#spinylittlething

((Sounds about right. .-. I was never actually checked for it and it's not something I was ever really aware I did often until college but looking back on even old assignments in elementary school - I did it a good bit. I do remember my mom and teacher debating early on if I was dyslexic in the 1st grade or kindergarten - but that was more or less because I was left handed and they forced me to use my right hand so for a little bit I would write letters like "j" backwards (but then again how many kids that young don't? ). I never had any problems reading though outside of doing group readings in class bored me because we read stupidly easy books and even when going to the library we would be forced to "stay on our level" - so I used to just pull random old books off of my mom's shelves)) 

"Brilliant! More new faces, I love meeting new people. Hello! I'm the Doctor."

He pulled out his phone and dialed the last person he had talked to, his porcupine friend Elias. He knew that the porcupine had to be near the lair, and would gladly come and help him home, possibly fix up the cracks in his shell as well. He pressed the phone to his ear and waited for a response.

Lazzy only shruged her shoulder, she had seen a lot of mutants as of late, "It's really not a big deal, your way nicer then that gang I met a week back... But any ways, how are you doing?"