This Little Light of Mine

[Evangeline Bjorn]

Since she didn't know the tiny little creatures personally she couldn't say whether or not they deserved it. She didn't think anyone deserved to be experimented on unless the person consented to it. Experimentation was far too close to torture to her in most ways. It messed with people's minds and a lot of times their bodies, and it just was not at all pleasant. She couldn't imagine how horrible it would be for animals seeing as they wouldn't understand at all whereas a human had some chance of figuring things out. Mayhaps be able to communicate with the person doing the experiment.

As the young man dealt with the bat she was setting there musing on the pluses and minuses of experimentation. So whenever he decided to look back over to her she'd just be staring off into space finger idly twisting her hair. Not the most intelligent looking pose on the planet but when she got to thinking on a topic sometimes it just got away with her.

At the sound of his voice she slowly blinked her eyes like a sleepy eyed doe. "Oh, yes. I believe so?" Checking her body she found numerous scratches but nothing overly serious. From the feel of her hair it was a complete and hopeless mess but overall nothing permanent. Her outfit wasn't too badly affected either which was a blessing. It was so hard to find a decent top that bared the back enough for her wings.

Realizing he was probably staring and waiting for a confirmation that she wasn't going to die she lifted her head back up with a smile. "I'll live. My hair dresser is going to throw a fit though." Hand going back up to her hair she cringed. Looked like it was going to be a long night taking care of her damaged blond locks.

[Tim Tawfeek]

"Well, that's good," said Tim, backing up and looking the girl over (in a totally not creeping, not checking her out way). "Doesn't look like they did anything too major to you and all, so you won't have to sue anybody," he chuckled. Tim reached up to adjust his glasses, his eyes still sweeping. He was tempted to tug at her clothes, but seeing as she was a girl and he was a boy, he didn't figure that would be all that good of move to make.

"You have a---" began Tim before raising a hand up, 'ah, I get you, joke. Very funny. I'm just glad that you're in one piece," he rose up, nodding. "Sorry about the bats and all. They were convinced you were some kinda giant moth or something," Tim explained. He let out a long breath, then reached up to readjust his glasses.

"Oh, I'm Tim, by the way, Tim Tawfeek. You, uh, might have seen my vids online. Especially the one where I crash into a tree while flying a glider and then run away. It went a little viral," Tim couldn't help but sound proud because, well, he had gone viral. He needed as much traction as he could get, after all.

[Evangeline Bjorn]

A small nod in agreement she fussed with her hair trying to make it not stick up everywhere. She didn't really notice the staring, and when she caught him looking she just figured he was trying to find a gushing wound or something. "Who would I sue? Is there some bat organization that would keep that from happening again?" She sounded dead serious thinking if she could fly at night without getting attacked it would be nice. Getting attacked was never fun, nope not fun at all. Especially by things that couldn't understand you.

As his hand went up so did hers wondering what he was going to say before he changed to saying something was funny. "Joke? I didn't make a joke." Or at least she didn't remember making a joke. Blinking confused she simply smiled and waved her hands as if to erase any negativity about the whole situation.

"Don't fret yourself over it. No big. I do look like a giant moth, since well, I have giant moth wings." Blushing a little sheepishly she rolled her aching shoulders hoping that her wings would heal okay. Moth wings were exactly the most durable types of wings to have.

For a minute or so she merely sat tere staring at him then burst out laughing. "Yes! That was very funny. You're hilarious! I think I watched it like six times." Smiling she adjusted her clothes smoothing out the wrinkles the best she could. "I'm Evangeline Bjorn, but most people just call me Evee." Still smiling she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear almost feeling as though she was in the presence of a minor celebrity.

[Tim Tawfeek]

Wasn't making a... Tim stared, not quite believing. Was she joking now? She... didn't seem to be. She looked kind of confused there. Tim just chuckled, leaving it lay. Just like the whole moth thing since, well, what else would you describe that power as? She had moth wings. Ergo it made sense, really.

Six times...? "Whelp, that explains the high view count then," replied Tim, chuckling. He shifted. He'd met a few people who claimed to have watched the vid a lot, which Tim supposed was good. He was tempted to point out that he made other vids about more important issues like, say, mutant rights and what have you.

Instead, she got a name. "Evee?" repeated Tim. "That's a pretty name," he meant it, even though it sounded completely stupid coming from him right now. "Are you sure you're okay? I mean, those bats were all over you and stuff. You don't need me to, like, take you to the nurse or anything, right?" Because that would probably be an awkward conversation, not least of all because Tim would have to try his damnedest to convince the nurse that he had nothing to do with the attack despite being a bat communicator who happened to be dressed in black in the exact area.

