Meh.

'Turn off, please, turn off...' he wished, falling through the building quickly. His eye caught a faint blotch of back, and then he finally felt the floor.

crk

Akane peeled himself off the floor, shaking slightly, his bones on the verge of breaking. It was one of the few times that he was actually affected by gravity; he admited, his power was very messed up. He didn't bother for the entire story because he just didn't feel like thinking it over again.

He had. Just. Fallen. From the roof. The roof. Luckily, he had just happened to land in the hallways, before his condition turned into the corpereal form. He looked up to see what the splotch was, thinking it was probably a dirty black grafetti mark or something, when he spotted a girl.

Now that was strange, but it didn't preturb Akane, his dull round orbs remaining as blank as ever. He took shallow breaths, hands tucked into his multipocket brown cargo pants, which unusually matched with a contrasting striped black and blue sweater. Deciding to at least acknowledge her, he greeted, quietly, "Good morning," and thinking about the next course of action.

"Oh it's morning then?"

"Isn't it?"he asked, slightly blunt. He spent his entire night on the roof, and morning always followed night, or something like that.

"Akane," he replied, turning his head to look down the dusty halls. He'd rather stick on one word answers, than go into full elaboration, but that was only his preference.

He looked down the other side, but was met with more empty and deserted walls. "Where am I?" It was pretty much his fault that he didn't bother to take a self-managed tour of the entire building. This might've been the third floor, he had passed when he went up from the bottom of the building to the roof. But, he wasn't really sure.

He shrugged. He had no idea, and didn't really care if he got away. And by the looks of it, it seems that he couldn't see where the stairwell was. Oh wells. He'd go when he felt like it.

But, it was pretty strange why she kinda had an interest or something. He tilted his hat back to reveal more of his messy chestnut hair and examined the hallways. Yet again.

'Maybe, I kinda should've asked someone for the map.' He didn't even know where on the campus was... And he just went to the roof. Insane idiocy.

"G'day mates," the voice was tainted with the accent of an Australian, and it was a cherry greeting. It was issued from the lips of the tall blond who'd just seemed to appear in the hallway, though in truth he'd just walked up. He'd been drawn from his search by the sound of voices, a small part of him hoping that one of them would've belonged to the one he seeked, but he was out of luck. Still he wasn't disappointed, perhaps he'd be able to obtain some information, and one of them was quite an attractive sheila. He had a brown beanie on, matching his sneakers, as well as dark jeans, and a dark green sweat shirt. With an easy grin, his hands found their way into his pockets as he simply waited for a response.

"Good morning," Akane replied, simply. He wasn't used to having long drawn out conversations, nor had any experience in socializing. He wasn't rude, which was all he wanted: to at least pose no problem/threat, at some points.

He shuffled, knotting his fingers together, to relieve his uncomfortable stance. He was with two people (that were not his siblings), and conversing, or something. He shrugged it off as nothing et again. He was not one to let his thoughts bother him.

Skye rocked back on his heels, weren't they the talkative bunch, then again not everybody was a morning person like himself, though they looked awake enough. Ah well, with a mental shrug he decided to forge ahead with the conversation.

"I'm Skye, new here, now would you two care to share your names, or will we have a lovely game of charades?" the grin lifted the corners of his lips the entire time he was speaking, a feature he'd been told that was very charming. He didn't really make it a habit to grin at himself in the mirror, so he wouldn't know for sure.