Breaking Out? [CELENA]

[Sayaka Ito]

Deep breaths. Just take those and no one will think you're suspicious she told herself as she seat in the empty classroom, taking her own advice as she did indeed take her own advice. There was a festival going on that night. Not just any festival, but an Asian festival at that, a chance to celebrate her heritage...but she could not go. Not without an adult, and she felt no adult would be willing to take a child to a festival like that, late at night, especially a child from Hammel.

So Sayaka had not even bothered to ask anyone, and instead had let her emotions get the better of her as she fled to an empty classroom. It hadn't taken long at all, and already Sayaka couldn't remember if the door had been locked or not. Even if it had, well, gravity could well solve a lot of problems. Regardless, the girl was sitting there in one of the desks, nearly curled up into a ball with her head on her knees, tears at the edges of her eyes. On one hand, if she did try to break out to go to the festival, and got caught, something bad might happen. She had no idea how bad, but something would happen.

On the other hand, if she didn't go....well, it'd be running away from her culture, her heritage. She could dig out. Tweak the gravitational attraction between the ground and the Earth's pull. But she had no idea what kind of consequences that might have, or if her power might stay stable. She tried to keep her composure as she sat there in that empty room, unable to think of a way to get to the festival without causing some kind of trouble.

[Celena Grace]

Celena walked down the halls of the classrooms. She was trying to block out all the emotions of all the students she passed. It was easier said than done, but it was something she needed to keep doing so she would get a better hang of it, so the nosebleeds would hopefully stop. She was hoping it will get better soon; she didn’t want to be held back because she wasn’t mastering her power like she should be. But she just couldn’t seem to get a handle on it. She guessed everyone was different with handling their power, but for her it was really frustrating.

Celena found a classroom that had looked empty from the outside but wasn’t quite empty. She saw a little girl sitting at one of the desks. It didn’t take an empathy to figure out the girl was distressed by something. It wasn’t like Celena to just ignore someone when upset, she liked seeing people happy and hated seeing others sad. Celen walked over to the desk she was sitting at and sat on the desk in front of the girl. “Hey. What’s wrong?” She wasn’t about to ask if she was okay because she clearly wasn’t. She hoped there was something she could do to help the girl. “I’m Celena! You can call me Celen if you want, I don’t really care.” She shrugged with a smile as she held out her hand to shake hands with the girl.

[Sayaka Ito]

Sayaka could hear the door moving, and just about as rapidly as she could, the girl shifted position. She was no longer curled up into a ball in the desk; nope, she was just sitting in it normally, just with her head facedown. Sayaka doubted she could hide the pain she felt right then, at least on her face, and so she opted to do the best thing and just literally hide her face.

Maybe the girl wouldn't speak to her or anything! Of course that was stupid though, why else would she have walked right in here? Sayaka tried not to let herself think too much about that. How did this girl even know she was in here at all? It wasn't as if Sayaka had thrown a party celebrating the fact that she was completely miserable, not being able to go to the festival.

And then the girl spoke.

Then again she spoke.

Sayaka looked up briefly, trying to keep her face as neutral as possible. Even though she doubted she was doing a good job at that, she still nodded her head, shaking the girl's hand for but the fewest of seconds/ "Sayaka," the child replied, before turning her attention to the desk again.

She held in a sigh some more, and looked up again. "Who says anything's wrong?" she tried to fake it. Of course her voice had to change in pitch just a little when she said it though, indicating something was certainly out of the ordinary.

[Celena Grace]

Celena smiled warmly, seeing the girl had her head hung was still a sign she was in some way upset. She could also feel the waves of sadness and misery coming from the girl. It broke her heart a little, yeah she didn’t know the girl but she didn’t like people being sad and miserable.

Celena sat down in the chair in front of Sayaka. She smiled as the younger girl looked up at her. “That’s a cute name. Japanese? Right?” She knew Korean had a very different name complex than Japan and China. Celena could also tell the girl was Asian, it wasn’t very hard. She wished she knew what was wrong with the girl so she could help. Did she get a bad grade? If so Celena could tutor her, or try to find a tutor for her; either one should make the girl happy. But the grade thing only came to mind because she was hiding out in a classroom.

“well, a couple things. One, you keep looking down, which shows your upset in some way. I’m good at reading body language. Also I can feel your emotions. I know your sad and miserable.” So now the girl kind of didn’t have a choice to hide it and can let it out, by sighing or crying. Either one Celena would be there to comfort her. “So, what’s wrong?”

[Sayaka Ito]

Her name was cute? Huh...she didn't really get that reaction a lot, to be honest. Most people guessed that it was Japanese, true, but they never commented on its cuteness. Which was exactly what prompted Sayaka to nod her head, just a little bit. "Yeah, it is Japanese," she replied, a small blush on her face at being complimented. Ordinarily she'd be able to keep her emotions more to, well, herself, but considering the emotional state she was in right now, she was not very good at hiding said emotions.

Not in the slightest. "Thanks," the girl added on as a small afterthought, a little smile on her face to let the other know her thanks was genuine. Though...what she said next indicated to Sayaka that she didn't even NEED to confirm to the other girl that her emotions were genuine, that she genuinely was grateful. After all, the other girl said that she could just...sense emotions. To be honest Sayaka was a bit unnerved by that. It wasn't mind reading, no, but it could give someone a very good idea of what another person was thinking.

