<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Vek-av.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kevin Forester - Vektor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kitchen; September 1, 2013<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Dark blue sweat-pants, hoody, and tennis shoes; sunglasses.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Nuo, Toad, Myth, Beast, Jubilee, Flame, Mercury<br/><hr/>As Kevin approached the the kitchen from the outside, the door suddenly burst open. He quickly side-stepped, allowing Nuo and then Tolansky to volley past him. When the Cerberus burst out of the kitchen past him, Kevin caught his breath. It took him a moment before it occurred to him that the Cerberus was Lodbrok. Well, there went any of the relaxation from meditating he had managed to accomplish in the gardens just now... Avoiding the trailing streaks of fire, he reached for the door with one of his glowing hands and entered the expectedly bustling kitchen.<br/><br/>Seeing everyone, he put his head down and lifted one of hands, glowing out from the pushed-up sleeves of the dark blue hoody he was wearing. He waved to everyone all at once, grimacing a bit. He headed toward the fridge, and nodding and smiling a bit to Dr. McCoy while unconsciously shying away from Jubilee just a bit, he grabbed a lemon, and then moved to the counter. He saw Miss Rose talking with Beast. She was so intriguing to him... He'd probably have her as a teacher, and that prospect excited him.<br/>He recognized a couple of the faces in the kitchen as being new - or `new<em>er</em>' - at least to him. Being new to the school, he had decided to arrive a couple weeks early to get settled. He had gone over the school roster that was sent out, and he knew there would be additional new arrivals today. At the counter, he cut the lemon in half and squeezed it out into a glass of water before tossing the rest of it and taking a seat at one of the chairs in the nook toward the back.<br/><br/>Of all the goings-on in the kitchen, he couldn't help but notice Kincaid. And not just the interesting way her skin played with the light. He read her emotions on the way to his seat before even realizing it. Wow, she was genuinely happy. Except there seemed to still be some lingering feelings of longing, loss, and maybe even a little regret... He shook his mind loose.<br/>He had to stop doing that. Even though he wasn't really reading their minds like Miss Braddock could, he couldn't just go around `brushing' people's minds like that, could he? He couldn't help it. It had almost become second-nature to him now. Much like listening or smelling.<br/><br/>He sat in the nook, drinking down his warm lemon-water.