<strong>John Cooper (mid 2008, age 15)</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: The Flat<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Emily, Sully<br/><hr/><br/>Having reached down to stroke Mori before he went to the others, John stepped over the dark cat so he wouldn’t step on him. John had made that mistake once before. Now he was always careful to avoid a repeat of the attack that had come from the accident. Running his hand through his hair, john pulled a leaf from his hair, “I was um… Just out riding my board…” Blushing in the darkened room, “I also tried… To.. Um… Practice a little. It didn’t really turn out to well…”<br/><br/>Every day for the last six months John had snuck out of the apartment to practice in various parks across town. For the most part he had managed to learn a lot, but he still had a tendency to loss control of the winds. This time he had knocked down several trees and set off some car alarms before he could regain control.<br/><br/>“So what happened to you two… More nightmares,” he asked having heard some of Sully’s stories back in the states.<br/>