<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/1T1AhxZ.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Akiyama Amaya<br/><strong>Location:</strong>School parking lot<br/><strong>With:</strong>Benjamin Stewart, Natsuki Akuzawa<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Second day, after classes<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Well, if you weren't the most qualified, then I guess it was just fate"</strong>Amaya said in return, a comfortable smile on her lips.<strong>"Never know what tomorrow has to know for a reason, the suspense is what makes it exciting to get out of bed in the morning"</strong>She stated confidently.<br/><br/>She was happy she had taken the time to wait for Ben to show up. She was liking the guy. He seemed to have some level of self awareness and wasn't worried to joke around about himself and his more eye-drawing shortcoming, it showed a level of comfort that she could appreciate. Plus, he liked motorcycles, but that had kind of been a given. Overall, he seemed like a nice guy, and she'd happily chat with him again.<br/><br/><strong>"Lightning emperor? Sounds a bit pretentious, no?"</strong>Amaya said with a small laugh, seemingly not too phased by it.<strong>"As long as he's nice, I'm sure it's fine, but be somewhat on guard, not all of us weirdos are correctly put together - Oh, that reminds me"</strong>Amaya scrambled through her bag until she finally found a notebook. She found a page she'd only half-finished on each side, and ripped out a piece of it, proceeding to overlap it with the notepad itself and scribbling down her phone number.<strong>"Here you go, I like you, so if you get into trouble, give me a call, I'll bail you out"</strong>She said with a joking grin, holding out the piece of paper.<strong>"I fall into the weirdo category as well, granted my magic tricks aren't as fancy as what I'd imagine the "Lightning emperor" would have"</strong><br/><br/>It was fairly clear from the way she spoke of it that she didn't hold the title in any particular high regard, which was ultimately true, she didn't. Perhaps it as because of how close she already was with the system, but it just seemed like some act of overcompensation to her. Most powers were in essence useless from what she'd seen, and those who had the more "useful" ones rarely liked to be recognized for it since it normally caused them more grief than joy. "Cool" names for powers were just like a medal worn on the chest minus the value, since there was no good way to employ the powers and the public, as well as a number of abnormals, just wanted them out of the world.<br/><br/><strong>"Anyways, I should probably get goi-"</strong><br/><br/>Her sentence was interrupted by someone approaching them, shouting around in awful English, it was enough to tempt Amaya to laugh, but she held back her tones to have a look at who it was. So she turned over to have a peek, and surely, it was a woman, quite the beauty too.<br/><br/><strong>"My my, you said she'd be popular where you were from, but I didn't expect your lady-friend to be this lovely"</strong>Amaya said, turning her attention towards the recent addition to the conversation.<br/><br/><strong>"I was getting ready to make my leave, but I always have a moment to spare for a beautiful lady"</strong>She'd been leaned up to a parked van, but pushed off and elegantly crossed the distance between them until she was well within the commoner's comfort zone.<strong>"And what a beautiful lady you are"</strong><br/><br/>Her eyes were easy enough to look through, but even without them, the lust was written all over her face.<strong>"Sadly, I've already announced my leave, but we surely will meet again, I'll happily take you out for a few drinks sometimes, sooner rather than later. Give me a call, I just gave Ben my number, he can surely pass it on"</strong><br/><br/>And with that, she stepped back out to a "comfortable" range, stepping out on the field behind the bike, planning to cross it to get back towards the dorms.<br/><br/><strong>"My name is Amaya by the way, I almost forgot, but call me anything you want as long as you call me up sometime"</strong>With a final wave to the both of them, she turned around to cross the field to the dorms, hips swaying graciously with each step, making the flannel around her waist fly around with each step.