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" I hate walks! " Oliver said with a rather cold face as he cletched his fists, like he was ready to fight Makie or something. Then a smile came on his face and he slightly tilted his head, he was joking around. "Is what Feena would say" he laughed as he went over to the bench and picked up his little kitty bag.

Oliver and Feena never bonded well, Feena just hates it that he his soo energetic and selfish. She can't stand that, so she keeps her distance from Oliver as long as possible. Oliver really would love to be more friends than being an enemy with Feena. He doesn't really understand why Feena hates him and why he somestimes can be selfish.

"What is it Makie? What do you want to tell me?" he asked with slight concern. He doesn't know if Makie came to him if she is in trouble or if she is hurt. He needs to make sure since Makie is his friend. And sometimes Makie is hard to predict. Oliver smiled as he took Makie's right hand and he started to walk deeper into the courtyard.

"Common! Lets go!" he said not waiting for Makie to answer his question that he asked a few minutes ago. It seems that the tree's in the courtyard was changing colors and pumpkins were being carved. That would only mean Fall has come and that Holoween was on the doorstep. He looked back at Makie to see if she was okay.

"Hey! Look the leaves are changing into pretty colors!!" he exclaimed as he pointed at random tree's that were changing, almost like a catapillar changing into a beautiful butterfly.

((This one is okay, but i could of done better))

Kayla walked into the courtyard, with a book, as always. She was humming to herself softly, having just left the cafeteria. She walked over to the grass, sitting at the trunk of a tree, pressing her back against it. She opened her book, beginning to flip through the pages, still humming to herself. She jumped slightly as a leaf fell down from the tree and onto her page. She smiled, picking up the red colored leaf and placing it on the grass beside her before she began to resume reading. She then sneezed and then sneezed again.
"Excuse me," she said quietly to herself, sniffing.

Kayla had returned to reading, when she was suddenly attack by a jacket. She heard the words 'Put that on before you catch a cold' and slowly obeyed the words. She put on the jacket and then pulled her long brown hair out, hating it to be inbetween herself and the jacket. She looked over to where the jacket had flown from and smiled. She was feeling alot warmer, not that she had been cold in the first place.
"Thank you," she said, still smiling before she returned to her book.

She shrugged.
"No need to be sorry, it's your jacket," she said, smiling slightly. She looked at the book and nodded and shrugged at the same time.
"Yes, it's good," Surprisingly enough, it wasn't the regular book she was always seen with. This one was actually a novel and not the big book that explained her magic that she usually brought with her everywhere. She looked back up at him.
"What's your name? I'm Kayla," she said, extending a hand to shake.

Ekail smirked softly, then took her hand and shook it gently. He let it go and waited a few moments before answering, in which he took a small puff of his cigarette which in turn caused the smell of copper to waft around the area heavily. "Ekail, Ekail Judia." he said as he sat down next to her, reading over her shoulder. At small intervals, he would pull the cigarette from his mouth and tip the ashes into the wind and return it once more.

After a moment or two, he flicked the cigarette off into the wind and watched as it flew with a particularly strong gust into the air, to drop somewhere quite a bit off. He drew another thin smile and returned to casually glancing over the page Kayla was on. It'd been a while since he'd read a good book, and it seemed to hold his intrests moreso then most of the things he'd done lately. His eyes moved rather fast, glancing over the pages faster then Kayla was turning them to the point he had read it about five times by the time she had.

Ekail chuckled softly, and said "No need to apologize. It's fine, I have about twenty of the darn things." he smirked and then blinked as a gust of wind blew his hair straight into Kayla's face. His face reddened the slightest bit, and as if by command his hair stopped blowing and slowly slid back into place behind his back, and no longer seemed to move with the wind. "Sorry bout that. Darn hair gets in the way all the time." he said, a certain nervous tone in his voice.

He leaned back a bit and waited silently for her to start reading again, and while he did he watched the various leaves blow by swiftly, swirling about. "It's rather nice this time of year, don't you think?" he asked, his voice carrying a certain whimsical tone with it. He put his hands behind his head and leaned against the tree, taking care not to bumb Kayla with his elbow.

Ekail smiled softly, and nodded. "Indeed. It's quickly becoming mine as well." he said, then glanced at Kayla's book. "I might have to borrow that a time, if you do not mind. It's a good book." he said. A certain portion of his gaze lingered on her, and more to the point, the part of her chest the book was near at the moment. He turned away quickly, letting his hair fall over his face to slightly hide the thin blush creeping in.

"Erm...Anyway. So..If you don't mind me prying, what excatly can you..well..for lack of a less mundane term..Do?" he asked, turning to face her once more. "I mean, most of the students here have eiather fantastic powers, or some quirk that makes them wonderfully unique. What might yours be?" he said, a slight smile drawing upon his face.

Ekail chuckled softly, and said "Eh. Now fantastic in the slightest, but yes." he said slightly. He glanced off into the wind for a moment, choosing his words carefully in the silence as he always did. "I have..Hm...Control over a rather interesting substance...Here, allow a small demonstration." he said, reaching into his pocket. He withdrew a small knife, which appeared to be attached to it's handle by a small chain.

He grabbed the blade and gently poked it into his shoulder, withdrawing it and placing it into his pocket. The small gash had begun to bleed, and Ekail lifted his right hand slightly. The blood began to flow downward, into his hand and began to form a puddle there, gathering more and more until the wound on his arm stopped flowing. He gently tossed his hand up, letting the blood fly into the air. Instead of raining down, it slowly drifted down..In the form of leaves? In midair the blood had begun to change, shifting and bending until it looked like thousands of red leaves, fluttering about in the wind endlessly.

Ekail picked a leaf out of the air and chuckled, letting it bend and twist in his hand turning into a solid, blood colored rose which he then handed to Kayla. "Blood Control." he said. He smiled softly, with a certain sadness in his eyes. She would run screaming, he knew, like all the others he'd shown. Or try to convince him to help her kill or maim someone, that wouldn't be too odd eiather.