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KYLET SKY
Posted: Oct 3 2010, 03:38 AM


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It had been a long morning, and now she was sitting in her first period classroom...one of the few classes she took that was a senior class even though she herself was a freshman. Kylet was smart, had a pretty high IQ and this was why she had been placed in a few courses that were above her classmates levels. She sat in her desk, her legs crossed at her ankles, her pencil tapping against the side of her desk as her pretty brown eyes gazed at the clock, only a few more seconds until the bell would ring. She tried to keep her mind focused, set on the clock, the seconds, the minutes, the ticking because she knew if she looked away, if she lost focus, the voices in her head would start again, the voices of the thoughts of the people around her. She ran her free hand through her dark brown hair as it fell back into place in light waves. Gnawing on her bottom lip she tilted her head...clickclickclick...clickclickclick... pencil against the desk. Tick-tick-tick...the clock. Her knee shook up and down as she sat there abit antsy, she just didn't want to lose it, she knew some people thought she was mental but she knew it wasn't true... she just didn't understand why she was the way she was though either.

RING...one ring...RING... two rings... RING...three rings. Her eyes shot toward the door as the other students began filing in, she could block out the voices for now, but she wondered how much longer it would take before they would enter her head again and she would hear what people thought of her, what people thought of the other people around her... it was chaos when it started and half the time when she couldn't control it, her head felt as though it would burst. She leaned back abit in her seat as she kept her eyes on the door, the teacher seemed intrigued, maybe a new face? All she could do now was observe and see what was to come next.
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DEAN WINCHESTER
Posted: Oct 3 2010, 05:13 AM


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Down the hall a kid who seemed half with it, came causally towards the classroom. His style was cocky, his style was casual, HIS style was cool. Or so at least he thought anyways. Everything about him screamed bad boy. Everything, about him was always calm as still waters on the outside, but a raging male storm on the inside. This made him a formittable foe to try and deal with in school grounds. He was one who could come off as the school bully, but in the end be the most awesome guy on the planet. On the other hand he could come off to be the worlds biggest bad boy and class clown, but in the end be sweet, sexy, and straight forward. He was an all around first class smart ass, and everyone was to know it.

No matter who they were. With a cocky grin he made his way to the door of the classroom. He wanted to pose as causally not on time sort of but not late. If he got there before the last bell rang that was cool. If he got there after the last bell rang that was cool to. Either way, he didn't care. He'd be in class either way, bell or no bell. It just depended on his mood as to how late or early he would be.

But, Dean was feeling generous to be somewheres in the middle. Not too late but not too early. His leather jacket creaked as he carried his books under his right arm. A necklace his brother had given him years ago was gracefully dangling off his neck and bouncing only slightly back and forth. He liked the necklace so he wore the thing all the time, no matter what. Finally he reached the door and waited as the very last bell to be in class rang. He gave a smirk as he had just barely made the grade of getting into class just as the bell rang. He fully came in with that at a tough guy sort of swagger to his desk and sat down, and it was right near Kylet.

He looked over at her and gave a semi smile as he did so. He had a right to flirt. he wasn't pinned down to any gal or nothing, so he had the ability to look at other girls. Kylet was a good looking girl. At least for his tastes anyway. Dark hair seemed to be more of his swinging mojo. He didn't know why but it just was. So naturally he went with the vibe.

Hmm, she's kinda cute. Eh what am I saying i am not gonna be here long. So who the hell am i kiddin', he thought bitterly to himself. he had no idea that Kylet could read what he was thinking. Gah, school is so bogus. I still really don't know why the hell I have to be here. I should be out there with dad. Ah well, have to keep Sammy out of trouble I suppose.

As Dean got himself settled in, that was when the teacher announced him as being the new kid in the school. That was always a bad sign when the teacher decided to note that your the new guy in school. It left you to be the target of being either bullied or ignored by gangs and clicks within schools. He hoped he was going to be left with the reputation of being more left alone that bullied though if it came down to that. Alone was better than being dumpster dove. Or having the crap beat out of you. There were plenty of times though that he had to save Sam from such a fate. There was one thing he did make clear. That thing was, never mess with the Dean.

