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With a few hours taking a break from the family reunion, Zoey heads to the school trying to get some fresh air, that last meeting at the street scared her off a bit, but now back in school she felt safer.

Sitting by a nearby bench after stopping by the vending machine, she enjoyed a can of grape juice while hearing some steps approaching.

Looking at her clock she realized the time and she wondered if there was a teacher or Deathscythe running around, but was surprised to find instead Lucas who seemed to be lock in his thoughts.

"Huh?"

Puzzled to see another student at this hour, she pondered wether or not to point that out, after all, she was a student herself as well. None the less, he didn't seem to notice one of the tiles was broken, sure it was a small crack but it could be enough for someone to trip if not walking cautiously.

Waving her hand at him, she tried to see if she met the boy before, but since neither the face or the soul wavelength ring a bell she decided to go for the conventional...

"Hey there! Uh, there's a fissure right in front of you, be sure not to trip?"

Honestly, it wasn't the best opening for a conversation, or a warning. But what else could she do? Everything was so sudden she barely had time to think her words before they left her lips on Lucas's direction, hopefully he'll notice in time.
Or perhaps he was aware and didn't need her telling him about it, but as the saying goes, better safe than sorry.

"Yes."
The moment Lucas listened and avoided the fissure, Zoey felt great relief. Closing her eyes as she faced the wall, she sighed, glad that he didn't suffered an accident at school. While the fall wouldn't be that Dangerous, Zoey carried a mother like figure to her personality, therefore she worried about people with ease, even with insignificant issues like a small paper cut or bruise.

Hearing his steps closer, she giggled, at the very least she was able to be useful to someone.
Another reason she would keep her eyes closed was to avoid her shyness to get in the way, the pink haired girl had trouble talking with other people than her family. But if here eyes were closed she felt free to act and speak as she pleased.

With Lucas stern looks and intimidating height differences, it would be normal for Zoey to be uneasy around him, which was why she opted to avoid eye contact for the moment. That way, she could greet this stranger without worry.

"Sometimes students get carried away and fight inside the halls, that's why we end up with fissures here and there."

Sensing his soul, she was able to know his position, therefore, even with eyes closed, she could turn on his direction every time she addressed him.

The boy identified himself as Lucas, as he did, Zoey smiled, her face turning towards his as he greeted her.

"Zoey-"

Her voice was interrupted, she would. It was as if everything around them froze in place. Then, she felt it. Warmth, softness, the pressure his lips held against her skin.
It was enough to silence the girl in place after a brief gasp from her part. Lucas sure didn't intend to offend her or hit on her. She sensed no ill will from him, but this kind of greeting...
As she was froze in place, she analyzed the situation, should her eyes had been open, she would fluster beyond belief and squeal because of the sudden proximity of a male. But within this shelter of hers, the damage was minimized into a fading fluster upon her cheeks.
Should she had stayed in place, the kiss would land perfectly on her cheek, which wasn't that strange at all. The problem was, she turned towards him, leaving his lips against her skin, dancing dangerously close over the edge of her lips.
Her heart started racing. But the facts could not be denied. So, her racing heartbeat faded as soon as it showed up. A soft smile formed on her lips, showing no harm was done.

"Sorry, I wasn't expecting that..."

She giggled nervously, hoping she didn't upset the boy with her reaction.
There was a brief silence from Zoey, while the echo of Lucas's steps faded at the ends of the halls. She felt silly, it was just a kiss... if only...

"Pleased to meet you Lucas, what brings you here at this hour?"

She asked out of curiosity, her recovery was greater as time passed, heaven forbid she opened her eyes just now, or she'll be red as a tomato and just as talkative as one.

Upon a rather interesting meeting, both sides had finally introduced to one another. And thankfully, Zoey was able to keep her eyes shut this entire time.
Lucas stated he was discussing with his teacher, was he taking supplementary classes? Or was he perhaps an advanced student which helped out with teachers?
Truly, Atticus's memories came in handy to offer Zoey a variety of possibilities to play around this subject, keeping her entertained in her mind. Having not the slight idea that Lucas meant those words and that there were no further mystery for his reason to be here at this hour.

On the other hand, the question had bounced back to her, to which she giggled nervously, most likely a comedic reaction having karma gave a taste of her own chocolate.
The grip upon her juice became firm, but not enough to bend the can, just enough to hold it still.
"Well, you see..."

Zoey was wondering if it would be okay to share a long story, probably not, they had just met, it would be rude to sink him under a pile of backstory. Keeping things brief, she replied :

"I've had a rough start, the last meeting I had was quite astonishing. Too much adrenaline for a single day."

And it truly had, Zoey had met with her brother's former family, a lot had changed during their absence, Kain even had a new sister. One they didn't knew about. She was happy for him, and for his family, but deep within. As much as she hated to admit it, she felt, displaced.
She knew the feeling itself was silly, since Kain loved his family...all of them.
Regardless, it was something Zoey couldn't help but feel this way.

Fighting on with her conviction and trust towards her brother, Zoey decided to have some space between them, calm down and probably meet him later. But why would she bother Poor Lucas with that?

"... I just came here to get some fresh air and rest my mind for a bit. Overworking is never healthy."

Admittedly, it was relieving to share her feelings with someone. Even when it was just that brief. This placed a smile upon her lips, giggling playfully once Lucas offered them to retreat.

