Judas Anderson sat numbly at the table, not knowing why he was hungry, although he was sure he hadn't eaten in days.
He carelessly began levitating his corndog in the air while applying quick bursts of fire to heat it up, and brought it floating into his hands, taking a bite out of it, chewing numbly.
He'd really found this place quite curious, with plenty of interesting people to make him sigh or scowl, and he always did like using his powers carelessly or for his own gain.
Why else was I cursed with them?
Suddenly he scowled, remembering suddenly that he had left his cane up in the dorm among his noisy...no, he would not call them peers.
Judas's eyes then seemed to glimmer with something indiscernable, and he pulled out a paper and pen, quickly scribbling line after line of something.
He carelessly began levitating his corndog in the air while applying quick bursts of fire to heat it up, and brought it floating into his hands, taking a bite out of it, chewing numbly.
He'd really found this place quite curious, with plenty of interesting people to make him sigh or scowl, and he always did like using his powers carelessly or for his own gain.
Why else was I cursed with them?
Suddenly he scowled, remembering suddenly that he had left his cane up in the dorm among his noisy...no, he would not call them peers.
Judas's eyes then seemed to glimmer with something indiscernable, and he pulled out a paper and pen, quickly scribbling line after line of something.