clang, clang, rattle, and buzz [kari]

[mccoy]

Only one thing was worse than a hands-on activity in physics class: a hands on activity in physics class with a partner. McCoy suppressed his groan of protest, though there were those students in the class that didn't bother to. But McCoy had a particular reason to dislike it. His power, at least the one to do with reading memories from objects and people, was hard for him to control. So if he touched any item, chances were he'd know the history of it being manufactured.

This wasn't amusing at all. All it did was bombard McCoy's mind with new information he didn't need and hated to remember. It was hard enough to keep his own life straight in his mid without random objects and people. The teacher passed by, setting a prepackaged kit complete with everything needed to make a standard pine wood derby style car, minus a tool to carve the wood base into any presentable shape. They were trusted with hot glue, though. Once the materials were given to every other person at a table, she began reading off names.

"Natalie Warren, and how about... Robby Parks." The teacher droned on, looking up after every name to point out the partners until finally, "Kari Douglas and Nash McCoy." Nash jumped up, moving to the designated person and the now empty spot beside him that was left from whoever'd already been paired up across the room.

"Hey,

[/color]" Nash greeted, trying to come off as friendly to start the project off properly. He doubted he'd ever really addressed this new kid before, truthfully.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[kari]

Kari still had been having trouble getting settled in at his new school. After all it was nothing like what he had expected. Not to mention the trouble he had gotten in on his first day after nearly suffocating a prefect. But it wasn't his fault, he shouldn't of been sent here in the first place.
He grumbled as he made his way to class, his schedule in hand. He managed to arrive late, getting a lecture from the teacher as he made his way to the back of the room. He took the first seat he got and continued to ignore the world around him.

He sat there waiting, hoping that the class would end soon so he could go back to trying to find a way out. Although seeing as how he wasn't even allowed to leave the courtyard after his incident on his first day he figured it might be pretty hard. He turned his attention back toward the real world when he heard something strange, the teacher calling out his name for something. Before he could raise his hand to find out what was going on he found a brown haired boy sitting down next to him.

"hey"

That was all the kid said, Kari sat there rather confused for a moment before scratching the side of his head.
"Hey.."

[mccoy]

"This doesn't seem too hard,

[/color]" McCoy offered, hoping to spark some conversation. He lifted the hot glue gun, doing his best to only touch it with the sleeve of his prefect jacket- he had it pulled up over his hand- so that he didn't touch anything but the jacket with his skin. After a bit of looking around, he noticed the placement of the plug in the center pillar of the table. After, he set the hot glue gun on the table to heat up.

"I don't think there's much room to modify it... Looks like we have paper and glue to improve it.[/color]" McCoy pulled apart the plastic of the bag on the table, dumping the contents onto the surface. They had four wheels, one wooden base, two metal axels, a small set of containers of primary colors of paint, and a supply of paper they were free to tape on to make the car go faster... in theory. McCoy wasn't exactly in favor of the theory, but plenty of students seemed delighted to paste the paper on to change the color of their car.

"Any ideas?[/color]" McCoy asked, figuring they had to wait for the glue to heat up anyway. McCoy glanced at the scissors, also on the table, considering the possibility of shaving off the wooden surface of the car to improve the chances of winning the inevitable test races. Not that he actually was competitive or really cared.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[kari]

Kari sat there for a few moments rather stunned, he was still new here and had no idea what class he was even in. He looked the kid up and down for a few moments, there didn't seem to be anything special about him, but after his first day he had no idea what to expect from anyone.
He heard the kid say something about the project they were supposed to be doing and he looked down at the jumble of pieces in front of him. "So were supposed to be making something?"
His head turned over to the kid, noticing the way he seemed to touch everything with the sleeve of his jacket. He wondered about it for a few moments before he remembered something strange. He was wearing the same kind of jacket that Calista was wearing.

He quickly turned his attention back to the pieces on the table, hoping he didn't know about his little incident. He started fooling around with the little wheels, rolling them along the table. He turned back toward the kid when he asked if he had any ideas and Kari sighed a little.
"Well I think we should get the frame together first.."
He picked up one of the axles, looking at it for a moment before trying to jam one of the wheels on to it.
After almost bending the frame he set it down rather frustrated with it. He looked over at the kid, unsure of what to say.
"So..... whats your name?"

[mccoy]

"Yeah... seems like all physics is, is structured time sensitive activities and lectures. I mean, they don't want to give us too much time to, y'know, actually experiment and figure out that half of this stuff doesn't apply to most of the kids with their abilities.

