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Lekana pushed the doors leading to the lounge open. Looking around, she saw an unoccupied window ledge, with lots of sunlight streaming through the window. She swung herself up onto the window ledge, and flipped her book open to the page marked by a blue ribbon. She began to read, and forgot about all else near her.

... Freezing it may be dangerous, but will... Ice is commonly known as... However, the effects may backfire causing... Do not attempt to do this when... Any Ice master should know...

She read a few more pages, and then slipped the ribbon in the pages, closed the book, and stared out into the light snow.
 
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[color=333366]"Beautiful, isn't it?"
A voice echoing through her mind: Alexavier had somehow managed to approach the girl without a sound, and was standing with gloved hands folded thoughtfully behind his back. He smiled when she turned, and waved, a matching crinkle of supple leather gloves and peach colored lips. He was wearing a dress shirt the color of dried blood - he thought the color description rather uncongenial, but the shirt he liked -, cargo pants too loose on his scrawny body, and his most comfortable pair of steel toed boots.

His black hair stuck out here and there from his velvety top hat, which he tipped with another polite upward twitch of the soft lips. "Unless you're getting tired of it, although it looks as if it's quite the opposite." Sparkling green eyes, as if summoned, twitched downward at the snow - he himself never tired of the dancing flakes. [/color]
 
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"Beautiful, isn't it?" A voice echoed through her mind. She turned suddenly, and saw a boy standing behind her. He was dressed in a big shirt and baggy black pants, much like she was, only her shirt was smaller and his shirt was a weird color. He waved with a gloved hand, and smiled. Black hair stuck out of a velvet top hat, and fell over a pair of delicately shaped green eyes.

"Unless you're getting tired of it, although it looks as if it's quite the opposite." He looked at the snow. Lekana smiled slightly. "I can never get tired of snow. My element is Ice." Her smile widened. Finally, someone that she could talk to about elements and not get stared at. "My name is Lekana. Or Kana, if you prefer. What do you specialize in?" She flicked with annoyance at the strands of hair that had fallen in front of her face.
 
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[color=333366]Another light smile, and with a quiet "may I?" he sat down at the end of the window seat, about a foot away from the girl, and swung one foot up absent mindedly. "Alexavier," He announced out loud, voice every bit as smooth and velvety as it had been in her mind. "Although some of my closer friends have taken to calling me A, which I suppose is now a nickname and should be presented with my name." He scratched his head in thought, top hat dangerously close to falling off.

"I specialize in phantasmas, illusions; simple trickery of the less then divine five senses." He coughed, dropped the formal tone. "I'm also a bit of an empath, and, as you might have guessed, telepathic to the point that we could have a silent conversation without that girl sitting by the fireplace listening in." His head jerked backwards, top hat somehow still clinging to her head; a blond girl behind him blushed and snapped back from where she had been craning her head to hear. He raised an eyebrow back at her, wondering what about the conversation would be interesting enough to warrant blatant eavesdropping on it.[/color]
 
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"May I?" He asked. She nodded, and he sat at the edge of the window seat, swinging one foot up. "Alexavier," He said, this time out loud, with the same smooth voice which he had used in her mind. "Although some of my closer friends have taken to calling me A, which I suppose is now a nickname and should be presented with my name." He scratched his head, top hat balancing perilously on his head.

In a formal tone, he said, "I specialize in phantasmas, illusions; simple trickery of the less then divine five senses." He coughed, and began to speak normally. "I'm also a bit of an empath, and, as you might have guessed, telepathic to the point that we could have a silent conversation without that girl sitting by the fireplace listening in." Alexavier jerked his head backwards, top hat a hairs-breadth from falling out, and a blond girl near the fireplace blushed and sank quickly onto her armchair. The boy raised his eyebrows at her, and Kana wondered if the girl had a crush on him. She stifled a laugh. This girl looked like she was 19, and he looked about sixteen. She redirected her attention to Alexavier. "Do you know her?"
 
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[color=333366]He laughed, shaking his head with what seemed to be a twinge of remorse, but what could just as easily be attributed to the fact that he hadn't eaten in almost twenty-four hours. "No. If she knew me, she'd be keeping as far away from me as she could." He sighed soundlessly, the noise needlessly echoing through her head; he appeared startled at this, and shook his head to sever the mental connection he'd formed.

"I'm too young for her." He said, half to Lekana and half to the girl herself, the hint of remorse back in his voice even if just to be polite. His eyes trailed across the book, and he cocked his head to one side in question. "I didn't see that you were reading. Am I disturbing you, in any sense of the word?"[/color]
 
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"No. If she knew me, she'd be keeping as far away from me as she could." The voice echoed in her head, followed by a mental sigh. Hmm? She stared at the boy, puzzled. "What is it?" She asked, puzzled and curious. She dug into the ice-blue mailbag lying on the ledge, producing two apples. "Do you want one?" She asked Alexavier, holding out the apple.

"I'm too young for her." He said, with a twinge of polite remorse. Spotting Kana's book, he tilted his head to the side. "I didn't see that you were reading. Am I disturbing you, in any sense of the word?" He asked. "No, not at all. I stopped." She said, then repeated her earlier question. "Do you want an apple? Why did you say that in my mind?" She said, offering the apple and biting into one of her own.
 
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[color=333366]He shrugged, accepted the apple with a small smile, a quiet "thank you," automatically uttered.
"Wouldn't want to scare away any other candidates, would I?" He tossed the fruit from one gloved hand to the other, seemingly forgetting that it was edible and not simply a plaything; then laughed suddenly, and shook his head to tell her he was joking. "It's a bit of a bad habit, switching between mental and verbal conversations. Most of the time I don't even realize I'm doing it..."

A pause as he remembered how hungry he was, took a bite of the apple. "I've not been here for long," He announced for no particular reason, glancing around the room with a slight air of distain. "I'm afraid you’re one of the very few people I’ve spoken to so far." [/color]
 
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Alexavier shrugged. "Thank you," he said, taking the apple with a small smile. Continuing, he said, "Wouldn't want to scare away any other candidates, would I?" He tossed the fruit from hand to hand, as if he believed that it was a basketball. Then he laughed, and shook his head, telling her that he was joking. "It's a bit of a bad habit, switching between mental and verbal conversations. Most of the time I don't even realize I'm doing it..." He trailed off, and she said, "It's not that bad. It doesn't matter how you speak, as long as you can communicate with others."

He paused, and then took a bite. "I've not been here for long," He changed the subject, eyes travelling around the room. "I'm afraid you’re one of the very few people I’ve spoken to so far." Alexavier said. "I'm new too. You're the second person I've spoken to here." Her eyes flickered around the lounge, and noticed the girl who was eavesdropping just a while before with eyes filled with hate and fury fixed on her. "Miss with the blonde hair and blue eyes! Is there something on my face, for yah ta be staring at me that way?" She asked dangerously, slurring her you's and to's as she always did when she was angry or annoyed. Why couldn't anyone have a civil conversation with someone of the opposite gender without being glared at?
 
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Alex walked into the lounge and looked around before sharply turning his head towards the empath as heard a loud voice in his head. He wrinkled his eyebrow then started to walk towards before he stands about seven feet before hearing the this outbrust "Miss with the blonde hair and blue eyes! Is there something on my face, for yah ta be staring at me that way?" He stoped before looking between the two trying to figure out which one was the empath. He chouldent tell becuse the two were to close for him to tell. He stood silent as he waited for the other girl to speak before he spoke. If sombody else had the same powers as him mybe they chould help with his own.
 
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