<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/99/27/24/992724760789b481e6e2b22124956011.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Name:</strong> Gabriel Summers | Vulcan<br/><strong>Location:</strong> One of the nearby lakes<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Sept. 1st - Early Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Polaris<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Interrupting - Trying to fix it - Sorry?</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> He was always interested by other peoples powers, so even if the situation was a bit awkward, he was still replaying that green tinted bubble she was hovering in. Even here, you didn't see that every day. If they kept talking, he'd have to ask her what she could do. Now that she wasn't falling, and he wasn't hopping around like a glowing Energizer Bunny trying to catch her, he got a good look at the girl in front of him. And the reason he even began to focus was the deep red shade on her cheeks.<br/><br/> Slate gray eyes with little flecks of...purple? Neon green hair. Piercings for days. He cleared his throat. Had he been staring? He felt like he'd been staring. And Salem told him staring at people was rude. He saw a few emotions he thought before she looked down at her camera. She was probably mad at him. Nobody had a camera unless they were taking pictures. After introducing himself, she said she knew who he was. Well it wasn't a secret he figured. And by now everyone knew him by association through Salem. <br/><br/>He raised an arched eyebrow when she said they had classes together. Keeping an eye on her face, he counted on his fingers all his classes and thought hard. "Oh, oh yeah you're right. Ummmm, <em>Danika</em> right? I'm so dumb. Of course we've got classes together. You don't talk much though and we don't sit that close so I haven't really had a chance to say hi. I'm still kinda new to...well a lot on Earth. But socializing is a lot different where I'm from." She asked after that where he fell in the school's pecking order.<br/><br/> Good thing he knew what that was now. "Oooooh, I dunno," came a half-hearted answer before raising his shirt to wipe some sweat from his face; revealing a perfectly chiseled torso to Danika. "I wanna say somewhere between "mysterious long lost Summers kid from space", aaaaand "the crazy kid with PTSD and way too much power for his own good." I honestly don't know if I'll be answering questions about Chandilar or wondering why no one will talk to me. So...yeah I think it's easy to just keep the "New Kid" label for a bit," he said after poking a bit of fun at himself. He looked her over once more and smiled.<br/><br/> "So what about you? I mean you've got the crazy hair, which is amazing. You're pretty. Smart. Cool powers. You even dress cool. You've gotta be pretty high on the...totem pole? It's totem pole right?" He hated not knowing the right Earther terms. It got annoying stumbling over conversations sometimes. "I watched a couple of movies about high school and college the other day. Like...oh! National Lampoon's Van Wilder. And according to that, am I even allowed to talk to you? I mean, I'm just the new guy. And you're...you're <em>you</em>," he said with as much genuine sincerity as he had in him.<br/></span><br/>