busy nurses are busy. [Lili]

[lux]

If there was one thing that Raphaël couldn't stand, it was people who couldn't even control their own powers.

People who couldn't control their own powers were a hindrance to society as a whole. Nevermind the fact that the purpose of the school was to help people train and get used to their own powers, but there were just those still around who had no control. Raphaël firmly believed that those people should be thrown into a room where their powers would be null and void until they were either too old to use them or just old enough to get some sense.

It was just possible though that his current angered musings were because he was stuck holding a bunched up amount of tissues to his nose, sitting and waiting to see a nurse, his posture currently horrid as he leaned his head back and stared at the ceiling.

Someone had lost control of their powers--as if they had any control over them in the first place--and had turned a load of innocent items in the room into sudden dangerous flying projectiles. Raphaël had been the unfortunate victim of a student's brought in lunch-box-turned-projectile, leaving the Luxembourgish man rather steaming after he realized there was blood this close to getting on his brand name sweater.

The nurse stayed awful busy with a school full of kids who had no idea what they were doing, and she would probably be busy for a while. It wasn't like his injury was life threatening or anything, so he was so far stuck just sitting and waiting.

At least it spiced up his day a bit, something different, out of the same schedule... But there wasn't even anyone around to converse with. He pulled the napkins away, tilting his head back down just slightly, and he was rather disappointed when he realized there was still fresh red blood on the previously stark white napkin. With a rather disgruntled sigh, he replaced it back under his nose and leaned back again, waiting with a rather angered air about him.

[lilizwingli]

“I don't really want to participate, sir.”
Of course she didn't want to. Despite the fact people weren't actually allowed to hurt people during scrimmaging, to her it seemed quite barbaric to throw students against each other like that. Especially with a mannequin dangling over a pit of knives and sharp objects as motivation to fight and get the job done.
“I don't think you really want a bad grade, sunshine. Go out there and fight.”
Of course there hadn't been a choice. This is still high school, there just happened to be superteens attending.

“I'm not sure the situation demands this, sir..” That didn't stop him from shoving her out in amongst the others, two seniors and a sophomore, to begin the faux fight. The sophomore had been on her team, making the battle extremely unfair...

The event left her stumbling into the infirmary, with almost more bruises than skin, and a bump on her head starting to form from when she had been knocked to the ground in quite the rude fashion. The seniors had not held back against them, and there were even points where she felt as if her own teammate was attacking her. This couldn't be correct, of course, because most of the time he had been making attempts to win against their opponents.
Of course, they lost.

Lili held her hand to her skull, wincing but trying to keep her pain hidden. The nurse was awful busy with other students, and considering all she needed as an icepack, it wouldn't be polite to make a big deal out of something so small. Her teammate would require attention, and there had to be at least five other kids whom had let their powers get out of control being attended to as well.

She stood, unsure of where to wait. There wasn't anyone waiting in this area of the infirmary, save for a boy who was currently keeping his head tilted back with tissues to his nose. The poor boy! Lili didn't notice the aura of anger that seemed to be floating around him, and was only concerned with the fact there was quite a bit of blood on the tissue he was holding.

The girl quietly moved near him, trying to peek at his face. “A-are you alright? That doesn't hurt terribly, ja?” Her face was contorted into concern as she sat herself next to the boy, still staring at the tissue. She removed her hand from her head, preparing to help him in any way necessary. What if he bled so much he'd pass out? The nurse was still so busy, she might not be able to help him in time, and oh, how horrible it would be if she just sat by!

[lux]

He was almost bored enough to fall asleep. Staring up at the ceiling wasn't really his ideal way to save the afternoon, but as he kept remembering, at least it did get him out of his other classes. He hardly heard anyone come in the room, and so when there was a voice, he perked up.

Immediately the teenager sat up, trying to make himself look more presentable. It wasn't exactly proper to seem hunched over and injured when greeting someone--well, even if he really was slouched back and injured. Raphaël cleared his throat, trying to smile kindly to the young lady even if part of his smile was obscured by the bandage. She had to be an underclassman, it seemed like, she was probably even just a freshman.

He struggled for a moment internally, it wasn't like he could really offer his hand to her considering they did have blood on them...

