Blacke and White [Danni]

[Lucas Blacke]

The last time he found himself at the mall was because of public transportation, not like now where he had been driven by his own car for the first time. It had finally happened, he had found a cheap second hand one a while back and upon getting his license he had finally been allowed to go pick it up and pay for it using the money he had saved up from his part-time job for the last few months.

While walking around he had been catching himself playing with his keys quite alot because, god was it fun! He had plans to upgrade his car a bit with new gadgets and such, and since his last time he did manage to get a fun little radio for his car he could use for music as it accepted both CD's and had a nice little USB port for those times he wanted something other that In Flames to listen to. No way those guys would be anything other than on CD for him.

He hoped to god he would be able to find some decent albums for once but, like normal, expected the worst. He had gone through multiple stores like before and had found nothing, also like before. Which was odd because he did find multiple albums by bands way heavier than In Flames but the ones he was looking for were nowhere to be found. He blamed this on his personal streak of luck and shrugged most stores off. No one even recognized his cap that said 'In Flames we trust'.

He was losing the hope of finding anything and went to lean against a wall, letting out a small sigh as his hand reached down his pants pocket and started fondling his keys again.

Well, at least at this rate he would have enough money left for a decent sound system.

[Danni Lauraina White]

Just because she didn't go outside often, it didn't make her some kind of agoraphobic hermit. No, with proper amounts of sunblock and being careful with her eyes, she was able to go out and do normal things from time to time. And at this point in time, she was getting more exploring in while also getting some paints in the same sweep. Two birds with one stone, nothing really wrong with that. Unless you were a bird. Or someone who was totally against stone throwing. Well, that got a little further dissected than she had planned on. Danni shook her head at herself and continued to walk through the mall she was trying to mentally map out as she wandered through it.

Sure, the sensible thing to do when coming to the mall with intent to shop for only one thing would be to look at the map, but she wasn't trying to be sensible right now. That, and she didn't mind deviating from the plan a little as long as the end result was her getting her paints before she went back to the school. What, it was a brand new place, a bigger mall than she was used to, and she was a teenaged girl. It kind of called for her to want to shop around a little. Anyways, she had just come across a bakery that had the most amazing smells coming from it and she couldn't resist popping in briefly to grab a cinnamon roll before paying for it and continuing on her way.

Her cheeks flushed slightly from joy and confidence as she thought about the looks she had gotten. The looks she still was getting. Her paleness and pink eyes already got attention but throw in the fact that she was wearing a white turtle-neck bat wing sweater, a pair of white jeans, and a pair of white shoes meant that her natural appearance was enhanced to make them stick out even more than they already did. It wasn't that she was an attention whore or anything like that, she just... alright, maybe she was slightly an attention whore, but it was through appearance only. It wasn't like she was loud or turned the focus of a conversation to herself or something like that. She was just proud of her appearance, just like she had been raised up to be. It was one of the things that made her who she was.

As she ate the cinnamon roll and walked, she did end up pausing again. Music. When she spotted the music store, she realized that she'd forgotten to pack her cd's when she had been getting things together for the move. Sure, they could be mailed to her, but it would take days or a week. Maybe longer depending on how busy her family was. And it wasn't like she could paint and play her violin at the same time to have a tune to do art to. Well, she could try but it would end up rather sloppy. Luckily, the cinnamon roll wasn't a huge one, so she managed to finish it off without lurking outside of the store like some spurned ghost or something for too long before heading in with now free hands and a lack of threat of spreading crumbs all over everything. Not that she was a messy eater, she just liked to lessen the chance of droppage.

The first thing she did, was look for the section where the movie soundtracks may be hiding. Yes, she liked those. They just seemed to help her get more in touch with her creative side. But, when she saw where they might have been, she noticed two things. One, the walkways seemed pretty narrow in this store. Two, well someone was standing in the particular one she had to get through to get to the section.

"Excuse me, I need to squeeze past you for a second." She said.

[Lucas Blacke]

''Right, 'course. Sorry.'' He replied instantly without looking as he got the request, while not in those exact words, to step aside. When he stepped to the side a bit he saw that the one moving past him was pretty pale, and not only through clothing. Wait, hadn't he seen an unusually pale girl at the school recently? He didn't remember how she looked exactly but who could forget white skin? It kind of intrigued him though he resisted the urge to up and follow the random girl just because her skin happened to look cool, maybe the issue of her albino-ism was a tender subject which she didn't like addressed anyway.