"Yeah, you're right. No point on it"

Standing from her sit, she walked next to him. Thanks to her ability to sense souls she was able to pull that much without the need to use her eyes. Of course, should she keep this, it was just a matter of time before an accident could happen should they not be careful picking their route. But just as a moment ago, there might be other fissures on the floor. Yet, at the same time, it could be that there weren't others.
Still it was a gamble, one she preferred over being quiet and flustered away by Lucas's presence. She just hoped they didn't bump into stairs. But she could guess already that Lucas's was aware of her eyes, it didn't need much skill to figure that out, yet none of them pointed that out. And she probably wouldn't be the first to talk about said matter.

Upon hearing his suggestion, she was puzzled, a night club? She had faint memories of being there a few times but.
Thoughtful about it, she considered her options, she couldn't just go back to her sit, since they were already heading for the exit. And walking blindly was just a no no without a partners. Other than that, her soul perception could help her avoid hitting people, so, the club didn't seem that bad.
"Well, are there any good bands playing?"
She asked, almost instinctively. After all, she was sensitive towards the groups. While open to almost all genres, she was picky as to how they played. After all, good lyrics with bad music wasn't that good, and good sound with awful letter was a no no. She liked a balance, among al the genres, her favorite was rock. But that didn't meant she wouldn't listen to other genres. Just as long as they balanced between lyrics and music. After all, giving the fact she'll most likely refrain from opening her eyes, sound would play a mayor role in this, meeting?
"!"
Zoey gasped, the thought of this being a possible date crossed her mind. But that couldn't be, after all they just met. It was a friendly meeting, nothing else. Why would she think of it on the first place?
Whatever the reason was, she couldn't take the thought away. Thankfully, with her eyes closed, it was easier to digest the situation, and the damage was reduced merely to a soft blush after her gasp.
"I'm sorry, you're helping me out and I'm already being picky..."
Zoey commented, trying to leave that mental subject aside. After all, she sensed his soul and saw no ill intent, nor flared passion. So all he did was on good will.
Giving back a soft smile, she turned towards him, with her sensitive ears it was easier to calculate the height his head was at, and so she faced Lucas as she apologized.
"Anywhere would be fine."
She assured.

"Well that doesn't sound that bad. Can't wait to meet it."
Startled, but only a little, she held just a bit tighter Lucas's arm when the phone rang.
With the chatter going on, she giggled, as she knew it was a lie, but she'll give him credit for creativity and how fast she came up with such convincing tone.
As he hang up, she raised an eyebrow in a playful manner while holding his arm with both hands.
"So, am I now the subject of your homework? Now I'm curious about your major mr. Lucas."
She commented playfully, now wondering when would they arrive to this famous night club he talked about.

[Exit]

✹▸ ▹ Who am I with? ❝ Xuza and Naigus ❞ ✹▸ ▹ What is this place? ❝ DWMA Hallway ❞ ✹▸ ▹ Does this look okay? ❝Casual ❞

Four days. Of course Yata was keeping track. He was counting down the days that he would be back in tip-top shape, moving freely and not having to worry about his injuries anymore. He was at least happy that his internal wounds had mostly healed though. The Wavelength Meister wouldn't be a meister of his wavelength if he couldn't use it! As he wandered through the school, he kept resonating with himself then letting the resonance subside, each time accessing more and more of his wavelength so that he could test where he should set his limit at. If he used too much, it sent a jolt of pain through his body and set back the time it would take his injuries to fully heal.

He was at a little under seventy-five percent. That's where Yata's limit sat. He hadn't accurately gauged where yet, but he did know that it was somewhere above seventy, but not quite seventy-five. He rounded a corner before he charged his body again. He could feel a dull ache that let him know that he was too close to the cap. Yata dropped the amount of wavelength he was using and tried again. No ache. "Right there.. Seventy-two," he muttered under his breath. Since he had been fighting using his wavelength since he set foot in the academy years ago, Yata could estimate his power in terms of percentages. Stein had taught him the basic ways to calculate it, but over time he had figured out how to guess a lot more accurately.

Yata's eyes scanned the hallway as he walked until he saw something that caught his attention. Naigus, the head of Intelligence for the DWMA, lecturing Xuza. His lips broke into a smile as he walked over to them, forgetting to shut off his self-resonance, so his body was surging with power. He approached them from behind Naigus and hadn't arrived until she was remarking on how Xuza shouldn't show any doubt or nervousness around the Intelligence Headmaster. Yata nodded in agreement at her statement, albeit his nod was clearly sarcastic.

"Yeah, Xuza. No need to be so timid," Yata piped up jokingly. While he was sure that Mira Naigus wouldn't literally eat anyone, as per the policy of the DWMA, he was curious about what kind of negative reaction that he would get for his comment. Having graduated from the academy the year before, the Wavelength Meister was well aware how strict the faculty could be. And Naigus was somewhere at the top of that list. Yet, he still wasn't really afraid of her anymore. Yata used to be wary of most of the schools staff in his years. I guess the time he had spent out of the city really changed that.

"How are you, Mira-san?" While asking his question, Yata threw a wink in Xuza's direction. He didn't know if she would understand his gesture or not, but his intended message was that he was drawing some of the fire from his new... friend? Yata considered her a friend, but the feeling might not have been mutual. Maybe she considered him more of an acquaintance? He mentally shook off the prospect. That was something that he could discover later. "Has anything changed since I've been away?" 'I wonder if anyone still even remembers who I am. Maybe the "Wavelength Meister" legacy died out after I left,' Yata thought in time with his verbal question. He looked between Naigus and Xuza, making sure that he kept both of them in his field of view. He had meant to ask what the folder Xuza was holding was about, but he held back for the time being.

Wavelength ↗↗ Stable ↙↙
Status ↗↗ Slightly injured, but healing ↙↙
Out Of Character ↗↗ Out of character things! ↙↙
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