Snippet #2451050

"Good Morning, and welcome to the New Blood students that have come and joined us this year! Please take this time to explore this facility and to enjoy the beauty and history that runs through the halls! If you have any questions, please find a faculty member or one of the Superlative students. Enjoy, and be merry!"

Jackson was already wide awake before the morning announcement. He was dressed in one of the first of his outfits that had been unpacked; A bluish grey, long sleeved shirt made of a soft comfy material , with three buttons running down the center and sleeves rolled up just above his elbows. A pair of slim fitting jeans, suspenders, brown boots that had been darkened in some areas by constant exposer to moister. The most peculiar feature of his person was the patches of blue, violet color that circumference his eye sockets.

He had been basking in the plainness of his dorm. His old room with his parents had been decorate head to toe drawings of many different species of birds, and oddly enough perfectly preserved specimens of the many different bug species he had managed to collect over the years while travelling with his parents, who were researchers of some small renown. It was their dream to make the next groundbreaking discovery, but he was never interested enough in their work to inquire about it on his own initiative. When he found out he would be leaving his old life behind, he decided to leave all of it, bug collection at all. He decided to begin a whole new collection from scratch for his new home and life.

When the scratchy announcement played over the intercom he took a deep breath while running a hand through his wavy brown, and a feeling of rebirth washed over him. It was a good feeling. Jackson was ready and excited to learn about and gain control of his strange new power, and even more eager to start his first official day at The Silhouette Institution. However, just as he was about to head out to explore his new home as instructed, he began to feel a familiar and almost impossible feeling to describe. It was happening already. The world around him became a disorienting blur as time seemed to slow down, and speed up to hundred times than normal all in the same moment accompanied by a feeling of extreme seasickness. The only way to put an end to it was to shut his eyes tight, prepare, and let the jump happen. It was like a brief moment of weightlessness and he would suddenly be across the room. This time something odd happened. When he closed his eyes, that moment of weightlessness lasted longer than usual, and when he opened his eyes he was facing the ceiling. The very second he realized what was happening his body collided with ground, hard. He had appeared in mid air this time, but he had no idea how far he had fallen or how bad he was hurt. When he tried to lift his head, he groaned and gave up on the simple task that took more out of him than it should. It made him dizzy and he saw stars.

He couldn't yet make out his surroundings as the disorienting after affects of shadow-stepping made it nearly impossible. However he could make out the shape of small blond girl, another student. <font color=533CBE>"Well...this is a bit awkward "</font> He spoke to the girl in an accent that was, even while slurred by his current condition, recognizably British.