"Um, thank you for your concern, I'm... I'm somewhat okay. Neen, it doesn't really hurt that bad." There would definitely be bruising and he hoped he hadn't broken his nose--who could tell, maybe he had, maybe there was some aspect of shock keeping him from really feeling too much pain--but he honestly had no idea. There were some bruises he could see on the young girl, however, and he wondered how she could be worrying about anyone else when her own situation seemed less than acceptable.

Raphaël did notice the 'ja', as softspoken as she seemed, but his interest was definitely piqued. Was she German? Sure, there were plenty of people around from different countries, himself included, but... Maybe he was only imagining things. Surely she must have said 'yeah' instead....

He dabbed at his nose again, turning to look down at her.

"It's... nice to meet you though? Raphaël van Sauers... And you're really not looking all that great yourself, I'm sorry to point out. Did you happen to run in to any renegade lunch boxes as well?"

The girl would have no idea what he meant, unless she was possibly a mind reader. If she was, there was no reason why she would have had to ask if he was okay though... What was going on in this school though? Why was it like they were encouraging everyone left and right to hurt each other? He was guessing she probably had power placement or something and things had gone awry, but there was no telling until she explained.

It seemed like they'd be out here a while, might as well learn a bit about one another.

[lilizwingli]

She had never thought of herself as someone with a tendency to frighten people, but the possibility that maybe she was scary flew through her train of thought when the boy shot up in his chair so quickly. That was a ridiculous thing to think, though. Lili was much too short to really be the scary type, and not loud enough. He must have been falling asleep in this very dull room, bored out of his skull and holding tissue to his nose. It couldn't be a comfortable chair, not in the least, but she could sympathize with such terrible boredom it would make one fall asleep.

When he had smiled at her, the Germanic girl concluded he couldn't be in too much pain if he were still able to muster a smile. She returned the smile, but continued to look over his injured nose, despite the fact he had said it didn't really hurt. Lili gingerly scoot forward in her seat to be able to still look at him, wincing in pain but keeping a smile on her features. “You are sure you are alright? There seems to be a bit of blood on that tissue..” Sticking a hand in her pocket, she pulled out a handkerchief, offering it to the boy. Rough tissue could not feel very nice on a wound, and she didn't have much use for the kerchief, really.

“Nice to meet you, too, Raphaël. Oh.. Well, I suppose I don't look my best.” She raised a brow at the lunchbox comment, feeling as if she missed a joke that she should have gotten. “Uh, more like.. frightening seniors.” The laugh that followed was only slightly forced and quite painful, and she held her arms over her stomach before continuing. “Lili Zwingli, by the way.”

Raphaël van Sauers, even his name sounded fancy! His attire made him appear to be of a higher class, and not just higher as in school ranked. Before he came to the school, he had to have come from a wealthy family. Not that that mattered very much, but it was still interesting. She could imagine him now, chatting with higher-ups and making important decisions. And the boy probably had gone all around the world too. And if this were medieval times, surely he'd be seated on a throne, which also wasn't very hard to imagine.

Dear, she had probably been quiet for sometime now, distracted by her own thoughts! “A-anyhow, renegade lunchboxes? I wouldn't think someone would have the ability to control lunchboxes in this school, despite it.. being so weird already.”

[lux]

"Yes, I'm fine. Well, perhaps not quite yet given the circumstances, but surely soon enough." Raphaël pulled the tissue slightly away again to look at it, and he sighed slightly. There was still plenty of blood, that much was true. He wasn't used to being so scrutinized by someone who wasn't the nurse or the teacher who had sent him down to the nurses' office, though, and she even only got closer. Watching as she pulled out a handkerchief, the young Luxembourger raised an eyebrow.

It was like something faerietale-esque, the young maiden offering a token of her appreciation to the good guy who had helped her out of some terrible bind. He kept handkerchiefs too as well, of course, there was even one in his pocket right now... It was just the fact that it was monogrammed and silk, and silk didn't play very nicely with blood. He reached over and touched the handkerchief she was offering, using his powers quickly to replicate the cloth. As he pulled his hand back, he pulled a duplicate away, leaving her intact with the original.

Not trying to make a big deal of his display of his powers, Raphaël folded the handkerchief in to quarters and pressed it to his nose. He threw the tissues away in the nearby trashcan, thankfully his aim and throw was fine. Frightening seniors? Well, seniors at this school always were scary, right on the cusp of being heroes or villains, and perhaps Lili had an unfortunate run in with the latter. That, or...

