Hope... Doesn't Float (Honor)

[Hope Ryder]

Hope looked around at the room and bit her lip. She'd found it early, like she was trying to find all her classes, she wanted to make good impressions on all her teachers, and she wanted to learn.
It was far from a normal school, but so far most of the classes she'd attended had been pretty normal, this was her first scary one. She was calling it scary because it involved power.
Her power.

It was still weird trying to grip that she had a power, that she could create flames, well, that she had. She ran her fingers through her hair and the long brown locks fell back down beside her face and hung in curves over her shoulders before falling down her back.
She had so far not seem Clarity, and part of her was so relieved it was unbelievable, the other part of her longed to see her older sister in the halls, wanted desperately to run up to her and wrap her arms around her.

Hope closed her eyes and found a wall to lean against. She was trying to make friends, but she knew they'd not replace the family she felt so separated from. Ella was the closest thing she had at the moment, but she was making a start.
This was a big change, a big adjustment, and she'd always handled changes well, but this change had followed another, both in fairly quick succession, it was a test of her strength and she planned on passing.

She was only a kid still after all.

[Honor Sayers]

Honor thought it was a joke when she got another file for a trainee. Hope Ryder, the file read. Upon further inspection, it said she was a fire manipulator. Honor knew the student selection was random but the coincidence that her student had the same name as her sister was laughable.

But she clattered on to the indoor training arena [at least she got the pleasure of choosing where training was held] anyway.

Opening the door, she tapped her stick on the bench she knew was right beside the door to announce her arrival. "Name, power, what you want achieved in your training." It was a tired speech but she needed it to assess the trainee.

[Hope Ryder]

Hope straightened up and pushed off the wall as she heard the door open and watched as a young woman entered. Hope frowned slightly as she started to walk slowly towards the woman. She stopped in front of the blonde and bit her lips as she took in the appearance, she was about the same height as Hope and she was beautiful. But, it was obvious she was blind, the stick, and now Hope was closer, the colour of her eyes.
Hope licked her lips and then cleared her throat slightly as the woman finished her first few words.

”Hope Ryder,” she started a little slowly. She swallowed a lump and crossed her arms nervously against her stomach. ”I’ve made fire with my hands, and I just want to be able to control it… So that it doesn’t control me.” She stated nervously. Because she was assigned this person, did it mean this woman could play with fire too? How many people did Ella say could manipulate fire? Pyrokinesis. That was the name of it wasn’t it? Clarity had Cyrokinesis. At least that was what Hope thought it was called, she had tried to avoid thinking about the fire that had spurted from her hands and reached the book, actually Hope had tried to avoid thinking on everything since she’d come here. It was a lot of adjusting, and another person with experience might be helpful in the change.

[Honor Sayers]

A pyro. A scared pyro to be exact. No, this was not going to go too well. She heard of a pyro around campus. Samuel something. That boy was dangerous and a little crazy, if she didn't sound too hypocritical. And he was an uncontrolled pyro. If only Honor could just sink her claws into him...scare the crap out of him so he would be forced to control himself...

Enough of that. This girl...Hope it was. It seemed so...ironic that Hope was nervous about her powers.

"How noble of you." Honor sneered before taking off her glasses and placing her stick near the door. "Are you new, Hope? Or have you been passed around trainers before this?" Honor asked.

[Hope Ryder]

Hope frowned slightly as her trainer sneered and she looked down to the ground, so far, it wasn’t feeling like this session would be very helpful. She didn’t think anything she had said seemed noble, was it noble to want to control something that was inside you?
”I’m new. I’ve been here a few days.” She answered quietly, watching the blind trainer and licking her lip. How exactly did someone who was blind train people? Wouldn’t she need to be able to see what they were doing to instruct? Or to see in case anything went wrong?
Maybe she only got students like Hope that had powers that would make noise and change the temperature. Had she taught Clarity?

