Training Time(Honor)

[Alex Grayson]

Alex was actually not very nervous about his first training session at Hammel. He knew it was necessary, and that quite a few other precognitive students had breezed through the training here. However, Alex had absolutely zero control over his ability at the present moment, which was slightly unnerving. He wondered if his trainer would understand that there wasn’t really a way for him to look into the future at will, and that he didn’t want to have his power. He thought it was more of a curse than a blessing, anyways.

He stood outside of the training room, biting his lip. Actually being about to train was much more nerve-wracking than just thinking about it. He was becoming more anxious about his trainer- he was hoping for a nice one, someone who would use positivity to get him to use his powers.

Pacing outside of the training room, he watched another meta walk out. They looked older than him, and definitely worn out. He watched, and realized that it was probably his turn for training. He waited, wondering if he should go in or not. He figured that it’d be best to wait a few seconds… plus, for once, Alex was early.

He just hoped that he’d get along with his trainer, whoever they were.

[Honor Sayers]

Honor rubbed her left temple tiredly and sat on the bench, removing her shades and placing it beside her. Her training schedule was getting heavier and thus wearing her thin. She tried not to let her fatigue get the best of her. Nor did she let it be too obvious to her students.

Her last trainee was a Psionic Blaster. How hard it was to train him showed by the shaking of her hand as she tried to relax a bit. If she managed to finish with her last trainee for the day alive, she would probably sleep the rest of the day until tomorrow. And it was only the start of the week.

The next trainee she was getting should be arriving soon. She had set her watch to beep for the next session and because it hadn't beeped yet, she relaxed a bit. Wiping her forehead with the back of her palm, Honor closed her eyes and leaned back against the wall.

Not a minute later, her watch beeped and she sighed. She grabbed her walking stick and unfurled it down to the ground. Walking over to the door, she called out to whoever was outside.

"If you're Alex Grayson, you should come in now." She announced before letting her stick guide her back to the bench.

[Alex Grayson]

"That's me," he replied hastily.

Alex snapped out of the state he was in. If he was remembering correctly, Alex Grayson was his name... at least he wasn't forgetting his name yet. He walked towards the door, stepping inside the room after the woman who had just called for him. From what he was seeing, the woman was probably blind, not that it really mattered. Maybe her power was something else, and maybe she was just using the stick for other purposes. Alex couldn't make a conclusion at the present moment, anyways.

He closed the door behind him, just in case there was some sort of something about that.... if he wasn't supposed to close it, than Alex was doomed. He stood awkwardly, unsure of what to do. Sure, he was scared, and he knew he'd probably have a migraine from the session later on.

He looked at Honor, awaiting any sort of instruction.

[Honor Sayers]

A young voice caught her attention.

She turned slightly when the boy closed the door and went quiet. She turned back to where she was headed and sat back down on the bench she had occupied earlier.

Because she never read profiles properly, even though the files sent to her were in Braille, the only thing she knew about the profile was the name. Alexander Lucas Grayson.

"What are your powers and what do you intend to learn?" She asked, folding her stick and placing it beside her. She didn't take off her shades, though.

[Alex Grayson]

Alex thought carefully about what he was going to say. Making a bad first impression by saying the wrong thing was highly likely at this point.

He wondered why she was asking him about his power. He knew he couldn't say the truth- which was that he didn't want his power at all. He wanted it to be gone, his power not existing anymore. He wanted to be normal, like his brother. Though, he couldn't tell his trainer that. It'd be idiotic- there would be a good chance that she'd hate him for being unwilling to train.

"I'm a Precognition meta," he said, looking around the room. Normally, he'd have to explain what it was, but he was certain that his trainer would know. Hopefully she'd have trained some others with his power before this. "I can't control my ability. At all. I just want to stop having the random flashes and only see the future when I want to see it."

[Honor Sayers]

Not having any specific feelings about powers in general, Honor didn't have a biased opinion on people who were scared of their powers. She was glad about hers. They were subtle. She could use them without ever notifying anyone about them. Of course, in Hammel, her reputation probably preceded her considering how much of her powers she actually used on the students.

This boy, he wasn't scared of his powers. He just didn't want them. And that made Honor a little confused.

"You realise that it might lead you to a lifetime of headaches and nausea." She stated. "If you're willing to go through that just to have selective precog, sure."

[Alex Grayson]

So he'd have to go through the headaches no matter what. Great.

"I honestly don't know," Alex said, shaking his head. "I just want to stop having the random visions." He wanted them to stop- especially the recurring one of his brother gone. Though, all he'd seen of that one was his brother away from the house- Frankie, perhaps, wasn't going to be terribly hurt or anything that Alex was terrified of.

The random visions were what got him. He hated having them come up unexpectedly, and without any warning whatsoever. Alex wanted to be able to control the visions, maybe even stop them from happening- but he knew that probably couldn't happen. The future was something scary, and it should've been unknown, but no- the visions kept it so Alex was terrified of what he saw, if it was something bad or not.

