<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4f/OprivateI34L37A267.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Danika Kincaid   (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg13050270#msg13050270)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>One of the nearby lakes<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 1 | Early Morning<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>All Black...Mostly (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/5c/34/8b/5c348be0db07f6b5a94d693d3f00dfe8.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Gabriel Summers<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Awkward Turtle >.><br/><hr/><br/><em>Oh great.</em>Danika’s anger receded from the forefront of her mind but was replaced by a strong sense of embarrassment, the type that warmed her face and reddened the tips of her hoop adorned ears. Thankfully, her ears were concealed by her hair. Gabriel Summers was a new addition to the school. New people were not highly unusual since Charles was an unconventional collector of sorts. Rather than coins or stamps, he acquired individuals with special capabilities. It sounded harsh but that was their reality. A bit of mystery and rumor surrounded this particular student since she overheard a group of gossipers whisper about his surname, how it was not randomly plucked from thin air or coincidence.<br/><br/>How did it feel to have a sibling that was as much of a stranger to you as the next person? Only after that specific thought did it occur to her that the reason why he briefly floated rather than remained on the ground was due to the fact that she had fallen like an imbecile upon being startled by him. He intended to rescue her from eating dirt. Her cheeks darkened all the more, horrified at the mere thought of it. A frowned weighed down her expressive lips as the mere thought of enduring such humiliation, from anyone, upset her. She would rather feel the pain of her mistake than be rescued like some weak and defenseless waste of space. There is no ‘I’ in team, the advice from one of her professors echoed in her mind as she had an independent nature that often clashed against collaborative endeavors.<br/><br/><em>Sorry about that.</em>Danny’s arched eyebrows lifted a small fraction upon hearing the apology tumble from his perfect mouth. Fuck it all to hell. Her grey eyes averted from his face, staring down at her camera as if checking to make sure it was intact, as she feared the stupid reaction to his physical attractiveness might cascade across her face. It confused her why he choose to apologize to her as her small blunder was not his fault. If anything, it was an indicator that she needed to train more. Reacting in such a fashion in the field could easily get someone injured or killed.<br/><br/><em>I’m Gabriel.</em>“I know,” she answered, arms crossing defensively over her stomach. Her own accent was less noticeable now, only becoming more prominent when she spoke in one of her mother tongues. “Not that I've been like stalking you or anything."<em>Kill me now.</em>"We have a few classes together.” Danika definitely was not the most social of butterflies as she had no idea where to navigate the conversation. Part of her almost hoped one of the more bubbly girls would appear out of nowhere and save both of them from each other. No such luck. He would have to deal with her ineptitude until one of them made excuses to escape the other. “So where do you fall in the pecking order?”<br/>