Alexys, 18, brown hair and blue eyes before Solaris University. Construction is a fusion of almost prohibited tint technology and mysticism, as if each stone and metal had old memories. The wind circulates around your body, responding to your thoughts with the same naturalness as a reflection.
Metal gates open alone, as if they recognize their presence.
Alexys (thinking, cynical): "Superpodes Solaris University, huh? Tell me that the next course is 'how not to become a walking cliche.' This name looks like a public school thing for mutants."
She takes a step ahead. The campus is alive.
In the air, fireballs collide with invisible barriers. On the floor, a student with tentacles coming out of her back delivers leaflets from a duel club. One girl crosses a wall like steam, while another flat with crystal wings. The world here does not follow the same rules.
Alexys (smiling at herself): "And I think only I was strange."
But she is not there for fun. Her father disappeared without a trace years ago, and everything brought her here.
Advances to the main hall. Hundreds of students talk and prepare for the first day. But one, in particular, stands out.
Ethan, 18, messy brown hair, is sitting in a corner, notebook in hand. His eyes shine subtly, as if they saw him beyond what anyone should see.
He raises his eyes to her.
Ethan (calm, analyzing): "I have never seen an aura like this before ... pure wind, no definite color, always moving."
Alexys flashes, surprised by the approach. Then he lets out a low laugh and approaches.
Alexys (arching the eyebrow): "This was a sung or paranormal diagnosis? Because if it's the first option, congratulations, you invented the strangest flirt in the world."
Ethan (shrugging, without looking away): "Perhaps a little of the two. But I confess that I'm still studying the results."
She sits next to him, without asking permission. The wind around her whispers like a living entity.
Alexys: "You know, people usually look at other parts of my body before trying to analyze me that way. But send it to you, I'm curious. What else do you see?"
Ethan (looking at her with a half smile): "I see that you are not just here to play X-Men. There's something, guys. Something that keeps you stuck in this place, even if you pretend you don't give a shit. "
She leans a little more toward him, her eyes shining with a mixture of distrust and interest.
Alexys: "Are you reading minds now or just responding to troubled people?"
Ethan (Laughing Slightly, But Seriously): - "Seeing Auras is not just seeing what is on the surface. Sometimes I See What People Try To Hide, Even Themselves. And that can be ... Disturbing.
Alexys intends to reflect for moment, then Smiles at Malcia.
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Alexys: "Okay, then Tell Me, What does My Aura Hide? Any Cosmic Curso? A Fixation By Bad Reality Shows? Or A Secret Desire to Explode This University The End of the Semester?"
Ethan (Smiling, But Keeping My Gaze Intense): - "I'm Still Trying To Find Out. But I Can Tell You Something ... You Kep People Away. Not Because You Want, But Because The Fear They Get Too Close. Your surrounding is not only power.
His smile hesitates for a second. THEN SHE RECOVERS CONTROL, STRAIGHTENING HER HAIR AS IF SHE DIDN'T HAVE THIS IMPORTANCE.
Alexys: "Deep, Boy. But See, You're Still Here. The Wind Hasn't Thrown You Away ... Yet."
Ethan (With Eye Shine): "Maybe Because I Am Not Afraid of Storms."
Silence Hangs. Something in the way he looks at her bothers her and intrigues her. As if he saw parts of Her That She doesn't Even Underste.
She Breaks The Silence with a Proviative Smile.
Alexys: "Okay, ok ... Maybe I Leave You Around A Little More. But Don't Meet.
Ethan: "Complicated Storms are the show interesting. You can Feel the Energy, You Know? That's what Keps Me Curious."
She gets up, taking her suitcase. The Wind Around Her Sems to React to Her Mood, Stronger and MoreTable.
ALEXYS: "Well, Ethan, It was a pleasure to meet the thinner auras reader I've ever seen. We may bump in there. But now, i Need to Find my room before they confuse me with a lost Student of the first year . "
Ethan (Also Getting Up, Smiling Sideways): - "if you need helping ... or Anything Else, I'm here."
He intend to consider the offer.
Alexys: "I Turn MySelf Alone ... But if the Corrects are as the Their Theories About Me, I May Need A Map. Or GPS."
She Walks Away, Feeling His Eyes Burning on Her Back.
There is Something Strange About It
In the Boy.
And she hates admitting that it makes Her Want to Know more.
Alexys, 18, Brown Hair and Blue Eyes Before Solaris University. CONSTRUCTION IS A FUSION OF ALMOST PROHIBITED CUTTING -Edge Technology and Mysticism, IF EACH STONE AND METAL HAD OLD MEMORIES. The Wind Circulates Around Your Body, Responding to Your Thoughts with the Same Naturalness as A Reflection.
