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— bud. It outstretched to a full flower and he held out his hand, offering it to her. "My name is Andrew." [@NymphVeneficia]

— I can do this." The green bud on the end of the stem separated, pink and yellow petals emerging from the rotund — [@NymphVeneficia]

— perks of being a Terrakinetic was being able to play with the flowers and other beautiful aspects of nature. "Oh, and — [@NymphVeneficia]

— The flower in his hand started to bloom slowly, even though it was plucked off of it's source of life. One of the — [@NymphVeneficia]

— "So, I have a class in just under an hour and thought I'd just sit here for a while and try to make friends." — [@NymphVeneficia]

— fingers as he looked at the girl he just met. He smiled and looked away at where the viridian grass met the water. — [@NymphVeneficia]

— plucked a flower from the ground, one that was only in the beginning stage of it's life. He flipped it around his — [@NymphVeneficia]

— or papers he needed or even had yet. The grass parted in his wake as he bent down to be seated. As he was seated, he — [@NymphVeneficia]

— It seemed pointless at the time to carry an empty bag, but he hadn't had any classes yet, so there weren't any books — [@NymphVeneficia]

"Er, thanks." Andrew bent down and set down a bag he was carrying with him, one that remained empty for the time being. — [@NymphVeneficia]

— I was wondering if I could sit here next to you? I just got here and haven't met any other, -er- mutants yet." [@NymphVeneficia]

— his hands thrust in his pocket. As he approached he started to talk after clearing his throat. "Pardon me, madame. — [@NymphVeneficia]

— on that by using her to make his first friend. Andrew took a breath and slowly walked towards the seated girl with — [@NymphVeneficia]

— dangling in the water. She seemed to be just as much of an outcast as he was, and he thought he could capitalize — [@NymphVeneficia]

— paved walkway alone. Walking down the path, he noticed a younger girl sitting on the grass by the pond, her feet — [@NymphVeneficia]

— first day and he had classes in just an hour. He hadn't had the time to make any friends yet, so he was pacing the — [@NymphVeneficia]

— said. Right now, Andrew was walking around a park in the back of the mansion that served as a school. It was his — [@NymphVeneficia]

— recruited for this weird school where mutants lived and developed their gifts, or so the bald guy in the wheelchair — [@NymphVeneficia]

[Wᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ Eᴀʀᴛʜ. | Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ғᴏʀ @NymphVeneficia] Andrew was new to the whole 'openly accepting he was a mutant' deal. He was just —