As he looked at where she was going he saw that she was heading towards where the movie soundtracks were. Oddly enough Luke had a good amount of those just so he could imitate the one who played it. Okay so he mostly got live performances, who cared when he could play most of them by just thinking about them afterwards? Maybe that'd be a good starting point for a conversation, or maybe he could go up to her and mention his car. As his uncle used to say 'Luke, bitches love cars'.

The thought of that put a smile on his face despite him deciding against that. It wouldn't be a good thing to mention that without building any pretense, and even then it could be interpreted as scary. Maybe he'd just stick with the Hammel sightings.

He slowly walked over as he pretended to go through the CD's and DVD's stacked around the store when he realized that with what he was wearing he looked like some kind of stalker. He quickly turned his cap around so the flap wouldn't be casting a shadow on his face as he finally stood next to the girl. He flipped through a few titles before saying anything to her though, he didn't want her to think he was following her. Despite the fact he was doing exactly that he didn't want to be perceived as a creep.

''Say, ain't ya from Hammel?'' He said, turnng his head to the white girl in the white clothing. ''I'm almost positive I've seen ya around campus, if only a glimpse.'' He finished, trying really hard to avoid saying that she was white.

[Danni Lauraina White]

The guy was a good enough sport about moving, which was nice. It wasn't that she came from a rude place where everyone acted like a dick or anything like that, she was just taking notes about Hammel and Pilot Ridge so she'd be able to get to know the place better. Though, she hadn't really expected the apology. Choosing not to dwell on it, Danni slipped by with a brief thanks muttered out, then went to her destination.

There was a decent selection, she noted as she picked up one of the soundtracks to look over. It was the one from Sunshine. Not bad, but she had already listened to it what felt like a million times... Alright, so it had been two hundred and one. Yes, she kept track. Danni had a habit of counting things sometimes. Well, she would admit to only doing it sometimes.

She put the case down and plucked up another before beginning to look it over. As she was looking at the list of songs from Ink, she was brought to a pause as the guy she had passed earlier, started talking to her. When he mentioned Hammel, she looked away from the back cover and made eye contact, her reddish pink ones meeting his blues.

"Actually, yeah. I just moved in the day before yesterday. So you live there too? Or were you a visitor or something? I can't remember if visitors are allowed or not."

[Lucas Blacke]

So she was looking at some soundtracks he didn't know. This was interesting, perhaps, if she knew her stuff, he could borrow some good music from her. Little did she know this was his domain. Not the store but the music, he may not have liked music most people would consider normal, but he couldn't really live without music all that long. Most of the time if he was going long enough without music around him he'd start hearing some songs in his head or pay attention to the sounds around him and try to find a rythm or something, play air guitar if no one was looking or just mouth the words to a song, that one he did plenty and mainly with In Flames songs. Stranger yet, he used to write the words down on paper despite getting lyrics with every song.

But she obviously gravitated toward movie soundtracks. Not that they weren't fun to listen to, but it wasn't really his cup of tea. He shrugged internally. To each their own, right?

''So ya are from Hammel.'' He said as he put up a smile. ''Good to meet ya.'' He took his signature bow, not caring who saw it and looked at the white girl. ''Lucas Blacke, at yer service.'' When he got out of his little bow he did remember to mention that she shouldn't listen to the random gossip and that ''I'm not a bad guy despite what everyone says. I swear!''

From what she said she seemed okay enough with herself, unless she was acting like she didn't have white skin. Which, if that were to be the case, would slightly disappoint him.

''An' I don't know if visitors are allowed.. either way, I ain't one. I'm attending Hammel.'' He stuck out his hand. ''Good to meet ya, fellow student! Maybe I can.. ya know, show ya around sometime.''

''If ya want. No pressure.''

[Danni Lauraina White]

Yes, yes she was from Hammel, she thought to herself when he commented on it. It would take a little getting used to to hear and say that, but it was the facts now wasn't it. And from what she had heard, she would be there for a good while too, thanks to how difficult her power was. It was still strange to think like that. To think of herself as having a power. Dream-walker, they had called her. The name was fitting for the power seeing how that was exactly what she did. Well, what she thought she did.

