I WANNA ROCK(sen/open)

[Nicolus Cole(Niko)]

Niko sat in the library, his classes done for the day without to many people's thoughts going through his head and somehow was avoiding his brother. Gods, that prick was annoying. If he got one more horse riding offer with that gay little British accent, Niko swore he would tear his throat out. Course, he was the better telepath for now. Seriously, he grew up with the start of all this trouble that spoiled him rotten, and if he walked into another of his dreams, He was gonna strangle the twerp. He couldn't walk into anyone elses dreams, and that pissed him off.

Niko was sitting in the comic section, confident that his brother would be out riding at this time. He crossed his legs, happy that barely anyone else was in the library, and their thoughts were all calm, reading and studying. It was peaceful. Even their thoughts were quiet here. He put his headphones in, and started to play lost prophets, meditating. He breathed out, controlling his breathing and he felt around, and attached a small mental link to the librarian. It was small enough to not be noticed by her and big enough to use by him. He sighed, and then dove into mind space.

His five senses vanished one by one till only the mental realm of the minds remained. It was hard to discribe, but he could feel the mental energies all around him, the traces of the other students, the feel of the emotions that students left on the books, and indents where they walked.....It was like looking at a crime scene with a god's eye view. He learned he could do this, but only when he was still and a link back to the real world out side mind space. That was the librarian to him right now. Plus, retreating here, he felt like no one could bother him. Not even that annoying twerp.

Niko ran his mental hands(figurative hands) over the book's energies, feeling his classmates energies on them, and one particular strong one. He dismissed it, nodding as he grabbed the link back and pulled himself out of mind-space. he didn't trust himself to stay long. He once stayed to long and almost died. Not to be repeated.

Niko blinked, hearing the next song and found he been under for a good 9 minutes. Not bad. He felt around, and then tried to raise his Mind's shields like his brother had done when he tried to invade his mind. After a second, he stopped hearing the voices. He blinked. He could still feel their presence, but their surface thought no longer were there at his attention. He gave a small outburst, and then laughed. It was so good! No more worries about some stupid girl/boy not liking them. No more pimple shits! oh gods, if he could master this, then he might actually survive this ordeal! But that meant fighting with his Luca more. Niko smirked, thinking," If I can learn how to control this by fighting him, then bring it on." he smirked, but lost his shields and the voices came in again. He went back to meditation, and the shields were back.

Niko had a feel for his brother. He seemed like the pompus prince of the castle, given everything. You could tell just by looking at them there was some difference. Like how they dressed, and Niko had more muscle on him, or how Niko scowled at everything and luca was more.....shy and not outgoing about everything but him. It was annoying. Jeez. But Niko had learned how to see his enemies tactics and learn them if he survived. "I need to learn more, but I don't have and gifted classes right now, and that teacher is not for me. If i have to hear how he think sarah is cute anymore, I'll tell the staff." He growled, frustrated. He didn't care about these people. Seriously. He couldn't even go near one teacher with out getting a nose bleed, and no one took it as a mental overload and not a Hentai reaction. It was so fucking annoying. Niko sighed, trying to regain his cool as some people walked in. He felt it, thinking," great. more minds to annoy me." He didn't let it show, his body in a forced relaxed state.

[Ethan Fabre]

Ethan Fabre

The French boy lingered by the entrance of the library, gnawing at his bottom lip uncertainly as he clutched his school bag to his body. Russet eyes seemed to glare at the massive bronze doors, and his dark eyebrows furrowed as he slowly, but meticulously begin to take a step towards the doors. Although he realized that his reaction towards the library was ridiculous and unnecessary, the sixteen year old couldn't help but scowl as he stepped through the threshold of the doors. It wasn't as if he held some sort of personal grudge against it. How could he? It was simply a building, a place filled with informative books and sources for students to use. If anything, he should be grateful! But, the thing was that he was never quite big on reading and since attending the academy, he began to develop a hatred for the English language. If is hadn't been for that damned English project he had to do, the young elemental wouldn't have gone within a one hundred foot radius of the place. Though the brunette admitted that English was advantageous for some things, like watching American sitcoms for example, the linguistics of the language was beyond comprehension for the boy. It amazed him how he was even able to speak the language fluently, though he supposed that speaking it and actually learning how to write it were two completely different matters. Still, there was no reason for him to come to the academy in the first place. Why would he? So, he was able to throw a few rocks around. It didn't mean he was in the same league as those mutants or freaky shifters. The boy was honestly just a normal kid with a few quirks about him. Really.

