<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/N4lStza.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Michael 'Mike' S. Astragalus<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 (02:00 PM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ethics Class<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Masahiro, Azari, Erica | Choko, Syra, Faye, Sabrina mentioned | Open<br/><hr/><br/>All around the class, other students were getting increasingly vocal... Maybe they were learning to get over the fear and oppression they might have felt from seeing someone so intimidating. It didn't help when someone asked Sabrina the very same thing she was asking of them, and she was all too quick to show them just why she was in charge of things. Teleportation, control... These were utilities the craftiest of humans desired for less-simple lives. The ability to go wherever, control whomever... And the only source of moderation was her? Human whim was what was keeping them from being nothing more than puppets in that moment.<br/><br/>Choko had been giving some of the most thorough answers, and it made him realize part of that fear of Sabrina wasn't because of<em>her</em>, but just what Choko said: Human ingenuity. It was what allowed him to have the myriad of uses with his vines, the ways he could manipulate his powders for his own ends. A creative mind was a dangerous one... By that degree, everyone in this class had aspects of them that would perhaps make them terrifying to another. Still, some didn't quite come off that dangerous... It still felt odd with sharing a class with so many familiar faces, but it also helped to give him insight into the minds of others... Lulukat would always be Lulukat, Syra was always gonna ask the dangerous questions and push the dangerous buttons...<br/><br/>"It just surprises me how much a few simple additions to a person can make them such a threat... But what makes them most dangerous is their mind. For example, Masa or Azari-" He hummed, looking toward the two fire types. "If you two didn't have the kind of discipline and focus you did to make you good people, you could have maybe turned out like Azari's example... Arsonists or something crazy like that. I guess I'm just thankful that alot of us care enough to not use our powers so disruptively." He nodded, though of course he had no idea about Faye...<br/><br/>"Then I guess we have those that just make you wonder 'how dangerous can they be?'" He asked with a smile, letting his vines slip free, coiling and contorting into what looked like an arm made of vines complete with a hand at the end, reaching out to rest on Erica's shoulder to give her a soft nudge. She kept to herself so often, it<em>still</em>confused him as to what she was capable of.