<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/3/39328/1148271-dread_and_alive___drew_by_bigjackstudio5.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><strong>Name: </strong> Lucas Bishop<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Fountain Plaza; 8:35 September 1, 2013<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Plainclothes <br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>  AstraFlare, Nuo, Open<br/><br/>Bishop carried on their conversation inside the cafeteria, he remained unphased by the antics surrounding him, he figured as long as it didn't directly involve him or someone he knew, it wasn't his place to interlope in the business of others. He loaded up his tray; an apple, an orange, and a banana. As well as the more hardier stuff like pancakes, potatoes,  and eggs.<br/><br/>Idris seemed engrossed in the conflict taking place in the courtyard they just came from.<br/><br/>"You have the right idea, but the wrong execution I'm afraid. I can't imitate powers, I can only break energy down and turn it into a non-elemental property, my power source."<br/><br/>He felt the need to comment on Idris's apparent distraction of the chinese girl's athletic running technique. <br/><br/>"Well, you don't need super powers to run like that, but I'm sure genetics help. She's not really running THAT fast if you notice, it's how she's running that's impressive , she's using kinetic energy in her feet to produce powerful bursting-like gallops, like a horse of a long jumper. I use to run, I should know"<br/><br/>"By the way...now's a good time to do the whole meet-and-greet thing". His eyes panned about the room briefly engaging the commanding seniors. " All the administrators seem to be assembled under one roof. How fortunate "<br/><br/></span></span>