LiBARy

As Aurora blushed, Herbert became curious. What had they been talking about? Had it concerned him? He knew, obviously, it hadn't. That was giving himself too much credit. Damn, at points he wished he could read minds, but then again maybe not... he'd probably hear some bad things.

Herbert nodded at Aurora's comment on her powers, interested. "Okay, interesting, just takes practice." He raised an eyebrow at Aurora however, moving in quietly. "Aurora, are you sure you don't have your powers? I swear in my dream, it looked like you had your powers. And I don't think it was just a normal dream, because I saw him! I saw the bearded man-" He stopped suddenly as James approached. Herbert stood up to steady him, grasping his hands and steering him into a seat. 

"You're okay, steady there," he smiled. "Maybe you should lay off for a while?"

He looked back at Aurora. "No, I don't think I have your powers. I don't know what that was, with Chris, but- I mean, I've never used your powers before so I wouldn't know what it was like, but it felt weird. I don't know, how does it feel for you?" He frowned, thinking. "You know, I guess I'd have to test it to really see. But no-one would volunteer for that. Also don't you have to be injured for it to work?"

Nathan was at the bar, because that was all he did. His History of Art degree was a joke; just a way to get free student discounts. As he sat there he reflected that he probably shouldn't have lied about his age on his application form.

He looked across the bar to where the kids were hanging out, including that kid Herbert and a girl. He was invisible naturally, and he had a straw for his beer, so no one could even seen anything except a steadily emptying glass. He smirked at the romance before turning his attention to the drunk person Herbert had just steadied. His head became uninvisible and he whispered to the bemused barman, who was used to this by now (did the barman think he was going mad? Maybe. Did he get paid everytime the floating head appeared? Yes he did.)

'Get that drunk kid a drink, on me. That's what university is for after all.'

He also watched that girl as she seemed to absorb the kid with the sick powers injuries. Like, absorb them. Now that captured his interest. Absorbing was after all his forte. This bar seemed to be getting mildly interesting; it was why he skipped every lecture to hang out here.

Olem shuddered slightly as he felt Aurora's breath on his ear, and then a gentle numbness in his chest. He looked up as he felt her nails dig into his shoulder, and watched her head outside. He gave Chris a quizzical look, but stayed in his seat.

Chris had taken her drink and gone over to the rugby lads to have a little chat/major flirt. Naturally they were all crowding round her, each individual trying to keep her concentration on them, but Chris was too good at knowing how to keep people wanting more so she was hardly dishing out.

"Okay, let me take this next shot," she said to one of the guys as she took the pool cue from his hand.
"Hahaha, you're completely snookered, you'll never make that!" The man teased.
Chris stood back up, "oh trust me tough guy, I know how to handle long and hard objects accompanied by big balls," she said as she tossed her hair and shot him a wink.

The man simply bit his bottom lip as she bent back over the table to take the shot. He placed his hands on either side of her arse as if to begin dry humping her. Chris ingnored this and carried on with the game. As she pulled the cue back, she made sure to practically skewer the poor man in the groin. The cue ball bounced around the table, off three cushions before connecting with the object ball, sending it flying into the pocket.

The man had collapsed to the ground in pain, clutching his crotch. Chris simply turned around and putting her hand on her hip and holding the cue in the other, she tossed her hair some more, "and that's how we do honey," she said, winking at him again. As she did so, she dropped the cue on him, "still your go mate."

With that, she downed the remainder of her drink and strutted off to the bar. The rugby lads could only watch on, jaws on the floor.

Aurora frowned. “Well first of all, you already know, but yes, I do still have my powers. Please, just... it's our secret, okay? The only other person who knows is Olem. As for what happened with Chris, I have no idea what happened. Oh, and I'm not worried about you.” She put her hand on his. “Because I know you'll bounce back.” Aurora smiled and then transferred the paper cut from her to him. “Let's start small to see if you have got anything similar to me. Pass the cut back to me. Just visualise the cut appearing on my finger.”

Then a head appeared between them. Aurora looked at the head and just stared as he said his piece and disappeared. “Who the fu-... was that? Harry Potter and the invisibility cloak?! You saw that too, right Herb?”

(OOC: No problem!)

Aurora looked at Herbert. “I'm not surprised at the power I'm just surprised at... well, him... who just randomly appears in the middle of a private conversation?!” Aurora scowled for a moment but snapped out of it and looked at Herbert. It's not like she was an eavesdropper herself... “Never mind. Now that you mention it though, yeah, that was a lot harder to give you than I think it should have been. I just assumed it was because of the alcohol, but it felt as though you were repelling me.”

Aurora stared at the space where the head had been. “And you're saying that was the man from your dream?”

“Curiouser and curiouser...” She whispered as Herbert let go of her hand. “Well, I may have just taken Olem's broken ribs for no reason then. I'm not going to pass that on to you if you can't even transfer a paper cut.” She chuckled. “All I did was imagine it... and thought about giving you the pain of it...” She was unsure about mentioning the last bit because it sounded a little sadistic, but it was true. “Why don't you meditate? Or focus and finding the power within. If you can't channel super speed, maybe concentrate on flying, like the dream? Um, but, please don't go jumping off of any buildings. Unless Lucio is there to catch you I guess.” The fresh air was sniping her with the alcohol in her system. “You two would be so cute together.” She chuckled.