[/color]" McCoy answered. He had no confirmation Kari was new, he just knew he hadn't seen him before, so he figured it wouldn't hurt to explain it. But it wasn't unheard of for people to 'disappear', it was the reappearing part that would be a bit sketchy. Still, it was plausible. McCoy wasn't going to worry too much about that, though. McCoy watched quietly when Kari began playing with the wheels. He could pretend that was productive... He was just testing them out, seeing how they rolled... Nah, he was wasting time. McCoy smiled slightly, surprisingly amused by it.

"Good plan[/color]" McCoy chuckled, not bothering to say it'd be harder to carve out if they put the wheels on. They weren't supposed to carve it, anyway. Again, he just watched quietly when Kari attempted to jam the wheel in. It didn't look like it fit, which gave McCoy something to think about.

"The axel or the wheels have to spin. If the axel won't go in, we can glue the axel to the wheel and let the axel spin inside the wooden base... But if we do that, the friction will slow it down. But the friction of the tight fit of the wheel's just as bad...[/color]" McCoy muttered quietly, not sure if he was talking to Kari or not. Wait. He was asked a question.

"Oh. Sorry. I'm McCoy.[/color]" McCoy offered. "And, you are?[/color]" Never mind the fact that he'd heard the teacher say Kari's name before. It wasn't like he wouldn't forget Kari's name, so maybe having Kari say it himself would help him to retain the information.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[kari]

Kari waited for the boys response, still rather annoyed with the fact that he was in a actual classroom. Even after finding out so much about his new school he felt like he could never escape the whole learning thing. He stared down at the pieces of the car in front of him, obviously lost. He had no idea why he was making the car, and he knew there was some kind of point to be made by the teacher, but he just didn't get it.

He sighed rather loud, a cloud of smoke escaping his lips. Ever sense his first day it seemed like his abilities were acting up more, the smoke more like a nervous twitch seemed to happen quite often now.
He sat there quietly as the kid started explaining about how the little car was supposed to work, although it just caused Kari's head to spin.
He wanted to try and help with the project but he feared that it would only make him look like a idiot.
After a moment the kid seemed to snap back to reality, saying his name was McCoy. Kari smiled softly and held his hand out to the kid to shake.
"Well McCoy, I'm Kari."


((Sorry, not my greatest work))

[mccoy]

"It's nice to meet you, but I don't ... touch people. I can't control my power, and... it's just a bad idea. I mean, you wouldn't be hurt, but... sorry.

[/color]" McCoy's expression became nervous instantly, his hands clasping each other and raising to his chest as if he could protect them there. Realizing how out of place this odd refusal was, he was quick to change the topic of conversation, or at least try to.

"This isn't really your thing, is it, Kari?[/color]" McCoy observed. Whether it was the way he shoved on the wheels that wouldn't fit, or whether it was how he didn't seem inclined to pick up the pieces again or make observations, McCoy figured he would rather be doing something else. Besides that, the smoke hadn't gone unnoticed by McCoy. Asking him about that seemed more interesting than making sure the car got built. McCoy rose from his spot, moving to where the teacher was now sitting at the desk.

After telling the teacher a lie about how Darrian needed some help from him with an incident in the courtyard because of his power, he suggested that he also needed Kari, just for a moment. Dropping Darrian's name seemed to do the trick because he earned himself a dismissive wave. McCoy grinned as he returned to Kari.

"Grab your stuff, we can do something else.[/color]" McCoy offered pleasantly. He hadn't brought anything to class with him, aside from a pencil that was still tucked away in his pocket. There wasn't much use when the physics teacher had unlined paper available for him to draw on whenever he wanted to sketch out his ideas or jot down a few notes.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[kari]

Kari was a bit taken aback by the kids response to his handshake. He withdrew his hand and sighed softly, not wanting to offend him. "Im sorry, i get it... People here are 'different'." His voice was soft, he was still getting used to the idea himself. He nervously looked at McCoy as he asked him about the project again. He scratched the side of his head and grumbled. "Back home... I wasn't the school kind of guy. They said they sent me here to improve my behavior." He chuckled slightly at the idea and began rolling the wheel on the table again.

He sat there silent for a few moments, slightly relieved that there was someone at this school that he could actually talk to. He flicked the wheel and watched as it spun off the side of the table. He grumbled and looked over to notice that McCoy had gone missing, although after a moment of looking he noticed him at the front of the room. He gulped, wondering what had happened, if he had said something. His eyes started to glow bright blue, each breath visible as feint wisps of smoke.

He nervously waited there as he saw McCoy turning around, unsure of what to expect. Although as he got closer Kari noticed a smile on his face, he looked at him questionably. Although after what he said next Kari nearly fell out of his chair. His eyes ceased glowing and the smoke stopped as he started to stand up. "Uhh.. I." He looked over at the teacher and noticed him nod toward the two. He quickly stood up and started to follow McCoy out of the room. "What just happened?"

