Intimidation

[Arihant]

“You know what I mean? I hope so.”
He stared at Isolde for a second.
He’d never really realised that she was just so nice. He had felt apprehensive about telling people about that aspect of why he came – hell, he hadn’t even told Kira yet, in so many words, let alone Kennedy and Lynn. And he didn’t know about Kira’s reaction, but he thought it fairly certain that if he had told the twins the response would not have been nearly so kind.
He still didn’t believe it was true about people fearing his power as opposed to him (after all, the two were kind of a package deal) but the fact that she had actually taken the consideration to reassure him, to try and make him feel better about it…
Isolde was a good person.
“Yeah,” he said quietly, smiling embarrassedly and looking down at his notes again. “Thank you.”
He swallowed, then a moment later he roused himself enough to look up and smile properly at her. “So why did you come here?” he asked.

[Isolde Moore]

"Well mainly for the fact that when I first found out about my powers...I kind of started to freak out but stopped myself from doing it. I began to do some research and diggin' around to find out more. I joined a coven but left very quickly when I found out that they were...well not true let's say. I surfed the net and this place came up wide and clear. I tried to persuade my sisters to coem with me, convince them they have powers too, I think I'm only starting to get to my little sister though," she frowned.
"Though it kills me to be seperated from them...I have to be. I need to learn out more about my powers but so far I know a lot about one and about a quarter of the other one," she laughed a smidge.
"I like it here, I don't think I could fit in another place better than here even if I tried...apart from my Irish Dance group..which reminds me, I have to phone Janice and find out when regionals start," she added on.
"What do you think of it?"

[Arihant]

"I, uh..."
He paused, not quite sure what to say. "It sounds pretty reasonable, I guess," he said after a moment's deliberation.
And then one detail of what she had said suddenly jumped out at him, and he had to ask her about it. His d*mn curiosity was really going to get him in trouble some day. After all, asking all these people questions - it didn't take a genius to see that it was only a matter of time before they started to ask some back.
"Sorry, I don't mean to pry," he said, realising that the words were pretty null and void. Sorry, I don't mean to pry, but I'm going to anyway. "But you said... you said that you joined a coven - do you mean witches, then?"
All things considered, she probably did. He should really have stopped being surprised by this school several months ago, but, idiot that he was, he always thought he knew the whole story when really, he had no idea at all. None whatsoever.

[Isolde Moore]

"Well, not real witches, but in saying that yes. That sort of coven but like I said, it didn't help diddly squat," she laughed.
She liked Arihant. He was nice and he also respected other people's privacy. I fhe did ask a personal question he always seemed to excuse himself first and then ask but he was also somewhat hesitant.
"I know, it's crazy joining something like that in hopes that you might find out something new to do with your powers but I did," she laughed.
"It's quite warm isn't it?"

[Arihant]

He smiled, grateful for the easy subject.
"Yes, I suppose... for here," he said, rearranging his papers. They were all over the place, and he didn't think that collecting them would be all that easy unless he started slowly. "But I still feel cold - this is what it was like in winter in India. I don't like to think what it's going to be like when we into the next term. Maybe I'll have to wear two pairs of gloves."

[Isolde Moore]

Isolde laughed.
"It's not that cold...though from where you used to live i suppose it is," she added.
She watched him collecting his notes together. She picked up a thicker pencil and started to pronounce the stripes on the tiger a bit more and it's eyes.
"So, you going anywhere for the summer?" she asked tryiong to keep up the conversation.

[Arihant]

"Um, no, I don't think so," he said, slipping a couple of the many, many pens that scattered the desk back into his pencilcase. "My friends Kennedy and Lynn asked me if I wanted to go back to Scotland with them, but then they realised that seeing as how their apartment only has two bedrooms for four people as it is that that... might not be such a good idea. They don't think ahead very well."
Understatement.
"And you? Are you going back to Ireland?"

[Isolde Moore]

"Yes, I will be going back to Ireland," she smiled, "Going back to the rain, the cold and the green landscape and weather," she laughed a bit.
"Though I think I would like to stay here, get to know the shcool a bit better before the summer ends and the gates open again," she shrugged, "But I also want to go back and see my family for a bit,"

[Arihant]

"That makes sense," he said, zipping up his pencilcase. A quick glance at the clock showed him that he'd have to get to breakfast pretty soon if he wanted to catch Lynn on time - Kennedy, of course, being much too lazy to even bother coming down to breakfast half the time. Now that he actually had friends to sit with, he didn't take too kindly to sitting on his own in the canteen.
Come to think of it, that was how he had met Isolde, wasn't it? Wow.
It felt so long ago now.
A thought hit him. "What part of Ireland are you from?" he asked, suddenly thinking of Kira. She was from around Dublin, wasn't she?

[Isolde Moore]

"I live in the SOuth of Ireland. In Waterford," she laughed suddenly at what part of Waterford she lived in was called.
"Sorry, it's just the place where I live has a funny name...well too me it does and it never fails to amuse me,"

[Arihant]

He smiled, gathering his books into a neat pile on the centre of his desk - a task that was easier said than done, considering the vast messiness of his whole work ethos. "Why? What is it called?"

[Isolde Moore]

And of course. She thought of the name and burst out giggling.
"Sorry, like I said, it never fails to amuse me," she apused and calmed herself down a bit more before answering him, "I come from Ballyhoo,"
She got a pen that had rolled of the table and handed back to him...bent.
"Sorry about that, I still ahve to get better control on the power," she sighed.

[Arihant]

Really, in the grand scheme of things, Arihant didn't think of Ballyhoo as being a very strange name, but he supposed he was biased. All the names in Britain seemed strange to him. Particularly Edinburgh - it took him quite a lot of time and quite a lot of cajoling from the Delaneys to figure out how to pronounce that one - Manchester, and Bath. Bath most of all, actually. It mustn't just have been him who thought that that was a very strange name for a town, of all things.
He took the pen back, smiling. "It's all right; I have a hundred more where that came from. Is plastic very difficult to control, then?"
He had to face it; he still, more or less, had absolutely no idea about this place.

[Isolde Moore]

"Well, it's not exactly difficult, I mean if you are making something or re shaping something then it's grand because you know what you're doing but if I pass a pen like I did too you and wasn't really paying attention the power just sort of runs through me without me being aware of it and things like that happen." had she just explained what a power was like?!
She smiled at that.
Usually she was the one something was being explained, to.