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Post by henry on Dec 1, 2008 20:45:15 GMT -5
Nov 28th
Henry wasn't sure he should be here. Not after what had happened to him earlier. He didn't want to come here in the first place so why should he be here? Oh yeah, so Amanda could babysit him while James was away at work. Was it even fair to have a relative working at a school you were attending? Wasn't there some law preventing this? Well there should be.
Henry brooded through the hallway, trying hard not to think about anything really. Well, unless you count having an additional power in your arsenal because you killed a guy not important. No, Henry shook his head. He wouldn't think of it as that. He'd think of it as his powers evolving. Yeah...that'll work. Henry slammed his head against his locker multiple times. "Ow. Ow. Ow." he said after each hit, not caring for the looks he was getting from the students.
He slung his book bag over his shoulder and walked out of the building. Thank god for recess. Henry didn't think he could handle class right now. He found a random seat and sat down. He needed something to do and at the moment he was wishing he could just go to his motorcycle and do something with it. Sigh he got up and walked around one of the game courts. He was so much in thought he didn't see something it him until it was too late. "F-" he yelped before falling over. "What hit me?" he asked.
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Post by bruceadams on Dec 1, 2008 23:42:42 GMT -5
Soccer had always been Bruce's sport, he loved to play it. He was a midfielder, running all over the field. It was a good position for him, he was physically fit. He wore a singlet top, trying to show off his muscles to Carla. The ball was passed from his teams defense, and Bruce ran in and grabbed it. He ran a few meters, taking it over the halfway line, running in with the other teams Midfielder. Bruce did a stepover over the ball, moving his leg to look like he was going to kick it, and knocked it with the other foot, right through the guys legs. Bruce ran around him, and doing a Maradona Turn around the player. He passed the ball to the far corner, running into the center, as the ball was kicked back into the center by his fellow player. He jumped up, getting a strong foot to it, and kicking the ball into the back of the net. As the ball hit the net, it tore under the pressure, flying as fast as it could possibly go, and hitting someone in the head. The guy, about Bruce's age, fell over. Bruce ran over to make sure he was alright. "Dude, are you ok?" He said, helping him up. "Sorry, that was me, the kick was a bit... strong. Went through the net." He said, grinning. "Hey, Im Bruce. I saw you before. Your Rebekahs friend, right? Her Boyfriend is my brother"
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Post by henry on Dec 3, 2008 21:02:04 GMT -5
Henry swore that next time he ever went out to think, he'd make sure to avoid the soccer field. His head was spinning and he barely heard what the guy was saying. He shook his head to clear out the cobwebs. Looking up, he recognized Bruce from the first day of school. "Oh yeah. You're the kid with the twin that nearly killed each other during recess."
Henry hadn't been there personally, but new traveled like wildfire. "And yeah, I do remember seeing you when Niki made us demonstrate powers." he added. "I didn't know you played soccer. I also didn't know you could blow someone's lights out with a soccer ball." Henry added, shaking his head once more.
"Nice to meet you again." Henry said. "I'm Henry by the way. The geek who fixed the clock."
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Post by bruceadams on Dec 4, 2008 17:07:29 GMT -5
Bruce just laughed when Henry mentioned about him and James nearly killing eachother at recess. Thinking he would show off to Henry, he said "Yeah, that was me. I got a cool new ability out of it too. Blood Transfusion." Putting his hand to his arm and heating it up, burning the skin. Removing his hand to show Henry the skin just heal back.
"Yeah, I was in that class aswell." He said, nodding to Henry. He felt a little awesome when Henry commented on his soccer. "Yeah, I'v played soccer since I was a kid. I got quite skilled at it over the years. That, and the extra strength of my ability, i pretty much can knock anyone out with it."
He stuck his hand out to shake Henry's. "How did you fix that clock so quickly? I mean, how did you know what was wrong with it?"
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Post by henry on Dec 4, 2008 21:20:21 GMT -5
Henry watched Bruce burn himself and was amazed that his skin healed itself. His eyes widened. He didn't know how he did that. Blood transfusion wasn't a very helpful hint on telling him who gave Bruce that ability. He only knew one other person that could heal themselves and that person was Clair.
