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Ada laughed as the question was redirected to her. "I barely know these people; I'm not one to adjust to others that quickly, I'm afraid. A terrible trait to have, isn't it?" She lowered her voice. "Well, if you do, you better snap him up quick."

Ada burst into a fit of giggles as she emphasized her statement by snapping. However, all humor vanished as she felt a breeze. She looked at the source. "Another wind manipulator, perhaps?" Ada frowned; he looked kind of familiar, but there weren't any wind manipulators at her old schools. There was a majority of water ones, though.

Ada let the wind swirl around her finger and directed her magic to make it solid. She then attempted to put her magic in it like Akemi had done, and it seemed she had narrowly succeeded. It looked like a shell, as it was pointy at the top and slowly widened as it reached the base of her finger. "I wonder how many people have my power."

Ada gently held her wind shell as Akemi and Ken talked. She didn't know how to react to others with her power besides her family, and Ada always felt unique being the only wind manipulator in her class. This led to sadness enveloping her mind, leading her to not react when Ken went back down.

Ada faked a smile, being not as happy as she should have been for knowing that Akemi had a little crush on Ken. However, she did giggle a bit when Ken started getting a little closer to Akemi. Perhaps they both liked each other. "Why so curious? Can't we talk by ourselves?

((You're moving? Are you going far away?))

Mika could feel her insides jump. She wasn't sure if her outsides did or not but she really hoped they hadn't.
"Ah, well, umm, that is to say, I was just..."
'Shutupshutupshutupshutupshutupshutupshutup!'
"I'm new here! My name's Mika Conner and I was just walking around here and then I went up that tree there," she turned and pointed to the tree without pausing for a moment in her babble, "it's very pretty, I think, and very comfortable as it turns out, the bark's nice and smooth but it's not so smooth you're always falling off, it'll make a nice nap tree -- but then I came down and now I'm here and if I don't take a breath I think I'll pass out." she took a deep breath in and inwardly cringed at what she had just said which was essentially nothing. Having no idea what else to do or how to handle this situation either (considering she had never babbled before much less at her idol) she stood their nervously, wringing her fingers behind her back.

"Well, at least we knew he didn't eavesdrop." Ada smiled. That was a relief, or else Akemi would have probably gotten extremely embarrassed. Not only that, but Ada would wave been embarrassed herself for being the one that brought the subject up. She tried thinking of a way to redirect the conversation, because it didn't seem that Akemi was the epitome of subtlety. "Ah, didn't you go to talk to someone? I'm guessing you didn't really have a stimulating discussion because you're back with us."

Ada laughed, imagining her new acquaintance to be ignored or rejected, but stopped when she remembered the wind shell. It was a very delicate, little thing and required proper attention and care. Then, she observed that Ken and Akemi were really close. "Wow, you guys must have tiny personal space."

Mika mumbled a quick "Thanks." before shuffling her way to the bench. She sat on the far end and glanced around nervously.
"I-I'm a wind magic person... thing, too." She said hesitantly after a long pause and lots of mental reasoning with herself on why she shouldn't be so nervous, "I've heard of you, y-you're really good."

"Mika Conner." She said simply, 'At least I still know my own name.' she thought wryly.
"I've never had a teacher for this magic stuff." She honestly didn't know you could be taught. She had always just gone with her gut; everything had worked out so far... more or less.

Mika barely suppressed a shudder at the way Austin stared at her. It was like he was looking into her soul. And for a girl who was used to keeping her secrets, it did not sit well.
"Y-you? Teach me?" she paled and then flushed pink, "That would be awesome!"
Then she remembered the last teacher she had had. Her father had hired a math tutor to help her get her grades up. He had left their house with a black eye and a broken nose. She winced and paled again.
"O-or maybe just give me pointers?" she couldn't imagine what would happen if she hauled off and hit Austin, though it would be nice to have a teacher.