Arrival

Harrison could sense a sort of lie in his voice. 'Huh, why in the world is someone this buff talking like this?' He had hoped he would be like those stereotypical buff guys who were rough and stuff. "Ah... Thank-you" 'Do I know this guy?' He was put of by the sudden hey like he knew him. 'Maybe he is hiding something.' "Hello Einarr, Considering this is the initiate dorm you must be a new student" He had said this in the most polite manner he could.

"Yes, I am new here." Einarr said trying to avoid staring into his eyes, there was something off with them, almost as if they weren't his true eyes. He couldn't see anything in them, almost as if they were hiding something.

Harrison had found it funny, he had taken lessons to perfect his mannerism but this guy had still tried to avoid eye contact. "By the way, my eyes are naturally purple i don't mind if you stare" Having white hair and purple eyes was not a very common thing and that sometimes had made people uncomfortable so he had decided to come out with this. He had then looked into his green eyes with a glare, and then had a smirk in his eye. "You know- and I'm sorry if this is rude- but your personality doesn't match up with your physique. That's pretty nice." He had thought he must have experience a loss of something for him to be like that with a physique like that.

Leo glanced between the two students with a curious look on his face. He didn't say a word, only watched the two talk, not feeling a part of the conversation. Although, Leo did notice Einarr not meeting Harrison's eyes. Which made him a bit confused. Although, he remembered him saying earlier that he could look into someone's eyes and get a sense of who they are. It seemed like the tallest student was not comfortable with Harrison's eyes. Even if they were a strange color, it seemed pretty normal to Leo. Maybe that was because he was used to the strange hair color and eye colors of Beata.

*Einarr looked into the eyes of this new student and attempted to look into him. For some reason he couldn't get a look at who he truly was.* "I am not off put by your eye color, but simply by the fact that they don't tell me anything about you." Einarr said still trying to figure out who he was, this is the first time he couldn't tell who someone was by their eyes. It was almost as if they put up a wall, he hypothesized that they weren't always this color. "I am sorry if I was rude, I hope you don't think less of me. And I don't believe that I got your name? Einarr had said still focusing on his gaze.

"Ha ha ha. Maybe that's due to the fact eyes cant talk. Unless that's your gift. Also don't worry I'm not offended." His last remark had made Harrison burst out laughing unintentionally. 'First he's nice, now he can read my eyes... Then again this is Beata.' "In any case i'm sorry if my eyes doesn't tell you anything, most of the time eyes will lie" As he said this he had teleported a water bottle that he carried around in a little satchel looking bag he carries around, into his hand and took a sip to prove his point. This was a small object so he had more than enough time to teleport it using his gift.

*Einarr studied this teen, and he still found nothing* "Eyes only lie to those who can't read them. It is true that eyes cannot talk, but they say many things, about who someone is and who they will be. It seems that you don't want people to know who you are. This tells me that you tend to be secretive and you don't allow anyone to get too close, then agian I could be completly wrong but I doubt it. But no, this is not my gift, it's just a little skill I picked up when I was young. Please don't be sorry, I am still figuring everyone out here. It is true that no one here is of the normal, but what fun would it be if they were. My gift is more of a physical one. I see yours is being able to teleport items, that could be very useful." Einarr explained accepting the fact that he would have to get to know this person more in order to be able to see into him.

With the straightest face Harrison could manage to not show an expression he had looked at him thinking about what he had said. 'AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA... Now hes a philosopher' "Well that is true. I'm sorry i had forgotten to introduce my self. I'm Harrison. Very nice to meet you" He had looked at him and put out his hand to indicate a handshake. 'I guess this personality has it's own interesting quirks'

*Einarr attempted to stifle the laugh within him, he could tell that this Harrison was an intresting character* "It is very nice to meet you." Einarr said with a grin "This guy... We are going to have some intresting times." Einarr thought with the grin on his face. He then grasped Harrioson's hand as he gave him a very firm, strong handshake.

After he had somewhat settled things with his new friend Einarr he had decided to deal with the other thing. Harrison had turned to the other guy who was escorting Einarr. "Hello, we haven't met yet. Its nice to meet you" 'Maybe this guy is also interesting?'

Leo had watched their interaction with a bit of confusion. Eyes are the windows to the soul Leo supposed, casting a glance Einarr's way. That saying must be a big thing to him. Reading people from their eyes wasn't something Leo ever thought about. Maybe that's because he'd never had to. The blond adjusted the strap on his bag, before Harrison spoke, his words aimed at Leo.

The prefect looked up at Harrison with a smile. "We have not! I'm Leo, the Autumn prefect." Now the white haired boy was only two or three inches taller than himself. Which wasn't as big as a difference between he and Einarr. Oh man, if Aleta was here...She'd feel like an ant. His poor sister. A quiet chuckle escaped the blond, widening his smile.

'Autumn's prefect huh. I wonder if he's a philosopher too?' Harrison had joked in his mind since he had the funny encounter. "Well once again hello, I'm Harrison, from the summer house." Since he had not properly introduced himself to the prefect he had thought this would be the best plan of action. 'I wonder what these people's power are?'

*Einarr noticed Harrison looking at both of them inquisitively* "Do you have a question?" asked Einarr trying to make conversation

"Well... I you don't mind, since this is Beata whats your power?" While Einarr had somewhat guessed his power he wasn't going to correct them until they answer. 'Ability to teleport huh.' He had imagined about if his power was less space and more teleportation. 'Wait, didn't Einarr say that his power was physical? Could it be super strength? Either way if it exists in this plane of existence I'm fine.'

"I do not mind, I figured this would come up sooner or later, as this is a place for the gifted," Einar said "My gift is being able to make small localized forcefields on my person, this allows me to either hit or be hit without pain or injury to myself, which has poven useful in my past."