#lnastarter

[aiden-alexander]

“Is there... something I can help you with?”

[evgeneh]

“Hey, did you know that if you were a chicken, you’d be impeccable.” Eugene grinned, shooting finger guns at the other. “What do you think? Good pick up line? Bad? Maybe I should try something different. Like... You must be a campfire. Because you’re super hot and I want s’more.”

[rene-manchester]

Rene, as was typical for him, sat by the edge of the lake. He had his hood pulled up over his head, his knees to his chest, and his arms hugging his legs. The first day back was always a strange one. Everything was too soon and too far away all at once. “Which camp are you in?” He said out loud, sensing someone nearby. “The great-here-we-go-again one? Or the finally-we-get-to-come-back one?”

[timsy-hafele]

Timsy watched the other person. Not very closely, though she tried to make it seem like she was. The truth was, it only took a passing glance for her body to understand what it was seeing. Still, it seemed polite to pay close attention. “Okay...” she said and then let her abilities take over, perfectly replicating the movement that they had only just shown her. “Like that?”

[ghostly-brody]

Brody walked along the hallway.  This was his first year in the mentor division, and he was rather nervous.  While he always had decent control over his powers, he couldn’t imagine himself really helping another with that.  Still, they thought that he would fit in well; he only had to have a bit of faith in himself.  

“You’re gonna be fine, Bro,” Ella smiled.  She was attached to him (why, Brody couldn’t figure out) and didn’t seem to ever leave his side.  She called herself his ‘spirit guide.’

“Can you leave me alone for one minute?” he sighed, not realizing that there was another staring at him, another person who couldn’t see Ella.

[kaykorvick]

Kaleb didn’t know how to deal with everything at the current moment. After spending the last 12 hours under lock and key by a man that had made them a weapon, having relatively free reign to the school seemed so daunting. What were they suppose to do with their time when they could do almost anything? Picking at their food, they finally pushed it away not really feeling like eating as they looked up at the person that had sat down at their table. “Uh.... excuse you?” 

[heartfelt-cody]

Cody’s heart raced as he ran.  He ran and ran and ran.  Granted, he was running for the mere fact that he could run, but he was still running.  He often spent his free time running laps around the campus.  He spent so many years cooped up in isolation that he made it a point to run every day (even if it was on a treadmill inside because of the weather).  

He was finally (after nearly a year and a half of freedom) back to the physical shape he wanted to be in.  It was a slow race, but he made it.  That being said, after mile five, he was usually winded.  Granted, at this point he was fairly far away from his room.  

Leaning against a tree, he let out a groan as he caught his breath.  That when he noticed someone nearby.  He offered them a smile.  “I don’t bite.  Promise.”

[zora-goldwater-blog]

Zora turned her head towards the presence next to her. She took her time blowing a over-sized piece of bubblegum before popping it almost directly in the person’s face. “I’m real fun at parties like these,” she said, dry in the delivery, and her arms resting back on the table behind her. “I always bring my favorite game: Poison Cups. You just fill up however many cups you want, I add a little bit of my super special ability to one of them, and we drink until one of us loses. Your pick on what winning and losing means.”