"Mr. Winchester, why don't you come up and tell us about yourself." the teacher stated more as a command than as a request.

Dean rolled his eyes, but got up anyways. He didn't really want to get up there and talk. He hated being in front of crowds. Especially ones of peers. It always made him feel uncomfortable and like he was on trial. Yeah, and you can go blow it out your ass too you douche, he thought to himself about the teacher. However he got up and walked over to the front of the class anyway. Smartly he turned around and looked at the class, his hands deep into his pockets. He looked the class over with a smart ass gaze and smirk.

"Okay so I guess i am supposed to give some grand soppy speech about myself. Well I will save my breath and your time. I am Dean Winchester. I like food, the ladies, sunsets on the beach, classic rock and cars, and I don't take crap from no one. Outside of that there is nothing, absolutely nothing interesting about me. So without further a due, I will take my leave of the front of the classroom," he says with a smart ass salute. He then looked over at the teacher end went back and took his seat where he had been at. He looked outside briefly at the nice day wishing he could be out there instead of inside. He then looked at Kylet again and gave a half smile. Dean then leaned back in his seat satisfied at his making himself established as to what he was, a Winchester like no other.
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KYLET SKY
Posted: Oct 3 2010, 05:40 AM


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Eh she's kinda cute...who the hell am I kiddin' and there it was, the voices, but this voice was new and as she watched the new boy sit beside her she simply glanced before looking forward again, her thoughts now seeming to focus themselves on the thoughts of this new kid and blocking out every other voice in the room. She heard the teacher direct him and she watched as he made his way to the front of the classroom, he spoke and that was the clarification that she needed that it was indeed him she had heard in her head. She gnawed on her bottom lip more as he stood there speaking and looking the class over, she wondered why he was so straight forward and careless, as if hiding a secret, as if he were too good for the rest of the world, but for some reason she felt appeal toward him now as he made his way back to his seat and sat back down beside her. The teacher seemed to drone on beginning a lecture and at this, Kylet turned in her seat abit to look over at Dean. She wished she could tell people sometimes the things that she heard them think but she knew better, they would think her crazier than they already did.

She could hear her pencil clicking against her desk still as she tapped it absently and then it slid from her fingertips and she gasped softly watching it fall to the ground and roll across the floor and stop at Dean's feet. As if she wasn't already nervous about him sitting beside her, he was what? Had to be 4 years older than her, he was a senior, she was a freshman, did she really stand a chance? She noticed he was in an almost daze staring out the window and she acted without thinking, slipping quietly out of her seat and onto her knees crawling just abit not very far and reaching over for her pencil. It took her a moment to realize what she was doing, when the other voices began to pound in her head now, that she was seeming to be embarrassing herself.

What is she doing?
Well thats a way to welcome the new kid, get his rocks off...
Damn Freshie, nice ass...

She whimpered slightly under her breath as the pounding continued and she was now too afraid to even move, too afraid to speak or even look up, but against her fears of at least looking up... she did. She looked up and found herself looking up at the new kid, her eyes wide, her pupils partially diallated due to all the thoughts protruding her brain, but the worst part was...she was kneeling right between the boys legs. Her cheeks turned the brightest red ever and she could hardly handle the pounding any more as she could hear the chuckling from the students around them, how was she supposed to talk to him now?

"I...I'm...My...."she stammered as she acted as ast as she could and showed him her pencil,"My pencil...I dropped my pencil..." she muttered as she looked down embarrassed as she knelt there her hair toppling into her pretty face, she wanted to run, to cry...but she couldn't move.
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DEAN WINCHESTER
Posted: Oct 3 2010, 07:26 AM


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Having noticed the girl on the floor he looked down at her. She really was cute. Daring at that too. Especially to be getting a pencil from near to where he was at. A bit kinky in his mind. The fact that she was right there between his legs. But even though there was a smirk, he also felt bad for her. He knew that the others in the class were smirking.