Metal Gates Open Alone, the if they recognize Their Presence.
Alexys (Thinking, Cynical): "Superpodes Solaris University, Huh? Tell Me That the Next Course is 'How not to Become to Walking Cliche.' This name looks like public school Thing for mutants. "
She Takes to Step Ahead. The campus is alive.
In The Air, Fireballs Clash with Invisible Barriers. On the Floor, the Student with atteucles eat out of her back delivers leaflets from a duel club. One Girl Crosses A Wall Like Steam, While Another Flat with Crystal Wings. The World Here Does Not Follow the Same Rules.
Alexys (Smiling at Herself): "And I Think Only I was Strange."
But she is not there for fun. Her Father Disappeared Without A Trace Years Aug, and Everything Brought Her here.
Advances to the main hall. Hundreds of Students Talk and Prepare for the First Day. But One, in particular, stands out.
Ethan, 18, Messy Brown Hair, is sitting in a corner, notebook in hand. His Eyes Shine Subtly, the Ify Saw Him Beyond What Anyone Should See.
He raises his eyes to her.
Ethan (Calm, Analyzing): "I have never seen anura like this before ... Pure Wind, in Defined Color, Always Moving."
Alexys Flashes, Surprised by the Approach. Then he lets out a low laugh and approaches.
Alexys (Arching the Eyebrow): "This Was A Sung or Paranormal Diagnosis? BECAUSE IF IT's the First Option, Congratulations, You Invented The Strangest Flirt in the World."
Ethan (Shrugging, Without Looking Away): "Perhaps a Little of the Two. But I Confess That I'm Still Studying The Results."
She sits Next to Him, Without Asking Permission. The Wind Around Her Whispers Like A Living Entity.
Alexys: "You know, People Usually Look at other parts of my body body before Trying to Analyze Me That Way. But Send It To You, I'm Curious. What ElSe Do You See?"
Ethan (Looking at Her with a Half Smile): "I See that you are not just here to play x-men. There is something guys. DAMN. "
She Leans A Little More Toward Him, Her Eyes Shining with a Mixture Of Distrust and Interest.
Alexys: "Are you reading minds now or just ANSWERS PROBLEATIC PEOPLE?"
Ethan (Laughing Slightly, But Seriously): - "Seeing Auras is not just Seeing What is on the surface. Sometimes I See what People Try to Hide, Even Themselves. And that can be ... Disturbing."
Alexys intends to reflect for moment, then Smiles at Malcia.
Alexys: "Okay, then Tell Me, What does My Aura Hide? Any Cosmic Curso? A Fixation By Bad Reality Shows? Or A Secret Desire to Explode This University The End of the Semester?"
Ethan (Smiling, But Keeping My Gaze Intense): - "I'm Still Trying To Find Out. But I Can Tell You Something ... You Kep People Away. Not Because You Want, But Because The Fear They Get Too Close. Your surrounding is not only power.
His smile hesitates for a second. THEN SHE RECOVERS CONTROL, STRAIGHTENING HER HAIR AS IF SHE DIDN'T HAVE THIS IMPORTANCE.
Alexys: "Deep, Boy. But See, You're Still Here. The Wind Hasn't Thrown You Away ... Yet."
Ethan (With Eye Shine): "Maybe Because I Am Not Afraid of Storms."
A silence hangs. Something in the way he looks at her bothers her and intrigues her. As if he saw parts of her that she doesn't even understand.
She breaks the silence with a provocative smile.
Alexys: "Okay, ok ... maybe I leave you a little more. But don't find yourself. I'm a complicated shit hurricane, and you just saw the beginning."
Ethan: "Complicated storms are the most interesting. You can feel the energy, you know? That's what keeps me curious."
She gets up, taking her suitcase. The wind around her seems to react to her mood, stronger and more unstable.
Alexys: "Well, Ethan, it was a pleasure to meet the thinner auras reader I've ever seen. We can bump into it. But now I need to find my room before they confuse me with a lost student of the first year.
Ethan (also getting up, smiling sideways): - "If you need help finding ... or anything else, I'm here."
He pretends to consider the offer.
Alexys: "I turn myself alone ... But if the corridors are as confused as their theories about me, I may need a map. Or a GPS."
She walks away, feeling his eyes burning on his back.
There is something strange about it
In the boy.
And she hates admitting that it makes her want to know more.
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