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On the third floor of a building that happened to look like every other building in a three mile radius. Where one would have to take the stairs because the elevator was out of use (Since it's existence many years ago it has never actually been in use or been able to use. Its purpose is mysterious). Or perhaps climb, or fly...if they were able for that sort of stuff.
Leras was not, he had to take the stairs. He had walked up there, because floating took forever and he actually needed to go to the bathroom rather urgently. And today was an important day! Today was the day his wonderful project would start off! A bright future was laid out for him and whomever would be joining him. (Hopefully there was at least someone joining)
"Right then! There's the chairs...Hmm, Should I do a circle or a line? Am I publicly speaking or are we all talking..." Biting his lip, He started to shuffle the chairs into a vague oval shape. (An actual perfect circle, Laras thought. Would be too much effort. And was completely overrated.)
Humming delightfully to himself, he looked outside one of the windows that lined the left side of the large hall. He had been looking for a view that was an actually view and wasn't just a side of another building. After months, he had finally found one overlooking the nature park. It would lighten the mood, he thought, or at least hoped.
The sun shoved it's head above the horizon, it was early in the morning. A brand new day, Leras thought again.
There was a knock at the door, Leras turned around. There standing was a man looking rather lost. Leras felt something in his stomach.
Movement, change, form, change form? Change shape.....Shapeshifting!?
"Uh, is this the....group for the....uh, you know"
Leras clasped his hands, grinning delightfully. "Uuuuuunique~?" He drew out with a mild sense of pride.
"Yeah...." The man rubbed his neck, somewhat hesitant to actually step into the hall. As if as soon as he his feet touched the polished wooden floor (Leras had worked hard yesterday making that shine) He would have to commit to this.
"Of course! Please, come in. You're kind of early. But sit down, I have...refreshments! Yes, refreshments....that's a thing I have" Leras looked around nervously. "And...chairs...I certainly have chairs" He pointed to chairs, as if to erase any doubt.
The man stepped in, well, now he certainly had to commit didn't he? Leras gracefully guided him to a chair. A biscuit mysteriously seemed to pop into existence in the man's hand.
"So! What's your name...and what is your ability" Leras cringed inside his thoughts, was that too direct? He didn't want to sound rude. Oh, perhaps he should of practised this while he was-
"Oh, I'm Paul and I can, well, shape-shift into an animal" Even Leras, who was slightly oblivious to social que's, could sense the tone of disappointment in his voice.
Letting his head fall to one side, Leras looked at the man, now known as paul with a sense of confusion. Thinking for a second on what to say next, he marched on. "Oh, well, Paul...that doesn't sound bad. Not that any power is bad- uh...I mean, that sounds like a...." Leras would have liked for the floor to suddenly crumple and eat him up. "Good ability!"
Paul, as if he was too busy wallowing in self pity to actually listen to Leras, sighed deeply. "Yeah," He waved a hand absent-mindingly. "But I can only turn into an animal once...Once I turn into an animal I can't turn back"
"Oh"
"I don't even know which!" Paul exclaimed.
"Oh, well how do you know-"
"I only even know I can do this because it runs into my family! My father turned into a turtle!"
"Oh, well I'm sure he's getting along fine-"
"He doesn't get around much! Because HE'S A TURTLE!"
"Oh, I'm sure-"
"We don't even know if he's still in there! Unsurprisingly Turtles can't write back to the world!"
"Maybe he was just unlucky-"
"Oh, it could worse then that. His grandfather turned into a goldfish and suffocated in his living room!"
"Well..." Leras clasped his hands together, once more, this time rather awkwardly. "This is why I'm- I mean we're here...when...the others get here as well...Any minute now" Patting Paul on the back and then leaving him to wallow in sadness. Leras took a biscuit. "Bright....future"
Turning back around to face the window, he gazed down. "Ah, I think I see someone coming up...or is that the lady that lives downstairs. Honestly it's so hard to tell from...." Leras smiled to himself. "I think I can hear one coming up right now anyway!"
@Everyone
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Leras was not, he had to take the stairs. He had walked up there, because floating took forever and he actually needed to go to the bathroom rather urgently. And today was an important day! Today was the day his wonderful project would start off! A bright future was laid out for him and whomever would be joining him. (Hopefully there was at least someone joining)
"Right then! There's the chairs...Hmm, Should I do a circle or a line? Am I publicly speaking or are we all talking..." Biting his lip, He started to shuffle the chairs into a vague oval shape. (An actual perfect circle, Laras thought. Would be too much effort. And was completely overrated.)
Humming delightfully to himself, he looked outside one of the windows that lined the left side of the large hall. He had been looking for a view that was an actually view and wasn't just a side of another building. After months, he had finally found one overlooking the nature park. It would lighten the mood, he thought, or at least hoped.
The sun shoved it's head above the horizon, it was early in the morning. A brand new day, Leras thought again.
There was a knock at the door, Leras turned around. There standing was a man looking rather lost. Leras felt something in his stomach.
Movement, change, form, change form? Change shape.....Shapeshifting!?
"Uh, is this the....group for the....uh, you know"
Leras clasped his hands, grinning delightfully. "Uuuuuunique~?" He drew out with a mild sense of pride.
"Yeah...." The man rubbed his neck, somewhat hesitant to actually step into the hall. As if as soon as he his feet touched the polished wooden floor (Leras had worked hard yesterday making that shine) He would have to commit to this.
"Of course! Please, come in. You're kind of early. But sit down, I have...refreshments! Yes, refreshments....that's a thing I have" Leras looked around nervously. "And...chairs...I certainly have chairs" He pointed to chairs, as if to erase any doubt.
The man stepped in, well, now he certainly had to commit didn't he? Leras gracefully guided him to a chair. A biscuit mysteriously seemed to pop into existence in the man's hand.
"So! What's your name...and what is your ability" Leras cringed inside his thoughts, was that too direct? He didn't want to sound rude. Oh, perhaps he should of practised this while he was-
"Oh, I'm Paul and I can, well, shape-shift into an animal" Even Leras, who was slightly oblivious to social que's, could sense the tone of disappointment in his voice.
Letting his head fall to one side, Leras looked at the man, now known as paul with a sense of confusion. Thinking for a second on what to say next, he marched on. "Oh, well, Paul...that doesn't sound bad. Not that any power is bad- uh...I mean, that sounds like a...." Leras would have liked for the floor to suddenly crumple and eat him up. "Good ability!"
Paul, as if he was too busy wallowing in self pity to actually listen to Leras, sighed deeply. "Yeah," He waved a hand absent-mindingly. "But I can only turn into an animal once...Once I turn into an animal I can't turn back"
"Oh"
"I don't even know which!" Paul exclaimed.
"Oh, well how do you know-"
"I only even know I can do this because it runs into my family! My father turned into a turtle!"
"Oh, well I'm sure he's getting along fine-"
"He doesn't get around much! Because HE'S A TURTLE!"
"Oh, I'm sure-"
"We don't even know if he's still in there! Unsurprisingly Turtles can't write back to the world!"
"Maybe he was just unlucky-"
"Oh, it could worse then that. His grandfather turned into a goldfish and suffocated in his living room!"
"Well..." Leras clasped his hands together, once more, this time rather awkwardly. "This is why I'm- I mean we're here...when...the others get here as well...Any minute now" Patting Paul on the back and then leaving him to wallow in sadness. Leras took a biscuit. "Bright....future"
Turning back around to face the window, he gazed down. "Ah, I think I see someone coming up...or is that the lady that lives downstairs. Honestly it's so hard to tell from...." Leras smiled to himself. "I think I can hear one coming up right now anyway!"
@Everyone
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