Sure it was one of those inter year classes where both seniors to freshmen could be in, but all levels were giving her hell and he could tell. He wasn't mean like that. Sure he was a kinky sort of guy, but pure out drama cruel no. He hated most poppy types. The best they were good for was a one night stand. Sometimes not even that if they themselves were the whore types. Those types just made him go bleh. They weren't his deal.

But this girl, this girl was different somehow. He couldn't put a finger on why, but she was. He gave her a half smile as he looked at her and then leaned down. His face getting close to hers. He looked into her eyes as he reached down and got her pencil for her. He then held it out to her as she was there on her knees frozen to the spot. The poor thing seemed to be terrified. But he wasn't sure as to why.

Was he that intimidating. To her he sure he hoped he wasn't. She seemed nice enough. Not the kind that he would want to give a hard time. But his gaze to her was warm and friendly. Not scary and frightening. He didn't want to pose as that to her. Many as a bad boy, but not a bad guy. Just a person this side of dangerous.

"Here," he said with that sweet smile still on his face. "Think nothin of it."

He then sat back up as the teacher looked over at them and cleared his throat. He gave a nervous sort of short laugh and waved a hand at the teacher. The teacher glared at him and some of the other students.

"Can we get back to the lecture now." he stated firmly. "Or do I have to start serving out detentions. Ms. Sky, please would you so kindly get back to your seat."

The rest of the class snickered, but the teacher gave them all a glower. That made them shut up until the teachers back was turned. They then snickered again and that was when Dean gave them a dirty look. A look of, shut your traps before I punch your faces in. Then most of the jerks in the back shut there traps, however, he couldn't get the cheerleader types to shut up. It figured they were air heads anyway. Bubble gum poppy princesses, like they can talk. Their sluts, and from the looks of them really bad ones in need of a good screw. But not one i will fix, bbleehh, he thought to himself. He watched the girl kylet sympathetically.
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KYLET SKY
Posted: Oct 3 2010, 07:40 PM


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When he brought his face extremely close to hers she looked into his eyes, her own still wide, what the hell was wrong with her? Why was she so nervous? Normally she held such poise and structure, self confidence. She couldn't take the pounding in her head any more, the teacher was speaking to her but all it sounded like was static and when Dean sat back up after handing her her pencil, it hit her hard. She dropped the pencil and brought her hands to the sides of her head as she closed her eyes cringing, her eyelids fluttering...not again...not again. She couldn't hear anyone any more, she couldn't see any of her surroundings anymore, instead she was now caught up in a vision that she was in the middle of.

She could see it, a motel, it was late at night. Herself with Dean in one of the rooms, laughing, giggling, a smaller boy that looked about her age, sat on his own bed with a book in his lap and headphones in his ears, probably attempting to block out the sounds of her and Dean messing around, and rolling around playfully wrestling with each other....She could hear a scream in the distance that was when she and Dean stopped dead in their activities and he reached under his pillow extracting a handgun and looking to Kylet. "Hold that thought.... he told her as he climbed out of the bed, zipping up his pants that he had unzipped two seconds ago. The younger boy had no idea what was going on until he looked up to see Dean heading for the door. Kylet crawled out of the bed, she herself was fully clothed as she walked after him,"No, I'm coming with you," she told him as she extracted a knife from her back pocket...........

She could hear now again, the people in the classroom mummbling and she knew they must be pointing at the girl who was still kneeling between the new kid's legs, who was now shaking and whimpering as if she were about to have a seizure. She could hear the teacher now abit more clearly."Mr.Winchester, I'd hate to do this to you on your first day but since you and Ms.Sky seem to be having such a good time together, would you escort her out of my classroom and make sure she is alright?" he addressed to Dean almost as if he didn't care about his student being in such a condition. Kylet reached out her hand as she opened her eyes to Dean, her eyes glossed over as if she were about to cry and when her hand reached out it dropped to rest on his knee as she looked up at him as if pleading for help.
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DEAN WINCHESTER
Posted: Oct 3 2010, 08:51 PM


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Dean looked at the teacher when he had asked for him to take her. It was a simple request. However, it was one that he most certainly didn't mind doing one bit. It got him out of class and that was fine for him. He look down again at the poor girl. She seemed to have something off with her. What he couldn't tell, but it didn't seem good whatever it was. So why not help her, at least it was better than having to sit and listen to the chuckle heads in the classroom for the rest of the period.