Hope’s heart jerked slightly and she found her right hand pulling on some of her dark brown hair. She wondered if the woman had always been blind, or if it had something to do with her powers. Maybe she could ask Ella when this was over. Were teachers allowed to dispel information about each other to students? Would the teachers all know each other well enough to answer the question? This woman didn’t seem very friendly.
Hope smiled, maybe she should make it a mission. ”Do you have a power?” She wasn’t sure if all the teachers here had powers or not, here was as good a place as any to start finding out wasn’t it?

[Honor Sayers]

"So I'm your first trainer?" Honor raised an eyebrow before sighing and taking a few steps back to sit down on te bench, careful to push away her glasses. She crossed one leg over the other before resting her arms over the raised leg.

The silence from the girl wasn't anything Honor wasn't used to so she was about to ask the girl about her power but the younger meta voiced out her own question. A smirk planted across her face before she looked up to where she thought the voice was coming from. "We'll see, won't we?"

"Tell me, Hope...what were you feeling when your powers first manifested?" Honor wasn't actually interested in the touchy feely feelings girls were prone to divulge in so if the younger girl started to bawl over that, Honor was ready to stop her at any given point.

[Hope Ryder]

Hope gave a small smile and nodded in response to Honor’s question. She cleared her throat again and said ‘yes’ and then started to pull and tug on her fingers nervously. The skirting around an answer made her feel a little unsure. What were her teacher’s powers? Where they like Ella’s? Could she stop Hope’s fire before it got dangerous?
Hope sniffed slightly, she hoped so.

She frowned and thought back to the first time she made fire.
”I was scared, it was an accident, the books were falling on me and before I knew it, they were just ash…” She bit her lip, she’d been trying to protect herself, she’d gotten embarrassed and upset cause she’d had no idea what she could do, still didn’t.
She bit the corner of her lip as her trainer sat down and swallowed a lump. ”So, how does this work?” She asked slowly. She wondered how far Clarity had come since she’d arrived not long ago. Did she have control over her ice?

[Honor Sayers]

The girl's reply was responded with a small curt nod before Honor listened to the girl's power manifestation. A lot of the times, the powers manifest when they are angry or sad or frightened. Same old story over and over again. Honor herself didn't remember her power manifestation all too well but she knew it hadn't been a dire circumstance. It seemed an extension to her personality and that was all she remembered.

Obviously the first step for this girl to take was to overcome her fear. Of her powers and of her emotions. Pyros usually acted on rage. That was when their powers fully build. Honor folded her arms neatly on her lap and leaned back slightly. "So you were scared of books falling on you? That's a bit of a wuss move isn't it?" Honor aked, trying a mild approach to get the girl a little angry.

[Hope Ryder]

Hope pursed her lips and twisted her ankle back and fourth, which scuffed the bottom of her shoe on the floor. She felt weird, but she couldn't turn around and escape the lesson. She had to learn how to harness and control the power inside her, that was what she was here for.
If it was going to be weird leaning than so be it. She bit her bottom lip and forced a small smile even though Honor couldn't see it.

What her teacher said next was a bit of a surprise. Hope frowned slightly and ran a hand through her hair again.
"Well, they were high up and heavy books, and there was a weird boy staring at me on the other side of the shelf..." She swallowed and shifted nervously. "I just didn't expect it to happen, it was a surprise and I lost control of everything." She started to pace now, remembering what she had felt when it happened.

[Honor Sayers]

The student was aggravated, Honor could tell. With a few choice words, she knew the girl would crack. It just had to be a good few choice words. And they presented themselves in a form of a retort towards the younger woman.

"Oh no, a weird boy. However did you survive that ordeal." Honor placed a hand over her heart, feigning sympathy. "You really ought to suck it up, little girl. There will be a lot of weird boys staring at you and do you really want your powers to be that active when they do? Is that what you want happen?

"I suppose it would be easier, wouldn't it? Use your powers on things that you don't like. I can understand the intrigue it brings." She was really laying it thick but if it meant the girl would be angry and use her powers involuntarily, then Honor wasn't one to complain. She wanted results, she wasn't in the business of making her students feel good about themselves. This was not a Hallmark original movie.