[Honor Sayers]

"Well, you do or you don't. Just make up your mind. I'm running on two hours of sleep and you're not making it any better by being whiny and fickle." She pressed her thumb against the bone of her eyebrow.

She was much too tired to deal with a child who couldn't make a decision. She was also too tired to deal with someone who was too afraid to overcome his abilities.

"You have just manifested. You can't very well expect your random bursts to lessen that fast. You have to grow into your powers. Test their limits. Let the random come as often as possible. That way, you know what it's capable of."

[Alex Grayson]

Whiny and fickle? Alex thought not. Her words did sting, but Alex was determined not to show her that she was getting to him. It seemed like she really didn't care. He considered protesting, but decided against it. It really wasn't smart to do that.

"I... well, why are you asking me to get a goal when I have no clue what I can really do?" he asked quickly. He didn't mean for it to be rude, really. But he wasn't quite sure about this new trainer. She was scaring him.

[Honor Sayers]

His response was not something she anticipated. Especially not from a younger boy. She raised an eyebrow at him and stood up. By the sound of it, he was much shorter than her so her height was finally intimidating.

"I don't appreciate the tone you're giving me, Mr. Grayson." She said calmly, her lips carving into a smile. "But because today is your first day, maybe I will let it slide." Her hand reached down to clap on his head while her smile widened.

"Maybe you will sit down now. See to the near future. What can you see yourself accomplishing in this session?" She said softly, her voice very much playing a part of her manipulation. "Where do you see yourself in fifteen minutes from now?"

[Alex Grayson]

Alex was terrified. The smile was very unnerving, and she was taller then him, which proved to be intimidating. He couldn't let her see it though, or at least sense it. Keeping his breathing at a regular pace was proving to be a challenge, but it was being done, though not easily- at all. He wanted to go home again, Hammel really wasn't the place for him if this was what his trainer was going to be like.

Before he could reply with a snarky "I don't care", he forgot. And he'd lost control of his own actions.

He tried, he really did. But having his powers manifest not even three weeks ago, Alex had absolutely no control over his powers. He still didn't even know what he was capable of- but he certainly wasn't capable of this.

He was pretty much injuring himself by trying to predict what would happen in fifteen minutes- he simply couldn't do it.

[Honor Sayers]

A small crease appeared in the middle of Honor's forehead as she pulled her hand away from Alex's head. "Mmff." She pressed the heel of her palm against her temple, slowly moving backwards to sit.

She was getting weaker by the second and that touch was probably the end of her energy reserve. She could sense the struggle in the boy and she instantly felt bad. She knew exactly what it felt like.

"Mr. Grayson, come here." She ordered, reaching her hand out to reverse her power. But her headache was giving her more problems than anything else. She could very well pass out if she tried to do anything else.

[Alex Grayson]

Alex did her bidding, and walked over, and let out a sigh of relief once she reversed her power. He walked away, not wanting to be near her again, and rubbed at his forehead. Just trying to see the future had given him a small headache, though compared to the migraines that he'd had lately, it was absolutely nothing.

He wondered what had happened briefly, and then it dawned upon him- she'd hypnotized him into doing whatever she wanted. Upon first realizing this, his first instinct was to panic.

Looking at the ground, he knew he'd have to do something, and possibly try to get a new trainer. But something told him that he'd be stuck with Honor for a while. Alex missed home even more now- at least there, he wasn't forced to train with someone who he knew hated him.

[Honor Sayers]

Alex's silence bothered Honor more than she thought it would. She could also sense his hesitance. His very being was consuming her a little bit and she could feel the fear emanating from the smaller meta.

She dragged a shaky hand across her face and shook her head. "You're going to need a new trainer." Honor said, adjusting her protective eyewear as she grabbed her cane. As it unfurled, Honor stood and let the stick guide her. "Mr. Grayson, I'm going to have to leave now. See yourself out." She went to the door and with a few tries, she finally managed to turn the knob and walk out of the room.

"Allow me the courtesy of telling me when you've changed trainers." She said without turning back.

[OOC: Shall we wrap this up? Poor Alex.]

[Alex Grayson]

He didn't know what to think about that. Sure, he was slightly happy that he didn't have to deal with Honor anymore, but slightly upset. He'd proved too much of a challenge for what probably was a very capable trainer, and it'd say something bad about him to the training team. With a frown, Alex nodded. "Yes, ma'am," he said in a monotone, and glanced around the room. He needed to get ahold of his power-- he figured that had been where things had gone wrong. But, he had no clue how...

He stayed in the room in silence for a few minutes before exiting and making his way back to his dorm. He said nothing to his dormmates, and simply shut the door, and didn't pick the phone up when his mother called. He just wanted to think about this.

((ooc- sure! That was fun =D))