His eyes darted around the wide space, absorbing the numerous shelves of books that occupied the place. Well, it was to be expected. It was a library after all. Shoving his hands into the confines of his pockets, Ethan began his search for a librarian. For his English project, he had to make a brief biography about his favorite author on a multimedia presentation. Simple enough, right? Though by no means an expert, the brunette was able to find his way around technology and such, so creating the presentation was not an issue for him. The problem, however, lied in the fact that he knew no authors to begin with. Sure, he knew a few popular ones, but he hadn't bothered to read any of their works. If he recalled correctly, the last book he even touched was some science fiction novel he was forced to read Freshman year, which was roughly a year ago. Approaching the front desk, he rang the bell for assistance. But several minutes later, it was growing apparent that no one was going to come aid him. His scowl deepened, and the male turned around to look for a book himself. Nearing the horror section of the library, the French teen yanked a few books off the shelves, his brown eyes briefly skimming through the inside flap and back of each book for a synopsis of the novel. Though a select few piqued his interest, the majority didn't, so he carelessly crammed the books back onto the shelf. Wandering around the library for a place to sit, he was soon dismayed that most of the seats were taken.

"Damn it," he muttered. "So many fucking people today."

The teen poked his head into the comics section where there were less crowding. Though it was true that there were a few other students scattered here and there, the boy was relieved that his personal space was being invaded. Glancing around, he found a vacant seat. A white-haired male roughly his age sat there, too, but Ethan took no notice and set his bag on the floor as he set to work pouring over the pages of his books, a typical bored expression on his face. He soon realized, however, that a number of the words were difficult for his mind to comprehend. God, how he hated reading English.

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✿ Tags: Niko.

✿ Notes: Sorry for late post. ;u;

[Nicolus Cole(Niko)]

Niko felt a strange mind come near him. It was.......such a different flavor. "What is this?" niko thought, tilting his head in the physical world as the boy sat near him and started to read. Niko mentally smirked, no emotion showing on his face as he Slowly sank back into mind space.

His five senses vanished as only his mental vision reminded. He slowly drifted away from his body, the noise deafening from the new students in the Library, specially from the one next to him. He quickly with drew back out of mind space, gasping and holding his head, and looked at the kind next to him.

Niko narrowed his eyes, and saying," you don't think in English do you? That's why the feel is wrong, But thoughts are universal it seems. Huh. That's interesting." He smirked. He would understand someone even if they were thinking in a different language. He narrowed his eyes, and asked," Do you hear this in English or your native tongue?" Course, he thought it to him, his power of Teleplathy happening. He tilted his head again, examining his surface thoughts. He could only read that far without the person feeling them in their head, minus other telepaths.

"Sorry, but your mind's flavored so different from the usual mind's I feel all over the place." Niko tilted his head again, an act he wasn't aware of when he was thinking about something. It was....kind of nice. After a second of examining, the Mind's texture was getting pretty common. "Huh. So if was just the influence of another language that made it so."

"Sorry about that Ethan. I didn't mean to invade your privacy. Names niko." he pulled his sheilds back up around his mind, blocking out Ethan's thoughts. He grasped the name from his head before he blocked off the thoughts. "If you like, I've never really done this before, But I might be able to help with the english problem. And no, I didn't need to read your mind for that. Your squinting at the book did that enough." He smirked, sarcasm on his voice.