He looked back up at the teacher who in his mind seemed to have no regard for anything it seemed. It was not surprising in the slightest that the teacher was a dick though. Dean put a hand on hers and helped her get up. He didn't care if the rest of the class were gafawing at them or not. For all he cared they could go and screw a tree knot. He made sure that she got to her feet with one arm and grabbed his books with the other. He had a feeling he couldn't have time to come back to this class anyways. That and he didn't care if he did or not. He could find something else to do in the midst of this class going on see how he didn't like this teacher already.

Yeah I can take her you world class cheese dick, he thought to himself but instead said out loud, "Sure thing there teach."

He gave a renowned smile at the man that was teaching. If he could salute again he would to just continue to be a smart ass. However, all he could give as he stood there was a cocky grin. He looked around the classroom and then looked again at the girl. He helped to make there way to where the door was at the front of the classroom paying no never mind to the students still snickering. Eventually with a pose of difficulty he got the door open. He kept it propped open with his foot and only let it close one he was outside of it. He hated how some doors had that swinging closed ability.

Naturally he knew that it would be a bit to get her to the nurses station, but he figured that was where they were going to have to get to. First though he himself was going to make sure that she was alright. After all, what had happened in there seemed to be a pretty wicked incident. He himself had no idea what to make of it. So before he would go any further he leaned her up against a wall on the opposite side of the hall, away from the evil classroom. He then looked her up and down with concern. It was one of his non bad boy traits. Instead it was one of his hunter traits. Something very akeen to the real him.

"Are you okay?" he questioned softly.
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KYLET SKY
Posted: Oct 3 2010, 09:42 PM


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It didn't take too long for her to find herself being helped to her feet by strong hands and led to the door. She leaned against him absently as she wrapped an arm around the back of his waist in order to keep herself from collapsing due to the extreme pain in her head now. She heard his thought about the teacher and she released a small chuckle under her breath as they exited the room and a moment later she found herself being propped up with her back against the wall and looking face to face with Dean. She could feel her heart racing, she could sense the concern as he looked her over and she blinked a few times finally gaining her full ability to understand exactly what was going on around her now."Am I ok?... Depends on your definition of ok hun... if you mean am I physically alright, then I would have to say I am...decent, if you mean emotionally and mentally, probably not...."she muttered as she wrapped one arm around the front of her stomach and felt as though she were going to lose her balance so she gently grabbed him by the shoulder with her free hand.

She stumbled abit as she secured herself and found her forehead resting against his, her eyes still wide as she looked into his, he had pretty eyes, the kind of eyes someone would envy. She felt the red color leak into her cheeks again,blushing slightly as she tried to collect herself abit more. "I'm sure you probably wouldn't understand....you probably wouldn't believe me if I told you... but then again you might... but most people think I'm just crazy," she spoke softly as she kept her gaze locked with his, after all she had had a vision with him in it, most of her visions seemed to come true, even if they were minors things, but they did...so maybe he did know and maybe he would believe her after all, but she couldn't just explain without him wanting to know, and wanting to believe her.
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DEAN WINCHESTER
Posted: Oct 5 2010, 12:52 AM


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He looked her over some more. She really did need to go to the nurses station. It was going to be a bit to get her there. But it was worth the being out of class. That and she wasn't a bad looking girl. So why the hell not right. It would be worth the venture. That and worth the time put in.

She was rambling at that. It was for sure cute. He had to give her a short smile over that. He knew girls would do that all the time, but for some reason it seemed different with her. Not half as cheesy. But then again he was feeling sympathetic for her to. That may be something unsettling his judgement. At the moment he didn't care though.

