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Erin nodded, sighing. "Yes, it's the mutation that causes the change, since about a year ago. I can't control when the changes happen... sometimes it's random, and sometimes it's when I'm particularly stressed. It happened earlier today, though you don't remember, which is why I'm different than whatever you might remember about me."

Well, that was step one; convince a complete stranger that this was all even remotely possible. Somehow it didn't make the second step any easier. "As that being ironic, my power changes with my... form. When I'm Erin, as I am now, everybody remembers absolutely everything about me. What I say, how I look... everything. When I'm Aaron, as you vaguely remember me, it's the opposite. People will remember nothing about me. How I look, what I say, what I do... anything involving me enough will either be really blurry or erased completly, if it can be. Something small, like seeing me, goes away almost instantly. Talking to me, tripping over me... those things can take longer, but the memories are co mpletly erased during any form of unconsciousness. You'll even forget that I talked about it because it has to do with me as a guy, and not me as I am now. You'll probably remember that I'm also someone else, but you won't remember who that someone else is..."

Erin looked down at her feet, or up at the posters; basically anywhere but at Arkell, not wanting to see the face of someone else who knew the scope of the problem, only to be as clueless as anybody else tomorrow. Just as much a stranger as anybody, the memories of their interactions hers alone to have without being able to share them. She took a deeper breath, keeping this shoved nicely beneath the surface as she had for some time, and forced herself to look back at her firey friend.

Lite looked from Bear to Sam, then to the line, then back to Sam. "Oh, dude! Before I forget, meet my new friend Bear!" He showed Sam the gecko confidently. "Now I've got a partner in crime, right? I'm Smokey and he's the Bear. Maybe I should have gone with that American classic Smokey and the Bandit, but oh well. Bear is Bear and he's my best friend, ever, since like, a minute ago. Don't tell anyone, but Bear is a super spy from Guatemala! He's seen the cocaine plantations in Colombia and is here to debrief the Man. Haha! Did I tell you about that one time, where I caught a fish with just a plant stem? It was awesome." Lite put Bear back on his shoulder as if he was a parrot.

Feeling remarkably hungry, Lite caused several items from the buffet-like line to levitate and come towards him. "Hey, you want some? I ate like half an hour ago, but I'm super hungry. You should have some, Sam!" He offered whatever he grabbed first, a sandwich in Sam's direction.

Laying back, he scanned his surroundings. His room featured the basics, 2 beds, 2 dressers, 2 nightstands, 1 clock, 1 desk, 1 bathroom, and a window that took up the upper half of the outer wall. Since most of the rooms were located around the perimeter of the dome, they had curved outer walls. Though this made for a rather strange accomodation, it was also delightfully unqiue.

He sat up and began to unpack his things, sliding his suitcase and pack under his bed when he had finished. Once again skimming the slip of paper, he wondered about the name printed on it. Hmm... Huilliame De Corbeau, my roommate for his semester... I wonder when he'll arrive.

He looked at the clock, only to realize that it was nearing lunch time. Exiting his room, he quickly descended to the main floor of Multis. The main hall was a comfortable area, featuring several couches strewn about with televisions set up on stout tables. The walls of this area were composed of glass panes. The higher panes were clear, while the lower panes were frosted. This area was co-ed, but there were two sets of stairs going up to the second floor. One side was reserved for each gender. A narrow-eyed old lady sat at a desk, positioned squarely between the two stairwells.

Matthew Parker exited Multis and walked along the path to the cafeteria. Though there were few students on campus in comparison to how many would be, there seemed to be a veritable flock gravitating toward the cafeteria. He entered the mess hall to find the vast space primarily empty. The buffet-style serving lines were emitting thin steam and warm glow due to the heat lamps above every dish. Matthew grabbed a plate and positioned himself in one of the food lines. As he did, he noticed several globs of food hovering away from their bins. As he turned to follow the various mounds of nutrition, he saw who he assumed was the student performing the food-floating act. he shook his head with a smirk as he turned back around.

(( It still makes sense? That's why she didn't interact with Sam after she got to the doors. I had already suspected she would lose, so I pretended that he was there, she just walked in after. *shakes head at self* I'll edit it for you! Sorry! ^.^))

Aya sat down next to Sam and began eating her apple. Hearing Lite's story, she burst into laughter. She sucked in air a bit too fast, causing her to snort. She immediately put a hand over her mouth and a red tint coated her cheeks, though she finished laughing for a few more seconds before finally becoming silent.
"I'm sorry." she said, muffled by her hand.

((Sorry guys. I know it's horrible timing, but I'm gonna be out of town next week, so won't be on at all. I should be back next friday. Anyway, can you just ghost Aki along for me? Really sorry bout this, and thanks.))

Arkell wasn't looking at Erin while she spoke, so she didn't notice that she wasn't looking at her either. She sat with her diary open her pen flying across the paper. Apparently she was taking notes ever since Erin said that she would end up forgetting entirely any interaction or mention of Aaron. When Erin finally stopped to take a breather from her explanation, Arkell looked up and smiled brightly at her when Erin's eyes finally did swing around to meet her. Arkell could tell from the looks on her face that she didn't take well to her situation. Arkell could understand. It probably hadn't been easy on her, and Arkell began to assume that she had probably been a guy her entire life until this point.

"What if I took notes? Yes, I would end up forgetting what actually happened when you were around as a guy, but maybe if I took notes on the conversations and stuff I would at least know what happened and why I couldn't remember parts of my day the next morning. Would that work?" She gave Erin an encouraging smile and was beginning to agree with her that she probably was a bit stubborn, but she wanted a friend, and Erin would probably appreciate the fact that she was going to try and get around her powers to still be friends with her even when she was a guy. If Erin happened to glance at her open diary she would see that all of the things she had been writing seemed to be in a different langauge that wasn't human based in any visual sense.

“Oh ho… I see and I appre…ciate your talent indeed,” Marie blushed a bit and the troubled word, “Well, if you need help, or just a shorter version, I could totally summa…rize it for you. But yes, I do a lot of theatre and music.

“I suppose I should leave you with your book, unless you would like to get something to eat. What dorms do you live in?” Marie checked her sandals to be on correctly. “I could play for you again another time if you would like that. Perhaps, the reading would not be so agonizing,” she made her way toward the doors a bit before turning around for a reply.