"Power placement classes? What exactly happened? I'm sure if you don't look your best, there must be a reason."

He guessed on the classes, she did look young enough to be a freshman, it wouldn't be unheard of for a senior to perhaps assist... Well, Lili Zwingli as it appeared to be, looked like a delicate little princess of a faerietale, and even with her her last name, Zwingli, certainly didn't bring up any images of Ulrich Zwingli and his famous reformation of Switzerland.

To him, it was always an important thing to recognize and understand where people came from, and so narrowing down by her name that she might have had Germanic roots put him a bit at ease. It wasn't as exotic as some of the students around he had met, but it was a rather unique name.

Raphaël didn't mind her silence, as he had been rather quiet himself. At the question, he nodded, as weird as it was it was, and he would keep referring to it as, a renegade lunch box. "Well, no, I'm pretty certain that their power was not limited to lunch boxes. It was enough to make more than only a few objects go around the room... I think I saw more than just lunchboxes flying. The lunch box was the only object that chose to get intimately acquainted with my face."

He teased, sitting back in to the hard chair again.

[lilizwingli]

Oh, he spoke so fancy! Lili couldn't get over how Raphaël spoke, something that was probably immature in the eyes of a grown up. Maybe it was a normal quirk for someone who attended a school filled with so many people from varying countries, though. Languages were quite amazing, really, she had every right to pay so much attention to how someone speaks.

She was distracted by this train of thought when he made a clone of the handkerchief she offered, and the girl continued to stare in mild amazement with the fact hers was still held in her fingertips. “That's.. cool.” There was a better word for it, surely, but she couldn't seem to find it, and went to put her handkerchief in her pocket again instead of thinking too much about it.

Power placement hadn't been too hard, she had gone through it a few days ago though in quite the similar scenario to what today had been. Refusing to 'power up' as the coach had said and being told promptly afterward she was a sidekick. Lili let out a nervous laugh, reaching up and fiddling with a lock of hair. “Actually it was.. Rescue the Citizen? I don't quite recall the name, really.” She put her hand down, clasping her hands in her lap.

However, her hands let go of each other soon after wards, and she raised a hand to cover her mouth when he talked about being hit in the face. At least she thought he had been talking about a lunchbox hitting him in the face. Intimately acquainted translated into being hit in the face, right? It didn't matter, whatever happened had gotten him into the infirmary, and that was no good at all! “I'm so sorry! I hope your nose isn't broken, that would be terrible..”

It was times like this where she wished she had some sort of healing ability more than anything. The small blond wanted nothing more than to be able to reach out and fix Raphaël's injuries and set everything back to normal for him. Although, if she could do that, she probably would have healed her own injuries and wouldn't be down here in the first place..

[lux]

"Cool?"

Out of everything that the young girl could have said, cool was probably not the thing he expected her to. Raphaël pulled away the handkerchief, looking at the perfect tangible replica, not even impressed with himself by how often he used his powers. So what if they weren't supposed to outside of certain classes? No one would be complaining about a healer or someone with similar 'people helping powers' using them outside of classes, and he placed the clothe back under his nose the moment he felt the blood start to drip again.

Now at least it was slower, not as eager to escape from his body.

"Mn, yes, I suppose that it is 'cool'. Your own powers, though, whatever they may be, I'm sure they're the same way, correct? Unless you're one of those people who only... glow, or something like that."

There weren't many useless powers out there, but when they were useless, they were pretty useless...

"Rescue the Citizen... That can be quite the work out, come to think of it, and if you're a freshman, it's hardly ever fair. They use it more as... testing you, rather than teaching you. For a while, at least." He rose a brow, turning to look down at her with a rather confused and interested look. Was she a freshman? It certainly did seem possible now, even if he had judged her as maybe just a smaller and slim stature... And maybe she really was one of the few with a truly useless power. How terrible that would be, he probably just insulted her to the very core, irredeemably so even, after she had seemed so kind toward him...