"Isn't that cheating?" Henry asked, referring to the use of powers in a soccer match. "Nice that you played soccer for such a while. I'm not so good at sports myself, but I'm pretty good with motorcycles and skates." Henry said. He didn't normally talk about his hobbies, but he felt like he could open up a bit to Bruce. He was a nice guy and it seemed to be rubbing off on him. Henry was starting to feel less emo.
"Oh, the clock. It's my power. Lets me understand how stuff works. Once I've understand it, I gain a natural gift for it. Basically it's like gaining a new skill." Henry explained. "Speaking of which, it's sort of how I can gain more powers." Henry added. He was only saying this because he now knew of someone who also gain another power. Sure not the same way as Henry did, but still counts right? Henry looked at the soccer ball that had assaulted him and with a flick of his wrist he sent the ball soaring into the air. As it came back down he caught it. "Still getting used to it though, but like I said, my powers lets me understand how it works, so it'll be a lot easier to master than most people."
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Post by bruceadams on Dec 6, 2008 5:04:08 GMT -5
"Oh yeah. I used to skate. That was when my ability first started. Of course, I had to stop cause my board kepting catching on fire" He said, laughing at his own joke, his own story.
"Oh! Your power seems cool. So, tell me, how does my ability work then, Henry?" He said, wanting to understand how Henry's ability worked. Then he mentioned that he could gain more abilities that way. Was that it, did Henry have the same ability that Sylar did.
"Like... Sylar?" Bruce said, wanting to know the answer to his thoughts. "Surely your not going to turn into a psycho killer though, right?"
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Post by henry on Dec 8, 2008 6:15:16 GMT -5
Henry laughed at the joke. He was actually imagining what would happen if someone was skating and then their board just decided to lit up in flames. Now that would be something he'd pay to see. However, the laugh fell silent at the mention of his powers. Bruce wanted him to tell him how his powers worked. Henry decided the ground looked pretty interesting right about now.
"Uh, well....It kinda doesn't work like that really...." Henry said. He powers only worked if he got to see the inside of something. He had to see the inner workings of something for it to work. HE figured that's why he worked so well with mechanics. At the mention of Sylar, Henry's eyes grew dark.
Sylar, or Gabriel as Claire had called him, was the one who got him on his nervous streak. He was the one who had said he would end up like him. Henry didn't want to become a serial killer, but would he be able to help it. Sylar was the only other person Henry knew of with the same powers. If a grown man couldn't control his powers, what made Henry think he could?
"Well....yeah...." Henry said slowly. He didn't want to scare off Bruce. He just met the guy and he didn't want to make any enemies at the moment. "but I'm not going to turn out like him. Least I hope not." the last part was said at a lower volume than the first part.
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Post by bruceadams on Dec 10, 2008 19:48:53 GMT -5
Bruce was a bit disappointed that Henry couldn't work out how his powers work, but perhaps it wasn't that, it was that he didn't want to use his ability, that Sylar had scared him, which made Bruce's comment about Sylar a bad thing to do.
Henry didn't seem exactly, happy to talk about Sylar, so Bruce cut him off. "Oh, man, I'm sorry, I shouldn't of bought it up" He said to him. When Henry said he wasn't going to turn out like him, that he was hoping he wouldn't.
"Dude, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that, it wasn't supposed to sound so bad" Bruce said to him. "You seem like a straight enough guy, Im sure you won't turn into that monster"
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Post by henry on Dec 13, 2008 12:14:49 GMT -5
It was easier said than done actually. One with intuitive aptitude had to have constant control over it. If not, you could end up becoming obsessed with the hunger. To want more, to understand more, to have more. IT was a ticking time bomb waiting to happen. However, Henry was determined not to let it take control of it like Gabriel let it.
Henry frowned. Why was he still calling Sylar by his real name? Was it because he felt sorry for the guy. The only one who knew what was really going on in the head of Gabriel...Sylar, was probably Henry himself, or anyone else with intuitive aptitude. After all, who else would know the difficulty of control but someone with the same power.
"Yeah, that's what my brother said." Henry told Bruce solemnly. Henry decided to change the topic before his head exploded. "So, I remember seeing you with some other people on the first day. Who were they?"
