Private Finished Great! A New "Friend"

'Deciple of the Sun'. It sounded like a cult. Also, sun-related powers sounded very vague. She wondered what his abilities entailed: glowing? light blasts? photosynthesis? She highly doubted the last one but he had her curious. It certainly explained why his hair appeared to emit light.

Honua didn't really know the name of her power and trying to explain it made it sound crap. "It's easier if i just show you," she explained. Moving up her bed, she reached out and touched the wooden bedside table. Her hand suddenly became timber and spread rapidly over her body until she looked like a wood carving. She could still move freely but had the properties of whatever she became. "Ta da," she said half heartidly.

"Not just wood, any solid material," she explained as the wood suddenly became flesh again. After first discovering her powers, Honua hated them. She saw them as something else that set her apart from everyone else but as time passed, she grew to like them more and more. It came in handy in certain circumstances but she had to be wary when she became some materials.

That was a point William made. Wood came with the fear of fire, metal could be melted and glass could be shattered. She didn't know what would happen to her if that happened and she didn't want to think about it. Her regeneration was extremely fast but Honua didn't want to test the limits of it. "You're right." She watched as the flame danced on his finger for only a second. The ability to control fire seemed like a cool power and appealed to Honua but she had to make do with what she had.

Oh great, a bonding session. She had little interest in him but there was one aspect she wanted to know more about. "How long have you been fighting for?" Small talk was never Honua's specialty, she liked to get straight to the point. It was good to know the experience he had, just in case.

"So, did you're cult thing teach you?" She asked a second time, gesturing to those tattoos again. If he wanted to show people that he was part of some group, she would have thought something like a necklace would have been more subtle but would have given the message that he wanted. The idea of two tattooes on the back of his hands seemed a little overkill.

That was quite a few years longer than she had been for but she wasn't going to tell him that. Despite starting in her early teens, she worked hard every day to be the best she could be - she had reason to. It also helped a lot with her anger. Since arriving on the island, she didn't let her daily tradition fade either. She spent most mornings in the gym or focusing her mana.

'My world'? Did that mean he wasn't from Earth? What he said about where he was from kind of interested Honua. "I take it you're not from this planet then?" she asked. Other questions arose in her mind too about him but she held back on them. "Yeah, I'm from the island of Hawai'i," she replied.

She was a little confused when he tried to explain where he came from. Did that mean he was, like, from another dimension rather than a planet? The idea of knowing more about another planet than your own home confused her too.

"No. It's still north of the equator but it is a very beautiful island...." she trailed off, thinking of the home she left behind. She didn't want to leave her friends, her parents, the life she knew but it was her father that convinced her to 'take the opportunity'. However, she was glad to have an escape from some memories that still haunted her on that island. Honua kept an emotionless expression as he mind wandered with thoughts until she realised she was day dreaming. "Do you miss your home?" she finally said.