She even covered her mouth when he spoke of being injured. If she had such delicate sensibilities, he felt bad for her. There were plenty of injuries, often random happenstances, that occurred around school, as surely she knew now with her own. Lili seemed and acted like she was someone from a proper family, the type he tried to emulate, or at the very least she must have taken some cotillion classes... A débutante, that must have been what she was, with no doubt to it. Hopefully she wasn't burdened with some terribly brutish or masculine powers.

Then, he realized, he had been so quiet to her plight of wishing him well.

"Oh, well... I certainly hope that it isn't broken either! Injuries happen oft enough around here, though. Those of us not graced to be healers must allow those who are bodies to practice on, right?"

He winked at her jokingly, turning back to stare at the door to the nurse's office.

"Frightening seniors and lunchboxes with grudges. I must say, this has been the most interesting day in a while! If you're... new around here, I mean, I haven't seen you before but I haven't been here that long myself... Not every day will be as exciting as this, I can assure you."

[lilizwingli]

Well, finding someone who glowed would certainly be interesting! That wasn't the most flamboyant of all powers, but it could prove to be so useful. They wouldn't have to fret over wandering in the dark without light up their way, because they would just be their own flashlight. And who needs a nightlight when you could..
.. Not that she used a nightlight or thought this glowing person would need a nightlight. That was ridiculous, it was just a thought.
Thinking on it again, it could actually be troublesome to have the ability to glow for someone who couldn't control it. Hide and seek would certainly be dull.

Lili let out another quiet laugh. “I discovered that. I didn't want to really participate, after watching people get.. pummeled before me.” Pummeling was an odd word.. She blinked when Raphaël looked at her in such a curious way. Perhaps he was under the impression she was actually interesting herself. No, the only trait of hers that could be considered interesting was her power, really, and she was much to frightened of that to go flaunting it around.

“It would be better if healers were useless, that their powers weren't needed,” she added, following his gaze to the door before realizing he wasn't looking at anything in particular, promptly turning her eyes back to him instead.

“Oh, I am a freshman here, sorry for not clearing that up!” Lili paused, mulling over the older boy's words. “Hmn, a school inhabited by super heroes should be exciting! Maybe you just haven't made the right exciting friends yet.”

It was kind of dull at this school, after her first day and all of those adventures had ended. She was perfectly content with a dull life at school, however. It was school, it was created to be dull. An occasional out-of-the-blue occurrence like this one was welcomed with open arms, but personally, Lili wasn't fond of drama and events that disrupted everything going on.

[lux]

She hadn't wanted to participate? Well, it wasn't like there was exactly a choice whether to do so or not... Teachers were often hesitant, if not sometimes just cruel to those who didn't want to express their powers and learn. In a way... He understood it. Even though he'd never had a problem showing off of his powers, they were heroes--and sidekicks--and heroes never thought twice about using their powers for righteousness. This wasn't a school for if you wanted to live your life blending in with everyone who happened to be normal... There were regular schools,, for that.

"Yet... You had to participate anyway, and that is what caused your current predicament. Here is a hint, but, the teacher's don't like that. They appreciate gusto." It was pretty obvious at that point, but he felt a little sorry for her still. This hero business wasn't everyone's favorite thing, sure, but... Didn't her powers enable her a little bit of help?

If only she was indestructible, then she couldn't get hurt, although then she wouldn't be here...

"Now, now, don't say silly things like that. I'm sure the healers like to feel important! No matter what, whether it happens to be from random injuries or natural sickness, they will always be needed around. Sometimes, I even wish that if only I had been born with the grace of a power to help the people..."

Now that, he could hardly say with a straight face. He was a people person, sure, but not a let's touch everyone who is sick to fix them up type. Saying something like that, he thought, just showed him more as a sensitive, deep type of person... His greed was a bit more shallow than that , unfortunately, but not so shallow he didn't care what others thought.

A freshman? It was entirely believable. So she was probably a year younger than him... So why exactly was he trying to impress her again? Still, seeming older and knowledgeable was never a bad thing.

"Ahh, freshman year, I can remember that..."

The right exciting friends... Right.

"Well, you see, about friends... In a school like this even, you get so terribly used to everything so quickly. I'm more of an adventure seeker myself! Being a hero is only ten percent powers, ninety percent attitude."

That wasn't exactly right, either, but it was awful close.

"And about five percent bleeding as those with powers they can't control injure you... Or with powers that they can control a bit too well, in your case."