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 Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 7:19 pm
((Stop whining...you know how boring it is trying to post off an empty charge? All she really had to do was sidestep rolleyes razz So there.))
Daria glared at him for a very brief moment.
"Maybe if you stopped sighing and thinking how hopeless it all is..." She suggested, a teasing edge to her voice.
He made a very pitiful looking figure standing there dripping.
"Hold still a moment, I'm gonna dry you off."
She figured, from his annoyed stance, that it wasn't very comfotable, and proceeded to draw the water out of his clothes as quickly as she could.
"See, I thought you had a problem controlling your power...not trouble making it surface."
Done about ten seconds later, Daria closed her eyes thoughtfully, opening them again a moment later.
"Okay, stop thinking about your power for a few minues here. And stop sighing! I mean it! Just try sparring with me. I have a feeling we may not even need these vests...just work with me. Just basic fighting, forget about using your power...okay?"
She held out her hand, as if he should shake it. Maybe his power just needed a little help.
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Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 7:25 pm
(( xp ))
"The last time my powers surfaced I blacked out and the hedge maze was vaporized, so I'm sorry if I don't really want to risk it."
Tren said getting annoyed, He was grateful that she took the water off of him yet she still didn't seem to just quite get it. Repressing a sigh he simply walked past her ingoreing her hand. his face had formed into a scowle and his fist were clenched.
"I don't recall ever really wanting to do this either!"
He made it to the door and looked up at the control room.
"Hey teacher! I want out!"
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Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 8:16 pm
Daria was hurt...she hadn't meant to make him mad, but she'd pushed him farther that he'd wanted to be pushed. And now, of course..he was upset...go figure.
If he'd blacked out the last time he used his power...then maybe it was more dangerous than Daira had thouht. Obviuosly he'd built a mind-wall to prevent it's return...but that wasn't the dangerous part.
The bad thing was what might happen if he couldn't break down that wall.
Daria slowly removed her vest as Logan electronically opened the door for Tren. Logan had seen it too, and the question was, what would he do about it? Students who couldn't control their powers when they were that great were sometimes a harmful situation to leave other studnets in. What if, one day, Tren blew up...what if he ended up vaporizing a dorm room, full of kids instead of just a hedge?
"What if it happens again, Tren?" She asked quietly, her voice carrying easily through the room. She implied the whole weight of a dorm blowing up on her words, and it was heavy.
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 5:41 am
"how the hell should I know... thats why I'm here isn't it?"
Tren said not looking at her. He walked out the door and down the hall. He wanderd around for a while simply moveing from one place to the other until he got out side and sat down on a bench. He closed his eyes and looked up at the sky sighing as he did so.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 5:40 pm
Daria sighed sadly, removing her vest and set back on the shelf where it belonged. Logan had come out from the Control Room.
"Thanks," she said, evaporating any leftover water back into the air before slipping out the door.
She trudged along, careful to note where Tren had gone, and even more careful to avoid him. She watched him through a window, wondering what could've happened so that he didn't remember. She'd heard of it before of course, although once the students reached the School, they loosened up and were able to control their power. Tren seemed to actually be afraid of his power...although she was sure she'd felt something earlier. Perhaps it had just been a trick, she'd probably tipped herself and just thought it was Tren.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 6:04 pm
Tren sighed and suddenly noticed that he was still wearing the vest that was ment to control his power. Glareing at it he almost ripped the vest off thowing it away down the path. It flew through the air and never hit the gound. It hoverd and slowly floated over towards a bald man in a wheelchair. Sighing Tren sat back down on the bench.
"So what have I done to warrent your attention professor..."
"Oh come now Tren, I think we both know the awnser to that... Rember what we talked about when you first got here?"
"yes, you want to understand why I have a blank spot in my memories right when I use my powers..."
"insiteful as ever, I know you fear your gifts Tren, but the only way to control them is to understand them... with your premission I would like to begin with our lessions..."
Sighing again Tren strightend up on the bench as the professor leaned fowards and placed both hands on his temple.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 8:21 pm
When the Professor showed up, Daria moved from her perch by the window, and went to the Garage to examine her car once again..and study the step-by-steps some more.
She sat against the side of her car away from the door, reading the manual over again. She could probably change the right headlight in her sleep, but the rest left much to be desired.
Her mind kept wandering away from her task at hand and back to Tren. She really shouldn't have pushed him...Daria brought her casted hand up to her head before leaning her head back against the car and allowing her hand to drop. The cast hit the concrete floor, jarring the bone and Daria winced at her thoughtlessness. Today just really wasn't her day.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 10:01 am
Tren opend his eyes an hour later and looked at the professor, He wasn't sure what just happend but the professor was panting lightly and leaning back in his chair.
"are you alright professor?"
"yes, it's just that I pushed myself a bit too hard this time..."
Sitting up stright in his chair the professor looked at him and smiled.
"so, same time tomarrow then?"
Tren nodded and stood up. He waved good bye to the professor and started to walk around the garden area trying th figure out what the professor did...
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 4:16 pm
Daria looked back down at the manual, she'd almost figured out all the items to fix on her list.
There was only one left, and it would take the most work. She sighed, lokking down at her watch.
It had been an hour, and she was getting hungry again. It also felt like now was a good time to take her pain-killer. The Healers would have to be on "important leave" right now.
She got up and went back into the main part of the school, being sure to put the manual back where she'd gotten it. She passed a few students..though a pair in particular caught her attention as she passed.
They were arguing, quietly of course, though that wasn't what sparked Daria's curiosity. They had stopped the moment she'd gotten within hearing distance, and she'd felt them watching her until she'd passed them by completely.
Their gaze left a chill running down her spine, and Daria wondered if they were slightly telepathic. She'd heard of some gifted who could plant emotions.
Shaking off the chill, Daria headed to the kitchen instead of the cafeteria. It was already the third time she'd needed to eat today...and it was only about 3. She wondered if it had anything to do with her arm being broken.
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 4:23 pm
Tren looked up from where he was he was makeing a sandwhich and gave a small wave to Daria. He finished the sandwhich and grabbed a soda not saying anything. he walked over to a table and put his food down starting to eat.
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 6:32 pm
Daria was a little startled to see Tren again, though was relieved to see that he didn't seem as mad at her as he had been earlier.
She made a sandwich out of bread and cheese before leaning against the counter to eat it.
"Any hard feelings left?" She asked, her voice holding the hope of humor in it.
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 6:35 pm
"no not really..."
He coninued to eat his sandwhich silently. He took a sip from his soda and sighed as he continued to eat silently.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 6:25 pm
Daria looked at Tren closely, taking a bite of her sandwich and chewing slowly. Swallowing, she mentally noted that it was another time that she guessed telepathy would've come in handy.
"Your actions don't coincide with what you're saying. You sure you're feelin' okay?"
If Daria had to guess, she would've said that he looked depressed.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 6:27 pm
((Is there a point in time where something is going to happen besides sitting around and not really doing much? Not necessarily action, but a centralizing event maybe?))
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 6:37 pm
((I'm trying....
I was thinking about trying to have something to fight against..yeah..I'm gonna bring in a baddie, guys...and since Daria is boring me..I think she will be out of the picture. At least until I get the bad person oriented.))
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