Knowledge is Power

[Vix]

Vix kept the boy calm, pulling away every ounce of anger from him. He landed, standing next to the boy. He pointed down the other end of the hallway. "That's a dead end. The nurses office is this way. And I think the girl passed out too. " He wanted to shoot a glare at the boy, but he didn't. He looked at the librarian. "And I think we should get them help, NOW. " He made himself sound frantic, and worried.

He fidgeted, uncomfortably. He gestured for them to continue down to the nurse's office. Mainly so he could get away from this boy. He wanted to leave, and to get away from him. And he wanted to do it fast. He started backing up, down the hall. "We need to get them help." His voice was shaky. He almost tripped over his own feet walking backward and started to turn around.

[Nix]

The boy seemed as if he was wanting to get away from Nix, that wasn't going to happen. Not yet anyway, he had thought that he was the only person with a power. Apparently he was wrong, therefore he wanted to investigate further into the matter. Knowledge does make everything all the more easier. As such, he followed the boy as the teachers went back to retrieve the two other children and to bring them to the office. He chuckled to himself, usually it was the teachers who went to the nurse's office and to bring them back for help, but the boy had made it seem as if they were gonna die thus causing them to act as such.

Alone with the boy, this was his chance to get some information off of him. He followed the boy, easily keeping up with his speed and ready to go even faster if there was a need for such. So he started to speak in a very casual way, as if all the chasing had never happened.

What's your name?

[Vix]

Vix narrowed his eyes at the boy. Why had he suddenly become.. almost friendly with him? "Depends, what's yours?" He asked, his voice flat. He wasn't giving out any information to him until he got some, at least enough to know he wasn't lying. He could feel it when someone lied, their anxiety levels would change, even if they didn't show it. He had a feeling this boy would lie to him, but that was okay. Because if they boy lied to him, he'd lie right back to him. He'd already thought of an alias: Justin Gordon. He'd stick with that if the boy lied, but if he told the truth... Vix would consider telling the truth, but he still didn't trust the boy at all. He wondered if the boy would try to get away with lying, or believe Vix's lie...

[Nix]

Nix Pawlowski. Your turn.

There he had told him the truth, usually he'd answer vaguely or at least twist the truth in some way, however that's impossible when it comes to names. He knew how to use such a way of 'lying' without it having any effect on his consciousness. Ergo, even if his theory is right about his power he'd have no way of knowing. He continued to walk along-side with the boy, he was getting rather tired of referring him as 'the boy'. He continued to look at him, hoping it'll eventually lead to some information about his physique. Maybe he had a trick-knee or something along those lines.

Now the question was, what to do next? After finding out about his name, he'd become able to find out more information about him through other means but what if he had lied. People often lied, he always hated being deceived.

[Vix]

Vix noted that the boy, Nix, had told the truth. He decided to simply avoid the question. Nix had no need to know his name, so why bother telling him. "It's unimportant, you don't need to know anyway." Vix said, smiling at the boy. When he noted the boy was intentionally keeping the exact same stride as him, Vix decided to walk a bit faster, then for no reason at all, begin walking very slow. He assumed the boy would mimic him, and he didn't want that. He hoped the boy would ignore it, and keep him own passe. He hated it when people felt the need to be right next to him. Vix liked having his space, air to breathe. When people got too close, it made him want, badly, to move away. And this Nix kid, was starting to push it a bit with Vix.

[Nix]

Oh, I didn't know that you were such a rude person. I thought that you would have the decency of giving your name to the person that gave you their own name. But no, I guess you think that you're above others.

He said loudly. He would've kept going with his speech, but he had said enough. The people that they had passed turned their heads towards them. If he didn't answer back with a name, he'd simply make it all the more convincing that he really believed himself to be superior than others. Nobody ever liked a arrogant, cocky person. He'd become known such as that. He was even walking farther away from him, that obviously would cause others to think about it all the more. So he just simply waited for an answer as he continued to walk at the same speed he had been earlier.

[Vix]

Vix's voice stayed low. He'd never cared what other's thought about him, and everyone here already knew he felt himself to be below others more than anything. Him thinking of himself as higher than others was absurd, and everyone who already knew his obvious reputation hadn't a doubt that it was untrue. "I don't find it rude. I simply wish not to tell you. I don't tell strangers things about me, especially one's who just chased after me. I don't trust you, and I don't want you to know much about me." He kept walking, not paying much mind to the very few others in the hall who attempted to listen in on what he was saying. He didn't care. There were too few students at this school yet for him to care about anything the one's who were here thought.

[Nix]

Fair enough.

