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Sarah looked over Will for a moment, and then she looked apologetic. "I am very sorry, Will. I hadn't added you to the list yet, but of course you're in a group!" she smiled and set a hand on his shoulder as she looked around. Glancing to him for a moment, she pointed to a group. "That's group two. You'll be in with them." she murmured. "We're just talking about ourselves right now, so relax." there was someone trying to catch her attention, so she patted Will's shoulder. "Your team mates are Lite, Sam, and recently arrived Kazuko." she murmured, before returning her attention to the other student. So many questions!

"Oregon," Sam mused. "I've been there a few times. What part of Oregon are you from?"

"As for myself... I'm from Northern California. My parents are Irish. Nothing too special. I'm your typical writer, with notebooks and pieces of paper full of poems, snippets of text, and whatnot."

((Looks like new person is joining your group, Panpear! xd ))

Will thanked the headmistress as she seemed ot be quite busy with all the students milling around with questions. The blonde followed where the headmistress had pointed. To his amusement, there was a cloud of smoke. "Lite, Sam, and recently arrived Kazuko," Will repeated. Well, I'm not the only recently arrived...yay. The girl next to the smoke was...taller than he was and scaly. This was going to be interesting.

The boy made his way through the crowd yet again. The other member, not the cloud of smoke, seemed familiar. Perhaps, he had been in the same class as him sometime. How ever more interesting it was going to be to guess their names. Kazuko must be Japanese. Lite and Sam could also be female names.

He arrived in time to hear Sam reply to the other two. Will placed himself so that he was visible to the others and raised an eyebrow as he randomly pointed to the three of them and generated one of the three names. Perhaps, if he was lucky, he'd get one right. "Kazuko?" he said pointing to the cloud of smoke. "Sam," he mumbled gesturing to Kazuko, being thrown off by the blueness of her from seeing the Japanese heritage immediately, and finally, "Lite for the highlights in your hair?" he declared at a loss. Geez, it wasn't that hard. Or was it?

The one who had identified himself as Sam had chuckled. No wonder. The wonderful Will had gotten absolutely none of the names correct. Apparently, it was harder than he had surmised, or just bad luck on his part. Will frowned slightly. "Heh. How I managed to make those mistakes? Hmm.. don't ask." Will sighed. "Well..." He bowed. "Will Descythe at your service for the humble team!"

"Oh!" Kazuko exclaimed when Lite created a puff of smoke and started floating in it. "So that's what he meant by 'smoke'. Phew!" Aloud, she said, "That's really cool," her voice sincere. How could flying not be cool?

"Oh, I'm farther north- about an hour away from Salem," she managed to respond to Sam before the new guy showed up. She smiled slightly as he proceeded to get all of their names wrong, and then bowed to him after he finished his introduction. "Pleased to meet you, Will," she said. "We had just finished introducing ourselves, so you haven't missed much. I manipulate water, he, um, smokes-" here she gestured towards Lite- "and Sam..." Kazuko trailed off. Sam hadn't said what he did yet, so she looked at him, waiting for him to fill in the blank.

Sam laughed at Lite's joke. "You're one to talk," he said with a playful grin. "Anyway, about my ability... It's a form of healing. I can transfer any non-lethal physical injury from someone's body to my own. I'm only able to use it once without getting medical treatment. It's a very costly mutation, depending on the extent of the injury. Lite, if you remember yesterday, when I told you that I was used to pain, that's what I was talking about. I discovered my power when my girlfriend back home was in an automobile accident. She was nearly dead. I transferred all of her injuries to my own body, and they had to rush me to the hospital."

"But," he said, grinning again, "enough about my tragic suffering. What's your ability, Will?"

Logan looked from Marie, to Arkell when each person spoke. He rested a gloved hand on Arkell's shoulder as she explained what happened when she discovered her mutation. To make her feel better, he talked about his. "I wound up in a coma for almost a month after making an outing out to the Tower. It felt like a rush, and I sat down for a bit, went and got something to eat.... next thing I knew, it was weeks later. My mum was almost in hysterics, and after a few tests with a doctor, we looked into Pacis Salus. I just got the first of many care packages I know I'm gonna be getting." he grinned a little, and then sighed.

"I suppose we're done with our bios?" he asked, remaining cheerful for the sake of his other two team mates. "What else was she going to have us do? It's hard for me to show off my mutation without blacking out, though I hope to work on that..." his voice trailed off.

Tess had loped off until he found a nice patch of beach that he could sit on and not be in view of the Training lesson going on. He found a seashell as he sat, rubbing his finger against the smooth side of it while his other arm wrapped around his knees and his tail curled around him, as well. What a stupid training idea. Talk about yourself, show off your powers, say what you want to happen. The student body shouldn't have that for a school assignment... if one wants to avoid being known, one should be able to keep silent about everything. He was rather annoyed and grumbled under his breath for a few moments.

Finally, just sighing and relaxing for a moment, he scratched at his arm for a moment, and then blinked as something felt odd about it. Now that he thought about it, he was feeling off in general. The breeze from the sea wasn't as warm as he thought it would be, and he was sweating a lot more from under his coat of fur then he had been the day before. It might've just been the time of day, but when he looked to his arm, he found a small patch of pale skin... human skin, not the skin one would find if they shaved his arms.
Suddenly rather distressed and finding that his whole body itched, Tess scratched at his arm more, more fur falling off in the process.

By the time someone found him again, he was unconscious, his body aching as bones seemed to shift, and fur falling off in clumps. A high fever was visible by the fact that almost completely furless cheeks were flushed on the human head, eyes were closed, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and cheeks.