She smiled a little when he told her it was good to meet her and added in a bit of a bow. She hadn't met anyone that bowed at people. Well, outside of a martial arts place. As he introduced himself, she had a name to go with the face. But then, when he followed it up by telling her that he wasn't a bad guy despite what everyone said, she rose a stark white brow at him. So he had a bad reputation, huh? And he seemed pretty fucking nervous too. Even after he had filled her in on his thoughts about the allowance of visitors and such, he went to seeming nervous again while telling her that he could show her around Hammel if she wanted. Was it because he wanted a good first impression? Or because he really didn't want to be labeled as a bad guy?

"I'm Danni. And sure, I could use another tour or two. The place is huge." She stated, resisting smirking as she thought about his last name.

What, it was kind of funny considering what her own was.

[Lucas Blacke]

Why of all times to be awkward did he choose now to be hung up over what people thought about him. While he wasn't as bad as some people he knew he thought he was being a bit nervous and felt it, hoping to make a good first impression on the new one in school. He needed to go back to pretending, her figured, shed his nerves and grow some balls instead.

''A tour I can help ya with. The Hammel place though, this place not so much. Ain't much reason for me to go here, I have only really been here a few times and only 'cause I need some music for in my car. Which, I'm assuming, yer able to help me with. Unless what yer holding isn't music which I highly doubt.'' He joked as he did his best to not try and be cool and instead just be himself for, not only his own sake but for hers as well. So what if she got around to thinking badly about him? At least he'd have done it himself instead of some stupid gossip at school.

He looked at the soundtrack to Lord of the Rings, or rather the entire collection of music to the movie. As if he didn't know those by heart already. ''Is movie based music the only stuff ya like? I hope not, I mean, I'm right here.'' He joked, looking at her with a smile.

He put his hand in his pocket and started playing with his keys again for some reason. For some reason he really enjoyed playing with those keys. But then again, maybe he wanted her to notice what he was doing and comment on it. Whether she looked or not Luke found himself oddly obsessed by the color of both her eyes and skin, though moreso that of her eyes. He had never seen anything like it before. It looked cool to say the least.

''Do ya get lotsa comments 'bout yer skin?'' He asked bluntly after mulling it over a bit. Best thing to do was just be straight, right?

[Danni Lauraina White]

Okay, so he was decently familiar with the school but not the mall. She'd likely remember that. Danni was about to tell him just a school tour would be fine but then he went on to saying a somewhat cheesy comment about her helping him pick out music for his car. She had no idea on what his tastes were in music, but the cheesiness of the joke did make her laugh a little. And when he asked her if movie soundtracks were all she liked, she shook her head.

"No, I just like it the most for when I'm painting. That way I don't get distracted by the lyrics, you know?" She told him.

Kind of like how he seemed to be getting distracted by his keys. Well, she hoped it was his keys he was playing with. Oh that was bad. She might have face palmed if she hadn't been in public.

Luckily, she was distracted away from her jokes when he asked her about her skin and if she got comments about it. At that, she smirked and that brow arched again briefly.

"Actually, you'd be surprised at how little people talk about it. I think they try to avoid saying anything or something, assuming I might be sensitive about my albinism." She told him.

Her tone might have given away that she had no issue with her albinism. That she might have actually liked it. But she didn't put it into words, not being that big of a talker. Danni had a habit of giving things away with looks or her tone rather than going into lengthy explanations.

[Lucas Blacke]

So she painted? He knew there was a reason he had been hanging out with that Akira guy. Sure, it wasn't painting what he did but surely there wouldn't be that much of a difference. It made sense she liked that kind of music because she wouldn't be distracted by the lyrics, but something about it all kind of irked Luke. Why, if the way she put it was any indication, was she lookking for music to listen to if she'd been painting for a while now and likely had a bunch of music already?

He was about to comment on that when she went on to reply to his question about her skin. Judging by the way she talked about it she wasn't really avoiding it rather than accepting it, and maybe that had something to do with how little people addressed it. ''Shocker.''

He took his hand from his pocket and smiled. ''Ye'd think people would address it more. I sure as hell won't avoid talkin' 'bout it if ya don't. Admittedly I didn't wanna mention it at first because for all I knew it was a touchy subject. But now that I know ya don't really have any problems with it..''

