Fancy Meeting You Here...

[Krispey]

Maya shook her head, coming back t reality. She hadn't an idea on whether he'd said your welcome or good bye, or whatever he'd said. Obviously it wasn't good bye, for he was still standing there. A simply "huh" was all Maya could muster. Her eyes gaed at him, feeling stupid for just saying 'huh'. "I mean..Sure! Yes, sure." Hopefully she wasn't ageeeing to some sort of terrorist plot to blow up the school or something, for she really hadn't a clue about what he had just said, asked, or demanded.

[FrostyFayce]

" Lost in thought?" He laughed and gave his head a soft and gentle shake. Had to have been. Nice job, pointing out the obvious. Stupid! His mind screamed at Donovan and he laughed about it mentally before brushing aside the fact he had stated the obvious. Well, what could he talk about that he knew may not end in devistatingly hated? The one thing the shared in common. They had gifts.

" Well, Maya, what happens to be your power? That is, if you don't mind this spry-old man asking you such a boring question." He chuckled, refering to him being 18 as old. He felt old at times, and that wasn't very fun, infact it annoyed him.

[Krispey]

Maya quirked a brow, "What? You dont seem old..Infact, you only look about sixteen...Maybe you could go for fifteen..How old are you?" Maya chuckled abit, hopefully having not insulted him. "Anyway, my powers are kind of challenging..I havent wuite mastered them, and they're odd, and often come from rage, so I cant really say.." Maya lifted a hand to rub the back of her head, slightly embarrassed that she couldnt answer that simple question, due to her odd powers, "But I think Im gaining a new one...One where I touch something that one wouldnt normally let one see or touch, and I feel more connected to that person...That explains me thanking you for touching your wing. What about you?"

[FrostyFayce]

" Aw, I feel you now. 15-16. Those are off by 2-3 years. I'm actually 18. Shock!" He said, laughing a bit. He felt as if he had just been handed a ton of complements in one sitting and she only said he looked young. Eh, it was true, he did. As Donovan listened to her explain the powers, he nodded his head once in a while. An occasional Mmhm meant he was listening.

" Well." Began the boy. " Special glands in my hands create a liquid, a lot like Liquid Nitrogen. It's child and upon contact can explode, cause slight fires, things like that. It comes from pores on my palms and finger tips." Explained the young man, showing one hand to reveal a set of slightly raised pores at the tips of his fingers. " See, they're specially designed it seems." Chuckled the boy a bit.

[Krispey]

Maya smiled as he hadn't taken her stateing the truth as an insult. She too nodded at certian points as he explained his powers...Interesting, Maya thought. That's the first of that kind of power that she'd seen before. She laughed with him as he showed her the raised pores of his fingertips. Itwas actually cute! It's liek they were chanting 'Pores on command!!' Maya laughed on the insed at this thought. "Well, I know how old you are, which indeed was a shock, so how old do you think I am? Or better yet, how old do I look?"

[FrostyFayce]

Donovan looked her over a bit, trying to work her age out in his mind. He was thinking around 16, or 17 however Donovan would guess 18 as well. Just to be safe, but could she really be the same age as him. Eh, the young man pondered a finger tapping his chin in silence as the other was crossed over his chest.

" Well..."He began, thinking it over a bit more. " I'd have to say 17. Maybe year over or under. But, I doubt you're nineteen. No offense, mind you." He stated, giving a shrug of his shoulders. Hoping he wasn't wrong, and that Maya wouldn't get mad at thinking she was younger than she was, Donovan waited with great patience to hear her answer.

Let's see how my guessing is. He thought in silence, odd eyes looking to the left a bit. Out stretched one of his wings, exercising a muscle that seemingly had cramped up from the over-exercising.

[Krispey]

Maya smirked as he guessed. "I'm sixteen" She waited to see his reaction. Did she look older than she really was? Well, it was actually a compliment that he thought that she could have been seventeen. She eyed the wing. Maya, for some reason thought they were just soo cool! "How do you sleep at night? Ike, can you sleep of your back at all?" Maya asked, still caught p in the whole wing deal.

[FrostyFayce]

" I slip hanging from the cieling." Donovan said with such a sarcastic voice he couldn't keep a straight face. The young man laughed lightly and shook his head, looking to the side at the wing as it stretched. " I sleep like everyone else. Generally on my side or stomach. If I sleep on my back, they have to be spread out. But, I have no reason to sleep on my back, so I hardly ever do," Laughed the boy as he looked away from his wing and off into some space between him and Maya. He wasn't looking at her, it was obvious, but looking at something. Hell, Donovan didn't even know.

