The Electric Feel

Hiya! It's me, Lloyd Evans! I am a freshman at Imperium Academy for the Supernaturally Gifted. I am apart of the ASP program here. Now, let's make one thing clear. I want to have fun.

[lightning-kid]

[ooc] 

Sorry for being the worst admin ever, guys.

I'll be back probs Friday. 

[grim-dust]

"Even you have to agree it’s been a bit dull." A gamesome grin replaced her former, a lighthearted air to her ways as she cast a quick motion beyond her. "I doubt they’d mind so much." As if to confirm, her gaze landed on a few others who seemed to place no immediate disagreement. If out of fear, there was hardly a clear indication as to whether it was from her or the idea itself. Nerissa gave little chance for proper response in either case however, soon returning to Lloyd.

"So what is it you plan to do with your new found good health? Nothing too perilous, I assume?"

[lightning-kid]

Lloyd let electricity course about his form before she turned her head back to him. He almost released another jolt, but he decided against. He lowered his visualization of power and grinned widely. "I think I am going to go back to the forest! I wanna know why I got sick," he said, giving Nerissa a thumbs up.

[grim-dust]

"Now to which are we referencing?" Her book snapping shut, sky hues shifted towards the other. "The bolt of lightning or the sickness?" Recalling the young male’s prior state when speaking of the last choice, the petite blonde kept a weather gaze on the underclassman, a pondering expression in play. "Though, I admit the idea of a bolt suddenly crashing back might work as a nice change of pace, so I may be hoping for the latter on some level."

[lightning-kid]

"Both!" he exclaimed, turning briskly to the young woman who approached him. With a wide grin, he looked up to the sky. "You want everyone to go into a state of panic?" Lloyd asked, looking back down onto the wide eyed classmen who noticed that electric bolt being sent into the sky.

[lightning-kid]

"Guess who is better than ever?!" 

The vocalization of upbeat resonated throughout the quad. Upon one of the many staircases, Lloyd stood with his arms spread out. He let free a bolt of electricity into the sky. He looked up and came back with a slightly worried look. "Don't worry, it's not coming back."

[grim-dust]

"Isn’t it?" Prior to then, Ris had failed to look in the male’s direction, still well occupied by the muted television screen. Chancing a glance over, she would later answer her own question, taking in the abysmal sight of him and his attempt at a smile. She wouldn’t return it, instead pressing on with subdued interest. "How else would you come into such a state? It’d be nice to have a story." He looked as though he might collapse at any moment, and had she been tasked with dragging him to the nurse, it wouldn’t hurt to have details.

[lightning-kid]

"Have you been inside of the Blair Forest, madame?" he began to ask, before interrupting himself by clearing his throat. "I have been entering there and trying to figure out what is so mysterious in there, but...I found something in there," Lloyd said, moving a hand through his flame kissed hair. 

"Something that isn't right."

[crownae]

"Excuse me?" It’s a valid question as eyebrows descend to emphasize total confusion before lips part to speak again. "'Something'? What exactly are you referring to?” 

[lightning-kid]

"Something!" A jolt of unplaced anger came out Lloyd and he sprung up, clutching his superior's arm. "The masked ones are not the 'something', it's that...thing!" Lloyd frantically explained, before falling down onto the ground. He coughed again, but it was more harsh.

[crownae]

"What have you done to yourself?" an arm is almost extended to be utilized as support until hesitation kicks in and Edward’s staring at electricity emitting from the body.

[lightning-kid]

"I went too far inside," a hollow reply came out of the freshman's mouth as he began to grip the sides of his head. "There is something in there...that's not friendly."

[grim-dust]

The approaching sound of an ill child was enough to illicit some form of concern from your average person, occasionally a willingness to aid. Sadly, however, Nerissa was no such person on most days. So as another came to seat himself in the area showing signs common of an approaching sickness, her only response after muting the television seemed lacking in much courtesy, though hinting at a natural curiosity. “Are you contagious?”

[lightning-kid]

"I am not sure," Lloyd answered, looking at his hands. They still shook. Other than that, there was nothing else than a painful migraine, small voltage shocks, and a sickening cough. "It's not a c-cold," he added, analyzing the female before him. He gave her a shaky smile; it dropped immediately as he leaned over on the wall, trying to gain a fraction of strength.

[crownae]

"My," remarked the prince as he’d steadily traipsed toward the underclassman with an expression akin to concern, if he’d been capable of exhibiting any clear emotion. "Your condition doesn’t seem too.. well, Evans.” 

[lightning-kid]

"I think I'm going to pass out, Mr. York," Lloyd explained briefly. His body quaked faintly; his eyes not rising to meet Edward's visage. He choked back a gag and coughed again.

[lightning-kid]

Lloyd sat down uneasily in the commons room; his eyes were weary and his focus scattered among everyone. He coughed a few times, each wavering in severity. Little sparks of electricity coursed through his body. 

[feeling-unfeeling-ia-blog]

Harper thought for a second, then shrugged. “What time works best for you? I honestly can say I have very little booked. Just some… research.” She smiled thinly before shaking her head. “Class is for group training anyway. I think I’ll let Constantine deal with the first classes of the year.”

"Never underestimate the mess made during a good fight." Harper snorted as she thought back to her own years at Imperium and the messes that her friends made.

[lightning-kid]

"Research?" Lloyd quipped, tilting his head. "Um, we can spare tomorrow after class, if you'd like. But I am interested. Research?" Lloyd inched closer to his teacher, looking truly interested. 

[feeling-unfeeling-ia-blog]

"If you’re getting beaten easily, the trainer isn’t doing their job." Harper shook her head, somewhat amused as she thought back. "It’s our job to make sure you get the training and that it’s the right difficulty for everyone. But hey, if you’d rather go up against a student, be my guest. Just don’t leave too much of a mess for the janitors. I’m sure Walker wouldn’t appreciate it. Or maybe he would. I can never tell with him."

[lightning-kid]

Lloyd stood idle, then lowered his salute. "...Alright, Miss Ford. I'd be honored to train with you!" He said, gleefully. "Um, what time should we train? Please don't say in class. Please," he said, giggling lightly through his panic. 

"And hey, I wouldn't leave a mess, I am not that vicious."

[lightning-kid]

So, I saw a collection of them today. I assume that they are not hostile. If they wanted to, they could have easily hurt me or killed me. Hm, I guess I was lucky today. 

They also share some sort of hivemind, I believe.

[feeling-unfeeling-ia-blog]

"Really?" Harper wasn’t sure if she should laugh or keep a straight face. She opted for the former. "It’s our job to help out. Seriously, don’t even worry about it."

[lightning-kid]

"I must!" Lloyd said, saluting his teacher. "Anyways, what's training if it is just me getting handled so effortlessly?"

[feeling-unfeeling-ia-blog]

Harper laughed and nodded. “I see. Quite the eager one.” She cracked her knuckles and grinned. “Well, if your up for a little sparring, I can get the gym ready and we can consider it a formal training session.”

[lightning-kid]

Lloyd stepped back from Harper with a scared expression. "No, I think it is unjust for a student to face a teacher in any time, until they are a senior!" 

[feeling-unfeeling-ia-blog]

"Oh? Don’t leave me hanging!" Harper smiled at Lloyd.

[lightning-kid]

"...I am kinda lookin' for a fight, Miss Ford," Lloyd admitted, lowering his head in a slight shame.

[feeling-unfeeling-ia-blog]

"Oh?" Harper smiled at the boy. "Just trying to meet your classmates, then?"

[lightning-kid]

"I wouldn't say that, either," Lloyd tilted his head slowly.