Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2014 21:28:27 GMT -5
There wasn't really much Adrian could do in this situation, the world was turned upside down with his transfer here with the others and now, they were being trained to be the best they could be. Or whatever lie was at hand to convince them to perfect the use of their powers. Adrian really didn't think like that, he didn't want to perfect his powers to the best of their abilities, they were dangerous and took away most peoples will to do anything. It came with the territory of chemicals like dopamine and serotonin, which in itself were side-effects, though that detail had not really registered with Adrian at all. Right now, he was watching some students exercise their abilities, weaponized or not, as well as general athletic abilities.
Adrian however just sat on the bleachers and watched from a high location, a artist pad and charcoal within his slender fingers, sketching those around with a light smile upon his lips. His unnatural hair, violet with blue highlights washing over his face as he glanced downward, crystalline eyes glinting in the lights of the gymnasium. Though he was wearing suitable clothing to exercise, it was clear that he wasn't doing such a thing, his feet bare and his shoes atop the bleachers next to him, socks in tow. From a distance and perhaps closer, his frame and being could very well be mistaken for female by any who witnessed, both a blessing and a curse to what his occupation was before.
It was warmer here than most places, probably due to the bodies involved. Though the smell of people drifted closer to him at times, his own scent of vanilla seemed to waft about his being. His fingertips blackened from the raw charcoal, his teeth gripping his lip every so often as others took notice of him. The page he was drawing on depicting people in motion, as well as well done sketches of abilities and how their bodies moved against the world as it were. Not as scientific or interesting perhaps, but Adrian was just doing such a thing to pass time.
Adrian however just sat on the bleachers and watched from a high location, a artist pad and charcoal within his slender fingers, sketching those around with a light smile upon his lips. His unnatural hair, violet with blue highlights washing over his face as he glanced downward, crystalline eyes glinting in the lights of the gymnasium. Though he was wearing suitable clothing to exercise, it was clear that he wasn't doing such a thing, his feet bare and his shoes atop the bleachers next to him, socks in tow. From a distance and perhaps closer, his frame and being could very well be mistaken for female by any who witnessed, both a blessing and a curse to what his occupation was before.
It was warmer here than most places, probably due to the bodies involved. Though the smell of people drifted closer to him at times, his own scent of vanilla seemed to waft about his being. His fingertips blackened from the raw charcoal, his teeth gripping his lip every so often as others took notice of him. The page he was drawing on depicting people in motion, as well as well done sketches of abilities and how their bodies moved against the world as it were. Not as scientific or interesting perhaps, but Adrian was just doing such a thing to pass time.