<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/55/David_Wolf.jpg)</div>"Awe..."  He had hoped to draw her into the game, but she was having none of it.  Great reflexes though, he noted.  "Sorry - I was hoping you'd play if we included you."  Trotting around the bleachers with a speed and lithe, almost cat-like grace that belied his size, he retrieved the dodged frizbee.  Looking back at the field, he yelled.  "Ollie ollie oxen free!"  And he tossed the disc into the wind, over the bleachers, and directly toward Michelle's wobbling chest.  While he was tempted to try jumping the bleachers, or at least running them over, he instead made an end-run around the far side, returning to the play field.<br/><br/>"Nah, I'm good."  He answered Michelle's offer.  "I suppose I'll get one now that I'm in a big school, but it can wait."  he was struggling not only with his Scionic heritage, but the whole culture shock of a new, big, modern school.  So many things to think about.  "I'm gonna miss the glades thou..."<br/><br/>Whirling to face the scream, he took off at a dead run toward the fleeing woman, running past her to engage the biggest of the trio attacking her.