He shrugged as he stepped a bit closer to her, looking more closely into her eyes. He had always liked eyes, and he was a sucker for anything out of what he thought was the norm. He wondered if they were lenses or something considering he had never really met an albino before. He knew what it entailed, or enough of it to know what was going on, but the eyes were a bit of a mystery to him. He knew about the skin and she fit that profile, and the hair, but he had never heard about the eyes being different.

''It looks fuckin' cool, if ya don't mind me sayin'. It looks nice, an' I'm not just sayin' that to get in yer pants or anythin'.'' He joked. ''Though I wouldn't say no.'' He added with a shrug.

[Danni Lauraina White]

A slight huff of amusement left her when he made that "shocker" comment. Well, she supposed people might have had a good reason not to talk about it to her, seeing how she could imagine how some people who had albinism would be self-conscious about it. Or even wishing that they were "normal". It was something that her family had been worried about when it came to her. Though she could imagine herself having had that issue if she hadn't been raised up the way she had been about it, at the same time she couldn't really see herself being like that. It was kind of odd, sure, to think about it. But, she supposed she couldn't really know what it really was like unless she lived it out. And she didn't see herself living it out any time soon if at all.

When Lucas spoke about thinking that people would address it more, and that he wouldn't avoid the topic if she didn't, she rose that brow of hers again. He just kind of said what was on his mind, didn't he. Though, he did admit that he had avoided doing as such at first until she'd more or less showed him she was fine about it.

He stepped closer and she ended up looking up at him to see what he might have been up to. They'd been holding the conversation just fine from the distance they had been in earlier. Maybe he wanted a better look at her? It wasn't like Albinos were all that common, never mind albinism in humans... well, Metahumans. Well, she didn't really know that for sure now that she thought about it. After-all, Danni hadn't really known about metahumans until she'd suddenly turned out to be one, so there was that. But then again, he really wouldn't have asked her about her looks if it was all that common, now would he?

A smile formed on her pale lips when he told her that she looked cool and that it was nice. But then, she ended up laughing and pushing him playfully when he commented about the getting in her pants thing.

"Hahaha... Pervert." She commented right after the push.

"I'm fourtee... fifteen." She added with a smirk.

Fifteen. She still had to remind herself of that. Her birthday had been just a little over a week ago so the age was still fresh for her.

[Lucas Blacke]

Yeah, he was a pervert. But that had never stopped him from doing anything before, so why should it suddenly stop him? Unless she knew he was joking, which he was. There was no way he could want to do that with someone so new to the school, even if she, for some odd reason, wanted him to. The fact she was fifteen also quite stumped him, she didn't really look fifteen, but then again he wasn't the best judge of age. But did it really matter? Maybe it did to her, but to Luke age was just a number. Perhaps she thought the same about it and was just using it to keep him at bay, which actually was what she was doing as she physically pushed him away even if it was paired with a laugh.

Which actually made him question it all that more. ''Not to sound all that creepy, but why'd ya state yer age? I never asked for it? Unless yer like.. takin' the gettin' into yer pants comment seriously.'' He told her. ''I can assure ya that I'm not like that.'' He added as he put his hands up and backed up slightly. Obviously she wanted her space, and if that wasn't the case she was doing a hell of a job making him think the wrong thing.

''I joke lots, but I don't do anythin' without yer say-so.'' He said as he put his hands down and one hand flipped back into his pocket. He hesitantly looked beyond the girl instead of directly at her now as he wondered what was going on. He needed to get to know her better to be able to tell when she was joking and when not.

''I'm eighteen.'' He finally said. ''So?''

[Danni Lauraina White]

What kind of question was that? Asking her why she told him her age? He was the one joking about getting in her pants, which wasn't exactly what something did with minors, right? What, did he have a problem with her giving him that info or something? From what he was saying and how he was acting, that seemed like the case now didn't it. Her brow twitched slightly from a combination of uncertainty and annoyance. It wasn't annoyance towards him though, no, it was more towards herself. She was so used to living in a place where everyone kind of knew everyone that she put herself out there too much. Maybe a playful push at a stranger wasn't the best idea even if he had started with the joking around first. And now he was acting like she had labeled him as some kind of sex offender or something.