"Why do you think that I wouldn't understand. What makes you so sure on that?" he stated calmly. "There are a lot of things I probably would or could understand. Just name it and see if I might."

He brush some hair out of her face that had fallen into it as he looked at her. His eyes were still filled with concern. He was going to make sure she got the the nurses station. That was the least he could do. He didn't know what had happened to her, but what he did know was that it had to of been pretty wicked stuff. Growing up, not that anyone else knew, he always had wanted to do either something with fire fighting or medicine. But alas the family business got in the way. It was the only thing really keeping him from a normal life. Though at the same time, he didn't care, he was still saving lives.

"Come on, let me get you to the nurses station. At least that way you can get some aspirin or something. You can tell me on the way if you'd like. I'll help ya if you can't get there on your own two feet. Otherwise we can walk together." he offered.
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KYLET SKY
Posted: Oct 5 2010, 02:04 AM


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She felt his hand brush her hair back and she shifted abit so she stood abit more upright as she kept hold of his shoulder gently. Could he really understand what it was like to hear the thoughts of everyone else? To barely be able to focus on your own thoughts because there was always someone elses thoughts stirring in your head? He may not be able to understand it in full, but he may be able to understand it on a level to where he knew she was not crazy...She tilted her head to the side allowing her hair to topple to one side out of her face as she bit her bottom lip and looked into his eyes once more. She was trying to see if he was thinking anything particular at the moment, she could heard his inner thought that the way she appearred to him right now was quite cute and this made her smile abit as she dropped her hand from his shoulder and lie it gingerly on his chest.

She cleared her throat abit and leaned her back against the wall abit more to remain stable as she thought what to tell him first. Nothing really seemed to click right away. "I hear things... things other people shouldn't hear... voices in my head, I am not crazy though, I hear thoughts, the thoughts of everyone else around me and at times, I just cannot control it... its like a pounding in my head that makes my ears want to bleed and my eyes want to pop... Aspirin can't fix it, the nurses station won't help, they all think I'm crazy and they don't know whats wrong with me, I don't tell them about it, so everyone thinks I am some mental case,"she tried to explain to the best of her ability as she glanced down for a moment at their shoes before looking back into his eyes.

"That last part in there... when I was whimpering, and holding my head... I blacked out from everything else around me and found myself in what I believe is a vision? I have tried to figure this all out on my own, I just don't understand why I have visions and can hear people's thoughts in my head? It makes no sense to me....and now you probably think I'm crazy..." she continued to explain but as she reached the last part of her words she whispered it softly before looking back down abit afraid to meet his eyes now.
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DEAN WINCHESTER
Posted: Oct 11 2010, 05:40 AM


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The girl was rambling that was for sure. Why did girls have to always ramble. As much as it was cute, they all seemed to do it. Then again like he could talk. When he's around a girl he gets all choked up and can't speak a word usually. Unless it is sexual innuendos. Then he could talk a mile a minute. However, now was not the time for such innuendos.

What she was going on about though seemed remotely crazy. But at the same time not so crazy. Granted he never seen such a spectacle, but at the same time it was not unfamiliar territory to him. He knew the strange, the weird, and hell even the out right fugly. So it wasn't something totally new as much as it was at the same time. He gave her a side long glance. He could tell she was very uncomfortable. Even down right feeling crappy.

"Hey, hey, hey..." he stated calmly. "What makes you so sure that I think your crazy. A bit strange yes, but not crazy. Your not a bad person. Look I really do know what its like to see things that are considered, different. Most are bad, some are down right ugly, but I don't think that you fit that category. You seem like a pretty and nice girl to me. You sure you don't want to go to the nurses station, not to take care of any of it? Well if your sure I won't lug ya all the way down there. Anyways, it is kinda a long walk to their. But I will do it if you want me to. However, on another note what you are saying is your psychic though right? Cause that's what it sounds like to me."
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KYLET SKY
Posted: Oct 13 2010, 07:06 AM


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IM THINKING, IM THINKING....
IM SPEAKING, IM SPEAKING....

