@"Silver"
Henley scowled at everyone and everything he passed, muttering unpleasantly under his breath. He was, at best, an irritable person. But when he was in a bad mood? He had an air about him that made others steer the hell away from him.
It was this bad mood that prompted him to take a bit of a walk, get some fresh air. His pa had advised that early on, when he'd just been getting used to being cared for and having people to look after him after he'd been adopted.
And so, he had made sure to double check that Bamboo, his sweet little bunny, would be good for a few hours left alone before beginning his first foray into downtown Manta Carlos. He hadn't felt the need to explore beyond the Academy walls until then, so he was just wandering aimlessly this time. He made note of a few places he'd overheard some of his classmates talk about, which restaurant had the best Chinese food or which cafe had the comfiest chairs that you could sit in for hours, just sipping tea or coffee. He didn't have anyone to hang out with yet, as most, if not all, of his classmates treated him like the plague, but they would be nice places to try out for himself.
Eventually, his bad mood calmed slightly until it was only an annoyed simmer in the back of his mind, though he did keep the scowl on his rather attractive features. He kept himself busy by thinking of all the things he could add to his bi-weekly letter back home to his pa and da. It was not long after, however, that he came across an odd sight.
Or at least, odd to him.
His minor power was 'soul sight', and even when he wasn't actively using it, there was always a hint of color in his vision whenever he looked at someone. It was a barely there, vague hint, but it was always there.
Not this time.
He tried stomping down on his immediate reaction of oh my fucking god what the fuck was that thing and instead simply stood where he was, usually sleepy-looking eyes staring sharply at the apparently soulless creature.
Henley scowled at everyone and everything he passed, muttering unpleasantly under his breath. He was, at best, an irritable person. But when he was in a bad mood? He had an air about him that made others steer the hell away from him.
It was this bad mood that prompted him to take a bit of a walk, get some fresh air. His pa had advised that early on, when he'd just been getting used to being cared for and having people to look after him after he'd been adopted.
And so, he had made sure to double check that Bamboo, his sweet little bunny, would be good for a few hours left alone before beginning his first foray into downtown Manta Carlos. He hadn't felt the need to explore beyond the Academy walls until then, so he was just wandering aimlessly this time. He made note of a few places he'd overheard some of his classmates talk about, which restaurant had the best Chinese food or which cafe had the comfiest chairs that you could sit in for hours, just sipping tea or coffee. He didn't have anyone to hang out with yet, as most, if not all, of his classmates treated him like the plague, but they would be nice places to try out for himself.
Eventually, his bad mood calmed slightly until it was only an annoyed simmer in the back of his mind, though he did keep the scowl on his rather attractive features. He kept himself busy by thinking of all the things he could add to his bi-weekly letter back home to his pa and da. It was not long after, however, that he came across an odd sight.
Or at least, odd to him.
His minor power was 'soul sight', and even when he wasn't actively using it, there was always a hint of color in his vision whenever he looked at someone. It was a barely there, vague hint, but it was always there.
Not this time.
He tried stomping down on his immediate reaction of oh my fucking god what the fuck was that thing and instead simply stood where he was, usually sleepy-looking eyes staring sharply at the apparently soulless creature.