Nix could always get his name from the teacher's records. It'll take a while, but at most he'll have his name within three days. So the guy was being cautious, didn't seem to care about what others thought of him. Ironic that he didn't want to give out information when he's giving enough hints to be exposed. But there was still information that he couldn't get through those means, he'd have to ask him directly. He wanted to know about his power in greater detail, hypotheses were good but there's no point to them if one cannot get the actual answer to the question.

In that case, Nix had simply need to befriend him. Befriend him, learn about him and store all the information to his head. He had a goal to achieve, for that he'd need to know about possible obstacles in the future. Hell, maybe he'd make a great ally for the plan. Everybody has such desires. Time to get started.

Well, I'm dreadfully sorry for what I had done earlier. I wasn't thinking straight at the time, please let me make amends. How 'bout this? Ask me of anything and I'll do so until completed.

[Vix]

Vix didn't even look at Nix. He listened to what he was saying though. "I needn't ask anything of you. My name's Vixen. I'd like it if you stop interrogating me now. Thanks." He half smiled, and kept walking in silence. His head was filled with questions. They buzzed around his mind. He wanted to know so much about this boy, but he didn't want to ask. He didn't want to have to give information to gain any either, so he kept his mouth shut. Eventually he'd lose interest in wanting to learn about Nix and find something else to focus on, but at the moment, his mind couldn't get off of it. It was clear Nix had some sort of special ability, but much different from Vix's. He wondered it's extent, and it's weak points. He wanted to understand it, but didn't want to ask.

[Nix]

Vixen, Vixen, Vixen. He swore he had heard the name somewhere before but he just couldn't recall where he heard it. Ah well, he'll figure out a lot more about Vixen whenever he could, right now becoming trusting of one another is on the first list of priority. But he had to stop asking around, even without being told to do so. He'd get suspicious of him, that wouldn't work out to his favor. So what could he do to befriend him... he never really tried to. He'd often found information through blackmail, manipulation and other ways.

He still had no dirt on Vixen to do so, he needed more information. As such he had stopped following Vixen, instead he was going straight to his dorm. He thought he might as well go exercise, he hadn't done so early in the morning due to all the classes he had for the day. He was originally going to skip but he somehow wounded up there later in the day and then went to the library. That reminded him... He had left the book behind. Oh well, he could always check it out the next day.

[Vix]

Vix could tell Nix's intention's had changed. He was clearly no longer following Vix, they were just, oddly, going in the same direction. Vix decided to ask him about what had happened. Worse case is... Well Nix goes crazy and kills Vix but that was unlikely. "What happened back there?" He asked. "How'd you do that when you were chasing me? You made the floor move... And it looked like you were just gliding across it." He stopped and turned, looking at Nix dead on. "That's not normal. How'd you do it?" He made it clear he wasn't leaving without an answer. He hid the fact that he was half terrified of what Nix would do, or what his reaction would be. He hoped if Nix over reacted he would be able to calm him down in time to save his own self from any trouble.

[Nix]

The floor was moving? I was gliding? Were you hit in the head by chance? How in the world would I be able to do such a thing? Did I take the time to install a mechanical floor all around this school and just have this remote controller that I keep in my back pocket?

Nix said as he chuckled through his word, this was good. He essentially just killed two birds with one stone, he made himself appear as a laid-back kind of person and he managed to avoid answering the question seriously. However this was bad, Vixen knew that there was something odd about Nix. It didn't seem as if he knew what his power was exactly, but he'd refrain from using it as much as he could around him. It wasn't favorable for someone that isn't a ally to know the weapon that he possesses.

Once all was said, he continued on and turned to the dorms area and while on his way to dorm #201, he ran his hands down into his left pocket to grab the keys. He stuck the key in and opened it up, which revealed that it was a real clean place. Most of the furniture was gone seeing as nobody else lived there and had been replaced by weights, a punching bag, speed-bag, trend-mill and even more things.

[Vix]

Vix could feel the fake emotions pouring off of Nix. He knew better, and he knew Nix knew so too. He turned away and kept walking down the hallway. He didn't care anymore. it didn't matter anyway. It wouldn't matter until Nix had something against him, and then he became a threat. But, for now at least, Vix wasn't phased. The fact that the boy had avoided the question made him angry though. He didn't like it when people avoided things, although he almost expected it. He had adjusted to expecting the worst, just so when it's not the worst, it seems a little bit better.

He knew the boy hadn't rigged anything mechanically, and it sort of bugged him because it was clear he had done it with his mind. He didn't really care so much that Nix could do it, as much as he cared about how he did it, and all that he could do with it.