[Krispey]

Maya nodded, as she took in what he was saying, "Tha-" Maya was about to state something until she was jus nearly knocked off her feet once more, causing her sto stumble forward, but quickly regaining her balance. Some red-headed guy, who was obviously on speed or something crshed into her, doing some spin around trick of some sort. "Don, my man!! What's goin on?!?" asked Von, clearly estatic. Maya then slapped him on the bare arm that he exposed, "Dont you know you just nearly knocked me over?"
Von eyed Maya, "Dude, who is this chick? She clearly doesn't know who I am." Von said to Donovan. Maya glared, "I dont care who you are, at least acknowledge that I'm hear, and say, "My bad" or "Sorry", or something!" Maya felt like somewhat of a hypocrite after she'd previously bumped into Donovan, and hadn't said anything at all either. But this was different? How much different was it?

[FrostyFayce]

" Wha-Von! Whoa, where the hell have you been!?" Laughed Donovan. But his eyes fell upon Maya as she jumped up and continued to demand an apolog. It wasn't shocking to know that Don thought her a bit of a hypocrite but, she had a point. " Hey, That's Maya. Say sorry to her man, You don't just push past people. You know I don't like that type of crap!" Donovan suggested, looking to Maya to insure she was alright.

" Sorry about that, Maya. Von's a good friend of mine, he can be a bit pushy. You alright?" Donovan said, at first sounding apologetic and then a little joking and finally concerned. Could someone pull of such a quick double-mood swing? He didn't know, but that was Donovan for you.

[Krispey]

Maya shook her head as Donovan offered her, sympathy? An apology? Well, Maya couldn't tell, for his tone of voice chaqnged at least three times. Wierd. "No, it's okay, he doesn't have to apologize. Boys will be boys." Maya threw an annoyed glance at Von,"Besides, I think Id be a little hypocritical if I continued to demand an apology." Von shrugged his shoulders with the dismisal of his apology that she thought he owed her. "That's fine, I wasn't going to give you one anyway."

"Well, i think Ill be on my way, and let you boys have your fun." She brushed past Von, stopping in mid stride, "Oh, and Donovan, take it easy on your wings and back, I wouldnt want to have to carry you to the infirmary." Maya said in a joking yet concerned tone. When she had gotten far enough away, Von looked at Donovan, "Looks like you've got you a soon ta be girlfriend>" Von nudged Donovan.

[FrostyFayce]

" I'll be alright, Maya. See you around." Donovan cried over his shoulder, a hand thrown in the air in a wave as he smiled looking over that same shoulder. He looked away, hoping he would run into this new friend once more. But, he never knew anything as a certainty that was for sure. Hell, his parents were supposed to be something he'd have and those two left him!

" Man, shut it! She's just a friend." Donovan said, giving Von one extra hard shove. He hoped to knock his annoying, yet best, friend over and laughed softly. " Besides, we know what I'm like. I need someone who can keep up with my antics. Shes' a sweet kid, but I don't know." Donovan shrugged with another chuckle.

" By the way, where the hell have you been!?" He said looking Von over in annoyence. " I've been alone in this hallway being confront by damn near half the school." Donovan said, motioning to the room with his hand. Of course, he was somewhat exagerating as he usually did. But, he knew Von would understand. If Donovan had had a mouthfull of food and said all that, Von was sure to translate perfectly.

[Krispey]

Von stumbled, laughing, before returning the favor. "Oh, but what's your type again? Hairy and manly?" Von asked jokingly. He glanced back to a no-longer Maya, his attention re-diverting back to Donovan. "Man, I've been around, well, only for a few days or so. But I see you're still roamin the halls in search of trouble!" Von paused, "Oh wait, we are trouble." Von said, proud to admit to it. He was proud of his title, and was proud to have someone as daring and good as Donovan to share it. "Have you met any hotties lately?"

[FrostyFayce]

" Damn right we're trouble!" Laughed Donovan as he to was pushed and took his turn with stumbling. The young man straighten himself up and shook his head at the gay remark before thinking about the final question of his friends. The blue eye of his, outlined with that shocking orange looked up for a second in thought.

" Eh, I wouldn't call them hotties. Just a few ladies though, yes." Shrugged Donovan. Nothing had smacked him in the face when he though the word Hottie over and couldn't place a name in that category at the moment, " What about you, my friend? Anything?" Came the somewhat bored questioning.

[Krispey]

Von moved over to the window, taking a seat on the window pane. "Hah, I wish. Well, okay, I have, but I dont know them, and hadnt got a chance ta talk to them." He bit the inside of his jaw, "Well, most of em are younger than me, so I dont talk to em much." His New Jerseyian accent was heavy, that you would think her grew up there. Von, when someone would ask him about it, he'd lie, and say his parents were from there, which they very well could be, not that he would truly know. "So, what mayhem can we create?"