<div class="floatleft">(http://i1226.photobucket.com/albums/ee406/Mostly_roleplay_pictures/People/Males/147eda8f-ecb3-460e-96b1-b53a30718749_zps1ff128e6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ri'Staraa Sayed (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=200335.msg9791005#msg9791005)<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Eurus<br/><strong>Dorm Assignment:</strong>2nd floor, #2<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Auditorium<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 2nd, early morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jean, Scott, Nathaniel and all others around<br/><hr/><br/><br/>There was nothing volatile in Ri's reaction to Jean's powers. He was tactically-minded constantly by habit, his early upbringing having molded him into the man he was today. It was an advantage in some ways, to be sure, but it wasn't at all a help in social interaction. As much as he thought Jean's gifts to be a great tactical help, he hadn't considered that it added a whole other level to conversation and relationships. That complexity would have to strike him at some point in the future.<br/><br/>He listened politely as Scott answered his question from before. "Stark, huh?" The blue-haired boy responded, getting a grasp on where the other teen got his tech. "Well, maybe someday that will change. He'll still be able to help you control your powers with those but you'll see full-spectrum?" He didn't see why it couldn't happen, seemed like Stark was always coming up with something new. Or maybe that was just rumor? The blue-haired boy picked up on the tiny actions that Nathaniel displayed around Scott. When he caught the other boy's eye, he gave him a wry, knowing smile but said nothing.<br/><br/>Ri took a deep breath and rolled his neck across the back of his shoulders. He figured it was time to give in and let the others know what he could 'do' but he wasn't certain how to go about it. He knew he wanted to be subtle so he decided to just breathe out, extending a hand subtly and letting a soft, gentle breeze out to drift across the necks of his new acquaintances. It started with Scott and Jean, ruffling their hair a bit before moving on to the others in the immediate area. It was a small enough thing that anyone who wasn't paying attention could easily have thought a stray breeze had blown in through a nearby open window or door. But the stream was controlled and did not exactly play out in a natural way. Although it only remained for as long as twenty seconds, Ri's face became obviously consumed as he had to focus to maintain control over the gust the longer he used it. When the breeze finally died away, he visibly relaxed and ran a hand through his hair, smoothing it back. It was an obvious attempt to "act cool" and pull back from the crowd a bit. He hoped it wasn't so easy to pick up on the fact that was all him.<br/>