I Know You're In Here

[François Laffont]

A light chill went down Franck's spine as he walked outside. That did not change his mind though. He could not exactly jog but he tried it a bit as he headed away from the school towards the woods. His plan was to go by the water, perhaps all the way to the boathouse. What he mostly wanted was some peace and quiet. As much as he liked being around people, there came a moment when their emotions just became too much for him. There were too many people around, he needed a break from all these emotions. He couldn't pick anything in particular but it could get so thick that Franck needed to breathe some air away from people every now and then to clean his head.

It was why he was walking outside right now, He was not paying to much attention to his surroundings though and it might explain why he strayed off the path a little. When he finally noticed, he turned around, trying to find where the lake was. He finally caught a sight of it when he stopped. Something, a tingling of some sort just got to him, tickled his neck. He knew what that was. It was emotions coming from someone nearby making their way to him, making themselves known to him. He turned around again, looked for someone. He knew there was someone, for he felt them but he could not tell where they were exactly. It couldn't be an animal though, as he was incapable of sensing anything coming from one. It had to be a person.

"Hello?" he asked out loud. He was not really afraid. The emotions he picked up had nothing hostile about them. It likely was another student. Or some staffgoing out for a break of students. But the fact he could not see them made him slightly uneasy. It was always so much better when you knew where people were, right? So Franck kept trying to find where that person was. He didn't want to be spooked. He got spooked too easily.

TAG: Lorenzo Frijas

[Lorenzo Frijas]

It was simple. It was basically his routine now. 

Every time Enzo started to have flashes of his past, he natural go to was alcohol. He wasn't much of an alcoholic before, but now he felt as if it muted his pain for the time being. His new powers coming on so late doesn't help either. Lorenzo had the hardest time getting used to his enhanced sense and emotions that it was almost unbearable. His constant need to hibernate and sleep was not an option for BA. Lorenzo had tired to explain that it was his natural instinct now but, because of his schooling situation, his was forced to fight it for the time being. 

Anyways, Lorenzo was feeling sorry for himself as he had flashbacks of the past year and the torture that occurred. He ached for sleep and the energy drinks where helping. Every morning a staff had to come in a wake him up which, instinctively, triggered an aggressive reaction. His whole situation, thanks to a lame virus, had Lorenzo depressed. In order to relieve his pain, Enzo made his way to the local bar and had a few too many beers. Wasted indeed. 

Something inside his drunken mind thought it would be a good idea to explore the woods in the dark. He had night vision now so it wouldn't be a problem but who knows what went on there at night. In a sober state, Lorenzo could take care of himself. But it was kind of his to do that went everything a little foggy and you were drunk. However, that was no stopping Lorenzo Frijas. The shifter didn't mind to find a trail or anything. Enzo just walked out of the bar with a beer in hand and took off from there, sipping it as he went. The alaskan trudged through the forest, there wan't a trail in sight. 

He wondered for hours as he talked to himself like a mad man and cursed at the world. He neared the lake a and quieted when he heard, smelt, and saw movement from across the way. Embarrased of his current state, Enzo scaled a tree and leaned against the trunk while sitting on an upper branch. He quietly sipped and watched the ew from several feet away. He looked scared or something. Lorenzo didn't reply and decided to sit back and see if the boy would wonder off. 

[François Laffont]

How could he tell this was not just some students going out in the woods to make out? Because he doubted someone would make out with the kind of emotions he got here. He had spent too much time in here, he should head home. His father would worry if he did not. The man didn't seem to understand that his son was twenty-two now. Not that it ever bothered Franck. He knew where that concern came from. But the feelings he got right now were just so negative, so gloomy and painful, and Franck was simply unable to let anyone with such feelings inside of them alone. He had to check if they were alright. Not to add that someone feeling that, in the middle of the woods, by the lake... Franck was probably paranoid, he had quite a sense for the melodramatic, but he did fear what could happen to that person.

“Hello?” he repeated. He knew there was someone around. He could still feel them. Had they walked away, the emotions would slowly fade with the distance. It was not the case. So that person was around. He was looking around. Sadly, if his power could warn him of the presence of someone, it could not pinpoint their location. Even if it could tell him he was at the right spot, why would he bother looking up in a tree?

“Hey, I’m not dangerous, I just want to help,” he said to try and get them out. He then thought that might just be what someone dangerous would say. Then he thought the other one could be dangerous. No. That person was much too depressed, if they were a danger, it had to be more to themselves than to Franck. “That’s not very amusing,” he let out as he turned around the tress in the area. But he could not see anyone resting behind one. He knew he did not imagine it. And he never could sense animals. He doubted SPRITE would have chosen this very now to decide he knew what birds and squirrels felt too.