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Post by bruceadams on Dec 15, 2008 4:44:04 GMT -5
Henry was obviously eager to change the subject. Bruce could understand, If he had a possibility of becoming a mass murderer, he wouldn't want to talk about it either. Henry asked him about the people he was with before.
"Oh, before. That was my brother, James, his girlfriend, Rebekah and my girlfriend Carla. Between you and I, soon to be fionce'" Henry said, grinning. "Of course, she has to say yes first" He said, thinking about this a hoping that when he finally does ask her, she agrees.
"Well anyway, Henry. Im sick of soccer, you want to go get a coffee or something? Talk more?" Bruce asked him, Henry seemed like a nice kid and god knew that Bruce needed more guy friends.
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Post by henry on Dec 15, 2008 17:41:55 GMT -5
Henry was clad Bruce was willing to change the subject. He really didn't want to talk about Sylar, or going power hungry, or slicing people's heads open and eating their brains....Ok, now Henry was thinking he really needed to lay off on horror flicks. He tuned those thoughts out of his head and listened to Bruce talk about James, Rebekah, and Carla. He didn't know Carla had a link to Bruce. Guess she was making some friends outside of himself.
"Coffee sounds like a great idea." Henry said pleasantly. He could sure use a drink. Began to walk ahead when he realized he still had the soccer ball in his hands. "Whoops." sheepishly, Henry returned the ball back to the field via telekinesis. He was actually getting better at it.
"So, know any good places?" Henry asked.
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Post by bruceadams on Dec 16, 2008 4:54:19 GMT -5
Bruce laughed when Henry used telekenisis to send the ball over to the soccer field. Bruce decided to be a smartass the countered the Henry's ability with the wind, but eventually let it go back, calling to the others, saying he was heading off for a drink.
"Umm, how about Starbucks? Thats the only place in this area really. The coffee is crap but the service is good, and they sell some good cookies" he joked, walking outside the school with Henry, taking the turn off to walk down to Starbucks.
"So? You seemed to know Rebekah? How do you know her, whats she like?" He asked Henry.
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Post by henry on Dec 16, 2008 17:30:37 GMT -5
Henry shrugged at the suggestion of Starbucks. He didn't really care where they went. Coffee was coffee and he didn't care where he got his cup of joe from. Well as long as one of his relatives didn't make it. God he could still taste the foul taste of liquid beans in his mouth. Although the mention of cookies was the clincher for him. Coffee and cookies, what could be better.
"Rebekah's a sweet kid." Henry said truthfully. Her and Claire were probably the only girls he ever talked about without mentioning about specific parts of the body. Hey he was a boy what did you expect. "She's nice and her powers are pretty cool. She was shy at first but she opened up real fast." Henry left out the part of witnessing her kill someone, but he figured what he gave Bruce was good enough.
A thought dawned on him a little while after they started to walk. "Hey, weren't you at Clair Bennet Petrelli's wedding? Carla was the bridesmaid wasn't she?"
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Post by bruceadams on Dec 17, 2008 3:23:36 GMT -5
Henry seemed fond of Rebekah. Although, Bruce had not yet witnessed Rebekahs ability, he had heard that it was phasing or something similar. He and Rebekah were friends, and Bruce laughed when Henry referred to her as a 'kid'.
Then he mentioned Claire and Sam's wedding, and that Carla was the Maid of Honour. "Yeah, I was there. Surprisingly, Sam asked me to be his best man, but I think thats because he had nobody else to ask"
"But the dancing we had to do was terrible. I hate dancing"
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Post by henry on Dec 20, 2008 13:45:19 GMT -5
"Yeah I noticed." Henry commented. "I went to the wedding too. I'm the guy who walked out during the bridal march." he explained. It had been quite embarrassing for him actually. James wouldn't stop teasing him for the longest time about it.
"I'm also the one who got stuck in the bridal-bouquet-toss from hell." Henry added, shuddering at the memory. Henry liked girls, but he'd prefer not to be in a dog pile. He thought he'd never look at women the same way again. Well for all of two minutes before he returned to his usual antics.
"So what's your brother like? Looked like the dude couldn't take a joke." Henry asked. He'd only met James once and the guy looked like he was going to glare him to death.
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