[Hope Ryder]

Hope moved an arm to the arm that had been frozen by her sister and rubbed it as if it was cold. she watched her trainer, waiting for some kind of instruction but frowned when the young woman spoke next. The sarcasm was a surprise and Hope dropped her arm and stepped back. Was this school serious? Was this woman really a teacher? Somebody who was supposed to nurture and support the students as they learnt how to use their gifts?

Didn't they think about how dangerous this could be?

It was the suggestion of using her powers on things she didn't like that got her frustrated the most. Was that what Clarity had done to her? She felt herself getting hotter and she shook her head.
"I didn't mean it! It was an accident, and I wish it had never happened ok?" Her hands were starting to move from her sides and were beginning to wave around near her head. She had no idea she was being baited, but she was taking it hook, line and sinker.

[Honor Sayers]

Honor hid the growing smirk on her lips when Hope snapped a little. She was delighting in the fact that no matter who it was she aggravated, it usually worked. It may not be her life's mission to make people hate her but if she managed to achieve that then who was she to complain? She had the power to make them think they like her, life was good.

"You best calm down, young lady. I don't need that tone directed at me. I'm your trainer and your superior. Show some respect." Honor snapped back, starting to stand up. She wasn't exactly at a height where she was imposing but she thought she was. "Just because you didn't wish for it to happen doesn't mean it's going to go away so what are you going to do about it? Let it consume you? It's in your blood, kid. You can't get rid of it and the sooner you deal with it, the better."

[Hope Ryder]

Hope stopped and looked at the other woman in exasperation. Was she serious now? She turned and looked at the trainer and ran a hand through her long brown hair again. ”I don’t want it to happen again, that’s why I came here!” She flung her hands down by her side and felt them heating up. She paused slightly and looked down. Her skin was red, and she could feel it getting hot, was this planned? Had her trainer decided to make her angry to get her powers active?

That was so incredibly stupid. ”I came here to learn how to control it, now are you going to teach me or are you just going to be mean?” Her hands went from her chest to her shoulders almost like a shrug, and it was then that two small fireballs poofed out from the palms of her hands into the air and onto the ceiling. She gasped and closed her hands quickly, tucking them into her jeans’ pockets and looked up at the puffs of smoke. ”Oh my gosh.” She said shakily.

[Honor Sayers]

The young girl's whining was getting on Honor's nerves but the moment she felt the heat coming from her, a hint of a smile appeared on her face before she turned it into a frown. "Mean? You think this is me being mean? You don't know half of it, little girl." She sneered at Hope's shoulder, her sight completely off from Hope's face where she intended the sneer to be directed at.

"How can I help you control it if you can't even control your emotions? You do realise your power is triggered by your feelings? If you have to get angry every time someone pisses you off or if you have to be sad every time you get hurt, you will never be able to control your powers." Honor's voice was level and she had an eyebrow raised.

"If you want someone to tell you everything is fine and dandy, you should go and find yourself another trainer. I'm here to make you understand that your emotions shouldn't be what governs your actions." Honor scooped up her glasses and slid it over her nose. "And whoever trains you, you better watch your tongue around them." She added, just to get a rise out of the young girl.

She grabbed her walking stick and stood up from the bench, prepared to leave.

[Hope Ryder]

Hope was still in shock that she’d made fire again. Her hands were still hot and she could feel her body trembling, not from cold, but from shock. She’d done it again, she’d made fire. She choked a little on a dry laugh of disbelief and then turned and looked towards her trainer as she sneered near her shoulder. She bit her lip and listened in silence, looking up to the roof and thinking about the flames. She’d really done it… And it was because the trainer had baited her. She frowned a little and turned her attention back to Honor as she began to close off her spiel.

She thought about Clarity and her arm.
“Do you train my sister? Can you really help me control it?” she asked, the insecurity evident on her voice. Hope felt her stomach churning as Honor stood and took her stick, getting ready to leave. She swallowed a lip and was partly glad that Honor couldn’t see the desperation in her eyes. As scary as it was, Hope had the feeling that Honor and her brash way of talking would help her control a lot of things, and then she wouldn’t hurt anyone by accident like Clarity had hurt her.

----sorry bout the wait. First week of double jobbing. -.-‘ ----