02-25-2010, 03:02 AM
Ephraim shook his head, "Nah, I'm kinda immune to being drenched as well as not feeling more than a tickle from the lightning. I guess naturally, I'm a human lightning rod. I'm growing a bit more used to it." He smiled a bit more as he was breaking the ice with the two girls. He felt slightly better, no longer an outcast and this made him happy. "I don't exactly know how that thing relates to my feelings, I just know when I'm a bit melancholy, it rains harder and when I'm pissed, it sparks up a storm out of hell," he shrugged hollowly. As he was about to ask the other girl for her name, four aliens and a guy, also about his age, fell from a building and landed in the alley. "What the hell? This is seriously bad news for us. I don't think those things are supposed to be here," he said with a flare of anger. And almost in an instant, the storm cloud conjured itself back over his head and wreaked havoc over him. "I got the yellow one. This thing is going back to where it came from."
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