Yeah, so maybe he wouldn't take her to the nurse unless she was, like, bleeding out or something.

[Evangeline Bjorn]

A very girlish giggle exuded from her at his comment about the high view count. "I'm sure other people watched it other than me." Standing slowly she brushed off the grass and dirt that clung to her shorts and shirt. At least the outfit wasn't completely ruined though it looked like she might need to mend her shirt a little here and there. Good thing she was pretty hand with a needle.

"I don't know if it's pretty most people think it's cute." Stroking her hair again she desperately wished she had a hair brush, and a mirror. "My full name is pretty though." Evee gave him a beaming smile glad that she had her glowing under control for now. At his persistance she figured she better check again. Maybe he saw something that she was missing or something.

After a very thorough search she found some somewhat painful scratches, and bite marks but it wasn't like she'd gotten atttached by rottweilers. "Really, a little bit of antiseptic and I'll be right as rain. Though really how could rain be right? It's not really a particular frame of mind since its just water." Then there went her brain as she mused on the phrase as to why rain might be right and if rain was right did that make sunshine wrong?

[Tim Tawfeek]

Tim stared for a few seconds. Did she really just... nah, she was probably just a little flustered. Her name was pretty though, so he'd let that go, pretty and cute. She kinda reminded Tim a bit of Lux like that. Plus the whole obviously flustered and used to sort of bouncing back and endlessly cheerful thing. yeah, definitely like lux.

... though Tim was pretty sure that even Lux might not think quite like... this. "I think it's just a saying, really. But who knows. Maybe rain is, lie, super right or something. You'd have to ask a water communicator or something," did such a thing exist? Honestly, Tim wouldn't be surprised at this point. He didn't want to go too much further.

"What are you doing out here anyway? You just like flying into trees or something?" he asked, walking in the direction they'd started, raising his hand. It had been getting close to dusk, and it was going to be night any time soon. The bats had been willing to go out a little earlier to make sure that Tim could see. Still, it seemed... weird.

[Evangeline Bjorn]

A bright smile brightened her eyes at his suggestion. "Do you know a water communicator? There are far more questions to ask than just whether rain is right or wrong." All the different types of super powers intrigued her even the ones that most didn't think we're all that great. Especially the people who could 'talk' to things that no one else really has the opportunity to understand. Understanding, being able to spread understanding of the commonly misunderstood sounded so positively amazing.

All she could do was glow like a giant lava lamp, and fly, flying was pretty cool. The glowing did make it so she'd never be without a light, so she supposed that was pretty handy as well. As she thought a little longer she also supposed that everyone saw the downsides in their own particular powers. But they needed to find the good sides too, which she most definitely tried to do.

Evee blinked slowly drawing her attention back to him at his questions. "I like to practice at the end of the day to unwind, but studying went longer than expected." Still smiling she worked her fingers through her hair trying in a vain attempt to calm the tangles before getting a brush at the mass. "It's peaceful and other fliers don't tend to go out this late. Can't see where they're going, but since I glow I don't tend to have that issue."

Tilting her head to the side slightly she gazed at him curiously. "Why are you out? Though I suppose you'd have to be out late to practice your power since the tiny, flying rodents don't come out till after sundown." The blond mused to herself gazing up at the sky for anymore of the furry fliers.

[Tim Tawfeek]

A water... Tim wasn't even going to answer that one. Either the girl was trolling him, and doing a very good job of it, or she actually meant it, in which case Tim figured that it would not be in his best interest to actually be the one doing the answering. She should instead ask someone with some actual learning or training or at least a better idea of how to sort of talk to people without flailing about like a complete and utter moron.

Practice at the end of the day, well, that made sense. Less sense was the question, which had Tim blinking and looking. Seriously? She didn't... well, he supposed he hadn't actually said anything, had he? He couldn't remember, and seeing as this conversation had been so wonderfully confusing, he wasn't sure he really could.

"Uh, because the tiny flying rodents said that there was this giant flying moth thing?" said Tim, pointing at the bats. He turned to look at them for a moment, nodded, and then looked back at Evee. "You, uh, sure you can make it back alright? Do you need me to, like, escort you back? you don't need to go to the infirmary, right?" Had he asked that already? He kind of felt like he had, but this conversation had just been so baffling that he couldn't even remember where they'd really started.