@Fraust
Beau stands up and tosses his pack of Twizzlers on the bed, ready to follow the other two to wherever it was that he was supposedly supposed to be.
Beau stands up and tosses his pack of Twizzlers on the bed, ready to follow the other two to wherever it was that he was supposedly supposed to be.
Oliver smiles, “yeah! What Sym said!” He exclaims as he walks out of the door and down the hall towards the dining center
Beau just sat awkwardly in silence at the dining hall, looking around to distract himself from how weird it must seem to other people that he wasn't eating.
Oliver looks over at Beau while happily eating, “so you just…don’t eat at all?”
"I mean, I can, but I don't have to. I don't usually because it's inconvenient." Beau shrugged. "I like the human food called 'Twizzlers', though. They're pretty good."
“They are like basically the best!” He laughs and bounces in his seat slightly, “Do you have a favorite flavor? Or is classic your favorite?”
“Uh… there’s other flavors?” Beau asked, legitimately clueless. “I thought the… the red ones were the only ones?” (I gtg to bed now, but you’re welcome to continue without me/drag Beau around)
(Okey! Goodnight!)
(Oof am back)
Barry gave up on playing the guitar and went down to the dining hall, a hard knot in his chest. When he arrived, he looked for somewhere to sit.
Oliver laughs, “there’s a bunch of flavors!” He notices Barry looking for somewhere to sit, He waves at him, “hey guy! There’s a seat over here!”
Barry blinked at the curly haired boy waving at him in momentary confusion, before a smile lit up his features. Jogging over, he sat down beside him and another guy. “Hey, I’m Barry. Are you guys new?”
"Uh… I'm new." Beau gave the newcomer a small wave. "And apparently not needing to eat isn't normal."
(Hey guys I'll be traveling for most of today so I probably won't be on)
Barry furrowed his brow. “Not.. not really, no. Most of the population needs to eat and drink.” He shrugged it off with an easy grin. “What’re your names?”
(Hey guys I'll be traveling for most of today so I probably won't be on)
Np, have fun!)
(Oof)
"Beau Torres, but you can just call me Beau." He dipped his head politely and fidgeted with a pencil that he'd found on the floor.
“Hi Beau, welcome to Terratora! God, I sound like a tour guide.” Barry chuckled, eyeing a platter heaped with steaming potatoes. “What’s your magic specialty?”
“I’m a second year!” Oliver giggles at his tour guide-ish response
"Well, 'specialty' is… probably the wrong word. I can't control my powers like, at all." Beau shrugged, quickly pushing a cup back down to the table after he'd accidentally made it start floating.
Oliver’s eyes widen slightly, “that’s sweet!”
“Cool!”, Barry said to the curly-haired boy. “This is my last year.” Turning back to Beau, he ran a hand through his hair. “I can… semi-control mine. I do weather magicks, but the outcome usually depends on my emotions.”
"Things just sorta start floating around me sometimes… it can be a bit problematic. Especially since I can't exactly stop it once it's started."
“Nonetheless, it’s still cool. You’ll probably learn to control it here, at least partially, it’s a great school. I used to have no control whatsoever, they put me in a room with a bunch of other weather-power people and we almost caused a tornado. Now I can stop it, unless the emotion is too strong, and can harness specific phenomena.” Barry shrugged, leaning back.
Oliver blinks and looks back and forth between both of them, “you guys both have such cool powers! I’m just really in touch with nature, you know I deal with magic plants…and can talk to animals…oh I’m Oliver by the way!”
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