<hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i46.tinypic.com/2h6bqqe.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Connor Marks<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Planck<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Sophomore Ne'er-do-well<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dorms, showering<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Any, Lara<br/><br/><hr/>"Well, it's been a heck of a long time," he grinned.  He slid his arms around her and gave her a squeeze, holding her tight for a moment.  He closed his eyes, remembering the long ago semester of raging hormones and unfulfilled desires.  "Missed you, too," he agreed softly.  He couldn't help but grin at the poke.<br/><br/>"I seem to have that effect on you," he teased.  He sat up, and offered her a hand, eyebrow cocking playfully.  "Need a towel?"  The only one in sight was the one at his waist, and he fully expected a playful smack for his teasing.  But he rose, not casting it off, knowing it was a little mean to tease, but old habits died hard.<br/><br/>He grinned.  "I was thinking we could grab something to eat.  I had... well, I had kind of a thought about your powers."  He stood, offering her a hand up, pulling her close for a moment and then grinning.  "I'm going to talk to the Principal about getting my lab time unrestricted again."<br/><br/>He gave a guilty look.  "There was an... incident over the summer.  Sort of got them suspended."  He did his best impression of what someone looking sheepish might look like.