<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/Taro03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Taro Ikeda (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=257738.msg12730054#msg12730054)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Flashback - a few days before school starts, breakfast time<br/><strong>With:</strong>Shizuma + Open<br/><hr/>"That sounds... almost like magic." What on Earth was a man to make of not just what Shizuma had just told him, but how she had told it? The only thing he could be certain about was that she was sincere. That was impossible to miss. She really believed what she said about the wind, seemed completely convinced that the wind was some kind of living entity. But that was impossible.<br/><br/>"Ahh,... we were going to get some more coffee and tea, right?" He picked up his tray and tried to put on a smile, with only moderate success. There were too many thoughts racing through his mind. The powers of his parents were both based on an enhanced physiology. A body working beyond normal capacity he could wrap his mind around. Telekineses, sure. Starting fires with a thought, telepathy, nothing of it could really be explained, but he could accept those powers as facts of life. But magic? How could wind carry the weight of a person in a controlled fashion, without gusts that would tear up the neighborhood? Wouldn't there be side effects?Tornado-strength side effects?<br/><br/>"This morning sure is full of surprises," he tried to excuse his distracted state of mind, as he carried his tray away and went to the counter to get a fresh cup of tea and an apple. It wasn't just what Shizuma could do. It was how she felt about it. Just when he had promised to be her friend forever, she had to tell him that she was best friends with some supernatural force that science could not explain, some force she trusted completely. How was a guy supposed to deal with that?<br/><br/>As Taro sat down again at their table a few more students entered the cafeteria, and Taro was glad for the distraction, waved at them, gave them a "good morning" and a "how you doing?". But those students settled at a table at the far end of the cafeteria. It made him wonder if those guys would think of Shizuma as his girlfriend and spread that word, or if they would be more focused on the fact that he was sharing a table with an abnormal. He had to chuckle. Shizuma was just a friend. But if rumors spread, who cared? People would be people. There was always something or someone people would blab about.<br/><br/>Taro drew a Swiss Army knife from his pocket and unfolded the blade. He cut a slice off his apple and held it out to Shizuma. "Shizuma, what you said about the wind... that sounds like something I can probably never understand." He cut of another slice and chewed on it. "But before I agree to anything I'd really like to see how it works, what you can do with it. I mean... the way you tell it I wouldn't have to trust you for my safety, but really some other force that I know pretty much nothing about."<br/><br/>He looked Shizuma in the eyes and worried his lower lip. "That is essentially what you said, unless I got you seriously wrong?"