A Sleeping Titan

"Where was my locker again?" Thought Diinok, as he made his way through the corridors of the school for the second time. "This whole new school thing was cool at first... but this place is massive." He grumbled, "I can't find anything." Diinok bumbled around through the halls for a bit longer trying to memorized their layouts. Diinok walked by some students every once in a while, they didn't shout monster when they saw him, or even really stare for that matter, which was reassuring. Diinok noticed that he was also quite a bit larger than most of the students around, he was at least a foot taller than the average it would seem, but maybe he was just running into all the short people.

Diinok saw the reflection of his glow in the lockers, the flickering orange flames still intrigued him. Sometimes he wondered why he hadn't burned out yet, but then he remembered that he was a spirit like creature. Diinok lost in thought wandered the halls for a bit longer, and then instinctively stopped somewhere. He snapped back to his senses and looked around, there was a boy who looked down in the dumps was just shutting his locker, and a couple lockers away Diinok saw his own locker. Diinok walked up to his locker, and bento over to reach it, "How did I get stuck with a bottom locker?" He said out loud, even though he didn't mean to.

"I know... Ain't it a shame?" Diinok chuckled, "There should be a whole new level just for me!" Diinok's color began to change from orange to green. He repeated the name Aren in his head, his first friend? Possibly.

Diinok was now a vibrant shade of green, and he was a bit hotter than before. Diinok lowered his heat as best he could and then outstretched his hand for a shake, "Diinok, the pleasure is all mine." And waited for Aren's response. Afterwards, he said, "So what class is first on the list, I'm new here."

" No I wasn't..." Diinok thought for a moment, and thought that he might have dropped it. "Well maybe they did..." Then Diinok thought for a moment more, and came to the conclusion that he must have burned it up on accident, he was made primarily out of fire after all.

"I might have... uh... burned it... on accident." Diinok's color changed to a hue of purple from a bit of embarrassment.

Diinok was relieved to hear that his next schedule would be fire proof, and said, "Great, looks like I won't have to worry about the whole, made of fire thing much here." He was in a cheerful mood and his color was back tot he vibrant Green it was moments before. He didn't quite love having his emotions broadcast, but there wasn't much he could do about it; plus nobody knew what color corresponded to which emotion, until they got to know hime better anyway.

"So the offices, you wouldn't mind showing me to them? My memory might have gotten a little... burnt... too."

Diinok would have grinned if he could... but the stone that now covered where his face would have been was just a blank slate, and only ever looked aggressive at best. It was just a smooth curved plate of stone that was a mask... with eyeholes, not that Diinok really needed eye holes. Diinok could see the way that every one else saw, he just chose not to most of the time, and instead "saw" through heat. Diinok had run into many oddly heated individuals since coming to the island, and Aren was no exception. Aren's heat was normal, with one mysterious exception, it trailed off into... well that was the mystery, Diinok could not really comprehend where the heat went... but it linked Aren to something... and it would seem that it was something big.

As Diinok was following Aren, he worked up the nerve to ask, "Aren, I know we just met and all, but... uh... can I ask you something that might be a little personal?"