[mccoy]

"I'm not phobic. I just don't think you want to touch me, I mean... I, uh, see memories of people and things if I touch them.

[/color]" McCoy offered, somewhat hesitantly. He hoped honesty would benefit him later on, though he couldn't imagine how it would help now. It might just put him at a disadvantage. But without any offensive power anyway, it wasn't like it mattered.

McCoy offered a shrug when asked what just happened. He wasn't inclined to answer until they were out of the classroom and, presumably, out of earshot, just in case.

"My roommate is the student council president. I just said we had to go help him because of our powers.[/color]" McCoy offered. "I didn't think you were too interested in the assignment. It seemed kinda like a waste of time anyway. It's not very fair for them to say it's your fault your here though...[/color]" Now he could only hope Darrian didn't find out about it later. McCoy smiled, trying to reassure Kari.

"Now we can find something else to do.[/color]" McCoy added, walking down the hall simply to put distance between them and the class they were leaving behind. He felt compelled to think of a plan to fill their time, but he didn't have any immediate ideas. McCoy hoped that if he asked a few questions about Kari, he'd have an idea.

"So what's up with the smoke?[/color]" McCoy prompted, his tone surprisingly passive considering how personal that question might have been. He figured knowing about Kari's ability would make getting out of class early worthwhile, and he could justify it as being useful to choosing something to do, at least in his own mind.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[kari]

Kari quickly followed after McCoy, rather curious of what had just happened. As the boy started to explain his power Kari seemed slightly stunned. After all he knew what it was like to not be able to control his abilities. As the two walked out into the hall Kari smiled softly, unsure of what to think of the kid. He liked the fact that there was someone at the school who he could actually talk to, and the fact he had just gotten him out of class.

"Student council president?" Kari chuckled a little, amused with McCoy using his roommate as a excuse to get out of class. "Good one." He patted the kid on the back, making sure to only touch his jacket as the two walked. "You know McCoy, your the first cool person i have met here."
He heard when the other kid said something about finding something to do and Kari grumbled. Even though the two were free from the shackles of class they still were quite limited on options, Kari still had no idea where most of the hallways in the school even went.

He continued down the hall with McCoy trying to think of something to do when he heard him ask another question. Kari stopped suddenly in the hallway when he heard him ask about the smoke. "I.. I don't know." He sighed softly as he stood there unsure of what to say. "It just happens sometimes..." He didn't really know much about his abilities, only that his mouth started to smoke before anything happened. Every time he used his abilities they seemed sporadic and different each time, and more often than not ended up breaking something.

[mccoy]

McCoy flashed Kari a grin at the praise using Darrian's name earned. His mind returned to justifications- what about the favor he was doing with Cali? That had to count for something. Ultimately, he knew Darrian deserved a bit more loyalty than McCoy had just showed. Too late now.

McCoy stopped when Kari stopped, feeling uncertain about the question he'd asked with a reaction like that. If Kari wouldn't have spoken, McCoy would have called it off. He didn't really need to know, did he? Darrian might know, if nothing else. He dug his hands into his pants pockets, deciding that standing here would give him time to decide upon their destination.

"Oh,

[/color]" McCoy gave a nod, the smile still present on his expression. Maybe the smile would reassure him. He could hope, if nothing else.

"Well, it's pretty cool anyway, whatever the reason.[/color]" McCoy added as an afterthought. "Isn't unpleasant, is it? I mean, the smoke, is it like regular smoke?[/color]" He was wondering if it was filled with ash or something like that. Could it possibly be hot in temperature? Smoke wasn't inherently hot, but it didn't travel a great distance if it was coming from his mouth, so maybe he could create fire. McCoy cautioned himself not to get carried away with imagining it.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[kari]

Kari scratched the side of his head as he looked down at McCoy, unsure of how he would react to someone not knowing a thing about their own abilities. Everyone he had met at this school so far had at least a basic understanding of their powers. He noticed as the kid seemed to actually be contempt with Kari's explanation and he smiled softly, happy that McCoy didn't try to ridicule him.
As he stood there waiting for McCoy to say something he started to think about his abilities. After all he had only used them a handful of times, so there had to be some kind of connections between them.

He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard McCoy speak up, asking about how the smoke felt. He hummed softly before speaking up. "It doesn't hurt. But... I can feel it." He sighed softly, aware of how strange he sounded. "And its not just me. I can feel yours as well." Even though he tried to never use his abilities he could still feel the air around him. He had just become so used to the feeling that he didn't even seem to think about it anymore.