Danni gave a soft outward sigh through somewhat pursed lips as if giving a soundless whistle then went to looking at the CD case that was in her hands, reading a line or two from the back and counting the letters. The counting helped her not to let herself get too bothered about this awkward turn of events.

"Nothing. Never-mind. Playing gone wrong." She replied before putting the case down and picking another up.

The soundtrack for I Am Legend. Alright, finally something she hadn't heard more than ten times.

Things were much simpler in dreams, she thought to herself. Sure, she hadn't been a great amount of them or anything like that, but from the few times she had ended up in someone's dream she had quickly come to realize that things weren't as complicated there. Sure, there were a lot of things that didn't make sense there, but life didn't make sense anyways. It was just that in dreams, things were more forgiving. At least, from what she had seen so far.

[Lucas Blacke]

He grew a smile as she tuned down and looked a bit annoyed at his comments. She'd given up by telling him to leave it, giving him some lame ass line 'playing gone wrong' did she know what his thought on playing was? It was probably what gave him a bad reputation at school but he did decide to leave the neat and huggable Luke behind for now and just show the real him, right? Though at this point he was stuck thinking that pretending was the real him.

He playfully bumped against her shoulder as she eyed an album and grinned as if to say she lost, looking at her. ''Stoppin' so soon? This is playing gone wrong.. ya need to keep it up even if someone gets offended, no fun otherwise!'' He said with a wink. He hadn't really planned on it, but he went on the path of the joker. He'd done that before and it got him beat up, though he was blindly assuming a fifteen year old couldn't beat him up unless she had super strength or something.

Oh crap, what if she did have super strength? He never thought about asking her for her power. Though using a power like that in a public place would give quite the negative spin on things, so he figured he was safe for now if that did happen to be the case. He shrugged and simply smiled with a shake of his head.

''So whats yer power anyway?'' He asked, waving away what he had said before even if just mentally. ''Are ya a weather manipulator or somethin'? Could be that ya can control snow somehow considerin' yer skin and such.''

[Danni Lauraina White]

He surprised her when he bumped against her shoulder, especially with how much of a distance had been between them before he had swooped in to do that. Fast bugger, wasn't he. Maybe speed was his ability? Nah, he had moved quickly but it hadn't been that quickly. But then again, he might have been slowing himself down just enough so it wouldn't bring notice in public when he did that. Well, crap.

As he went on asking her if she was stopping so soon and following that up by telling her that it wasn't fun unless you continued even after someone was offended, she finally looked at him. And her expression was a somewhat confused one. Well, more curious than confused. So he was the mess-around type? Kind of like Loki or something?

"So you're admitting you were offended?" She asked him, half asking and half telling him that she herself hadn't been offended.

She blinked a couple of times when he asked her about her power. Just like that, asked her. When he went to guessing and explaining why he had guessed weather manipulation, she snickered a little.

"No, I'm not like Elsa." She replied.

"They say I'm a Dream-Walker or something like that." She told him.

"What about you?"

[Lucas Blacke]

He wasn't admitting to being offended, not by a long shot. Maybe he was slightly but that was before he decided to be a dick about it, he was one of those guys that didn't like to admit to anything though he did just that most other times. He was a strange guy and even he knew it. But part of him being able to take a punishing meant having to know he was weird, it just always surprised him how long it took others to figure that one out and just how strange he could be at times.

She was oddly okay with him saying that and didn't really come up with a reason not to continue the conversation or something or just simply walk off. But then again he hadn't given her any time to walk off as he went on to ask about her power right after he had said the thing about continuing the play.

She replied not being like Else which kind of confused him when he realized a bit too late she was from Frozen. He chuckled slightly as she went on to tell about what she did do, that she was a dream walker. Or what people called a dream walker, much like people told him he had this thing called assumed muscle memory and he just called it awesome.

''Dream walker? Indian style? Can ya like, give people epiphanies or somethin'?'' He asked. That'd be awesome he figured, though a bit odd because he thought how you would be able to tell the difference between a dream and reality. But if she didn't have any issues with it he wouldn't rake them up to the surface.

''I have somethin' people call assumed muscle memory. It's pretty awesome.'' He told her when she asked about his power. He wanted to tell her more like he had done every other time someone asked about his power but since she didn't really explain hers he figured he could get away with it too.

Though the urge was still there.