Gifted Dreamer

Hank simply nodded his head in understanding at Ryant’s words. The kid could most likely take care of himself, with all the powers that seemed to be at his disposal. So it would be fine.

Just as he was starting to flick through the menu- though he already knew what he was getting- Ryant asked him about his week. Of course he was going to at some point, but still, it took him a little off guard. “Uh, me week? It’s been… You know.. Alright, I guess… Nothing to note, really.” He said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

Ryant could easily tell that Hank was avoiding something, but it wasn’t his place to pry. All he could do is tell Hank that he’s there for him. “Hank if you ever need to talk, about anything, just know that I’m here.” He divulged, since Hank was so kind enough to worry about him, Ryant felt that he should let him know that he can talk to him if he needs to.

Seeing the stranger’s anger, Luke took a couple steps back and held their hands up defensively. “Sorry sorry sorry.” They rolled off, this was probably the worst way they could ever meet anyone. “I teleport, I thought I was going to my room, but all the rooms look the same and I must have miscalculated and I’m really really sorry.” Already Luke could feel their palms sweating and their breathing speeding up. 

No anxiety attack, no anxiety attack. They pleaded with themselves to not freak out, and focused their mind to try and calm down. “I’m sorry, and Luke, i’m Luke and I’m sorry.”

Looking at the panicked expression on person before him made Ryant feel bad. He didn't mean to come off as angry he was just surprised. Being at the school has made him start to question the safety of himself and who he can trust. Calming down a bit, he let the energy ball disappear as he hoped off his bed and walked a bit closer to the boy. "Hey hey, clam down I'm not going to hurt you. You just really surprised me." He said trying to sound comforting.

He could see the signs of the an anxiety attack starting to surface on the other boy. Ryant was never really one to get them, but he knows friends who have. He heard story's from them about how it feels and it never sound good to him. Then he got an idea to hopefully calm down the other boy enough so that he could apologize to him. Closing his eyes, Ryant imagined that he was sending waves of calmness to the other to calm him down.

“Lucky guess,” Meredith said with a smile, “and, uh, I work at Petrelli. I think I may have seen you on my way out or in the halls, something. Most people, well, when they look for Suresh’s book, it’s for themselves or their friend or kid or something.” She said, shrugging, but ducking her head a little, “sorry, didn’t mean to freak you out.”

Sighing, Meredith shrugged, “so like, assuming I haven’t totally scared you away, the book’s down there. It’s a good read. And like, Petrelli totally has better Ability related works than the selection here,” She said, lowering her voice.

"Right," Ryant said thought he was a little skeptical of librarian. But when she brought the school any thought of about her faded away. "Oh you work at Petrelli. I was actually going to check there first but I figured since I was out might as well check here." Ryant said, he figured that he could always check the Petrelli library since he was going to be at the school more often than anywhere else. He then mumble the word true in response to the women's comment.

The arrangement of the spiral arms in the galaxy Messier 63, seen here in a new image from the NASA/ESA Hubble Space Telescope, recall the pattern at the centre of a sunflower. So the nickname for this cosmic object — the Sunflower Galaxy — is no coincidence.

Listening as Ryant went through his week, Hank had to stop himself from seeming too jealous. That was a much better week than he’d had. He could only hope that he’d actually be able to talk about it properly at some point.

As they walked into the restaurant, he picked a table in the corner so they could talk without anyone really overhearing. “Be careful with him.” Obviously it was up to Ryant who he went on dates with, but you always had to be weary of sketchy people. “If you think he’s worrying, just… You know, be careful.”

“Thanks for the advice Hank, but I already know. I’m still wary of him and the things he says but I figured why not have some fun while I’m at it.” Ryant explained to his roommate who had showed concern for him. He couldn’t help but feel a little happy at the fact that his roommate, who he hasn’t know for long, cares enough about him to worry about his safety. He sat down at the table Hank had picked out. It was off to the corner, away from anyone who could listen in on their conversation. That he was glad of; some people could just be so nosy.

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Since they were in a school of mutants (which they knew probably want the politically correct term, but used anyway), Luke knew they might as well train their own mutant powers. At first they were just doing small things - zapping from one side of the path to the other. It wasn’t anything new, but it was good to get warmed up. Eventually, after about an hour of dotting about the campus, Luke decided they wanted to relax and head back to their dorm. Well by this time, they were starting to feel confident; who needs to walk to their dorm, when they can teleport?

Apparently the answer was Luke Grimsby. Even though they’d visualized their dorm room perfectly, and even though it had seemed that they’d gotten it right when they first teleported in, when Luke turned to look at his bed, he saw someone that was definitely not his roommate. “Oh…” Luke stood their awkwardly as realization began to dawn on them. “This…. this is not my room, is it?”

Instead of going to a useless class, like physics or chemistry, that he won’t really use ever again in his real life; Ryant had decided to stay in his room and read those comics that he had so graciously bought last Tuesday. He just loved delving into the universes that each comic had. There was always new character that he could obsess over.He had just about finished the second volume of the Wicked and Divine when heard the sound of someone in his room. 

Ant was currently in a darkened alley. After he had nearly escaped the confines to the god forsaken mental institution he was in. He had manged to get away with the help of his new found ability. All he had to do was just think about whatever he wanted and it happen like he had control over the world around him. It came in handy when he had to take out the guard in front of the exit. All he did was imagine him feeling the worst pain he had ever felt and soon the man had collapsed on the ground writhing in agony.