At the mentioning of the nurses office again she eyed him and shook her head as she gently pushed him back keeping her hand on his chest as she stepped away from the wall and looked down the hall both ways before she grabbed him by the hand. Her head was no longer pounding, it was always a come and go feeling. She intertwined her fingers with his and a moment later she began leading him down the hall, she didn't need a nurse and she didn't need the stress of class right now, and if she was reading his mind and his vibes properly, he really didn't seem to care if he were in class or not right now. She kept glancing over her shoulder at him until she finally reached the end of the hall with him and she reached over opening a door to an empty classroom. This was a small rehearsal room that was only used during the winter and spring for musical practices. She pulled him into the room with her before she slowly let go of his hand and closed the door behind them. Enough light came in from the upper windows of the room that there was no need for a light to be turned on, no need to make the outside world aware that someone was in here.

She clicked the lock on the door before she turned and made her way to the seat at the piano and she looked over at him as she sat down."I have no need to go to a nurse.... they can't do anything about he pain in my head, or the voices.... yours included by the way.... you say I am psychic, alright that makes sense... but as well as that, I believe I must be telepathic too then because it would only be the proper explaination for why I can tell you that you think I am cute and you really don't care about being here, you have more important things to do than school, and the fact that you really wish you could have called Mr.Smith a cheese dick back there..." she said as she giggled abit and let her eyes dance as she did before locking back with his. She patted the spot on the piano seat beside her as she gestured for him."Sit with me....I don't bite... at least not viciously," she teased implying a sexual innuendo wondering if he'd play upon her words at all....he seemed like the type.

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DEAN WINCHESTER
Posted: Oct 27 2010, 04:19 AM


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Dean hadn't expected to be drug into a room. That made him feel a bit turned on, but at the same time uncomfortable due to the fact that he wasn't the one doing the dragging. He looked around the room first, seeing the thing for its emptiness. Then he looked at her as she made her comments. Ether the girl was out of it, or she really was implying what he thought he heard to be implied in her voice inflection. He liked girls that was obvious. But was he seriously that obvious. He would have to work on that better.

Ether way, he gave her a smile and then walked over to her. Gently he sat down next to her keeping his gaze on her. He then commented, "You sure, maybe you cold bite viciously. Haha, then again I don't think that would be half as cad as sitting through Mr. Smiths lectures."

He then paused and thought before continuing, "You you can really do all that huh. Ya know isn't some of that well, intrusion on another person mind. I mean after all what could you possibly know about me."

He gave a nervous laugh. Dean wasn't sure if he wanted to know. But he had let the cat out of the bag so to say. Now he was going to have to live with whatever answer came his way. So he sat there waiting to see what she would do. He wasn't one to beat around the bush. So if he came as harsh, he hadn't meant to. Dean just sometimes stuck his food in his mouth.
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KYLET SKY
Posted: Nov 10 2010, 05:23 PM


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She grinned as he made his comment about her biting viciously and she looked down at the piano running her fingertips across the keys lightly as they rang out a soft sweet tune before she stopped at his following words. She looked at him and tilted her head as she allowed her eyes to meet his and she bit her bottom lip taking in the truth of his words before she spoke.

"It may be an intrusion of privacy but it's something I don't neccessarily have control over... its not a selective thing unless I really force it, but for some reason you're thoughts were abit more overpowering than all the rest in that room...." she mused as she took her hands away from the piano and she absently dropped one hand to his knee and leaned in toward him abit so her face was about an inch from his as she thought briefly nothing struck her immediately but as if a gust of wind hit her she could hear his thoughts again.

She closed her eyes abit and she sighed as she took in a deep breath and opened her eyes again after sifting through the thoughts that just hit her."Well that explains why you're not so freaked out about all of this.... its not very often I get to meet other hunters..." she muttered as she hesitantly looked into his eyes, did she find out too much? Or would he catch on that she said she was one too and would he be ok with it?
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