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Blackneon
Karma walked down the staircase from the girls dorm and down into the common room. Her tie was undone, and shirt untucked. She carried her robes on one arm and ran a hand through her hair to see if she noticed anyone in there that may have seen familiar. She saw a prefect yelling at a few students, and then a strange boy in a corner. There was another boy in the room as well, who she thought was absorbed in the other boy's actions. As she took her last step off the stairs, she decided to go over to the non-paranoid boy.
"Looks like we have a case on our hands," Karma said, walking up behind the boy and resting her arms on a chair nearby. "Karma Atkins. And you are?"
OOC: Sorry I'm so late with this. Homework.
The boy in black did not respond. It simply sat, supposedly writing something. Whatever that may be. For no words appeared on the paper, and no paper was to be found on the desk. And no response seemed to be coming from the boy.
As he sat, the little box next to him starting blinking green. At this, the boy seemed to perk up. It's head turned towards the girl. "Hel-lo" He said. "Ho-ow are yo-u-O-u?" He said. At the same time, Jack, who was sitting on a couch, was beginning to get nervous. As if he wasn't enough already. He seemed to be talking into something though, as if he were communicating to someone, or something. Out of his cupped hands came a little wire, a fuzzy wire. If you looked close enough, it even seemed as if he were talking to the wire!
I hope this works...He thought, as he whispered little things into the wire. The chances of her believing it are quite small...But maybe she'll fall for the fact that he's mentally hurt, or something like that...And with that, he stopped 'talking' into the wire.