Sayaka contemplated just saying nothing and staying quiet...but she couldn't! It just wasn't fair. So her sadness quickly turned to irritation as she recounted the events to this other girl. "There's an Asian festival going on, in the city," Sayaka began. Was it a city, or a town? Either way, same difference. "I wanna go to celebrate my heritage, my culture, but...I can't go out by myself. And I don't think anyone would be willing to take me to it, since it's happening so late."

No need to mention that she had been contemplating on breaking out.

[Celena Grace]

“Oh, Doesn’t Japanese names stand for something? What does yours stand for?” She was very interested in other cultures, mostly because she had a mixed cultured family being American and Italian; she grew up with knowing both cultures in her family. That made her interested in all cultures, because they all were so different. “Can you speak Japanese too?” She wondered if she was asking too many questions. “Sorry, I just really like learning about all the different cultures.”

Celena nodded and smiled warmly. “I’m sorry if my power unnerves you. It unnerves me too.” It really did unnerve Cel, she didn’t like feeling the sadness and pain of the world and is was quite hard for the girl who wants everyone to be happy. It did give Celena a good idea of what people were thinking, that and reading body language helped too. “If I could choose a different power I would.” But it helped her pick out the people who were fakes from people who were genuine.


“Oh I see. I can totally understand wanting to celebrate your culture. How old does the person chaperoning you have to be?” Because Celena was seventeen, turning eighteen very soon; she never been in this situation before so she didn’t know if she would be old enough to take Sayaka. Because Celena would totally be willing to take her.

[Sayaka Ito]

"I don't know," was Sayaka's rather curt reply. Why was the older girl asking all of this, anyway? Sayaka didn't really see a point to it, not at all. And yet this girl had to see a point, otherwise she wouldn't be asking. Truth be told, Sayaka had never really wondered just what her name mean, because it never mattered to her. A name was just a name, right? Nothing more and nothing less.

The girl asked yet another question...she sure seemed to be full of them, that day, and Sayaka wondered if people asked questions like this a lot. But...no, most of the people Sayaka knew were not as noisy as this girl seemed to be. Sayaka, of course, kept most of these thoughts to herself, too nice of a girl to ask Celena to just leave her alone. Well, that, or she was just too shy and non-confrontational to say anything. Either one worked, really. "It's okay," the child lied, about...well, everything that the girl had just said.

She still cared about the fact that she could feel emotions, and she also cared about the fact that she had asked so many questions. "I can speak a little," Sayaka remembered to answer the second question. Could she really understand wanting to celebrate one's culture? The Japanese girl was not so sure about that. "You have to be an adult. Which I guess is 18."

[Celena Grace]

Celena frowned; there was a couple different reasons why Cel was asking the girl all the questions. One she was just fascinated by it, two being she wanted to help the girl in any way she can to get her to brighten up some. Now Celena was just getting the feeling of her just bothering the girl. She really didn’t know how to handle shy people, or eleven year olds. She didn’t even know what she was doing.

She felt the girl’s discomfort and she didn’t have to feel her emotions to know she was uncomfortable and didn’t want anything to do with Celena. She sighed “I’m sorry.” She shook her head “You’re lying. It’s not okay and I’m sorry for that.” There wasn’t much she could do about it. She started to block her power, she couldn’t turn it off but she could block out other’s emotions. It was the best she could do, but after awhile it was going to take its toll on Celena so she couldn’t stick around for long. She didn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable. It was the one thing about her power; it stopped her from making friends sometimes and hated how it made others uncomfortable.

Celena frowned once more and sighed “I don’t turn eighteen till the twenty-seventh, I would totally take you if I could. Can’t you ask someone to take you? I mean there isn’t harm in asking right?” Celena did her best to celebrate both her American heritage and her Italian heritage, so she totally understood.

[Sayaka Ito]

Right...that ability to sense emotions. Sayaka had forgotten about that, as distracted as she was about the festival going on. The child resisted a sigh, though, despite just how annoying it was to be in the presence of someone with an ability like that. But...no, it was wrong, to be annoyed like this. In all likelihood this girl couldn't control her power too well, just like how Sayaka herself couldn't control her power well.

This girl though...she seemed quite a bit older than Sayaka, so didn't it make sense, then, that she would indeed have more control? "No...it is okay. It's not right for me to be unnerved by it," Sayaka answered, her answer honest this time. That was just how an ordinary person might react to her own powers, after all. It would be normal for an ordinary person to be unnerved by gravity just being turned off, and as much as the ability to sense emotions freaked her out, Sayaka wasn't going to hold that against this girl.

Celena, she had said her name was. Again, Sayaka had not been paying too much attention, since she was still a bit lost in her thoughts. It was just so unfair, the fact that she couldn't go to the festival. "I...no. No one would take me. Besides I don't know anyone well enough to ask them to." Sayaka was just making excuses, but she wasn't lying. At least, not in her mind she wasn't. She didn't feel she knew anyone here well enough to ask them to take her to this.

[Celena Grace]

Just because Celena was older didn’t mean she had a better control over her power. For all Sayaka knew, Celena could have just to Hammel. Not to mention each power had their own difficulty to control and for each person that difficulty could increase or decrease. It all depended on the individual and the power that person had.

Celena herself struggled a lot to even make sense of her power. She couldn’t control the power, it wasn’t something she could turn off or on; or at least she hasn’t been able to. All she could do was try to make sense of her power; maybe it was a power she shouldn’t openly say she had. It’s not like she had asked to have this power and rooming with two of the most sexually active guys in the school didn’t help at all. “You have every right to feel unnerved.” And whether or not it was right or not, the younger girl was still unnerved by it, she didn’t have to read the girl’s emotions to know that. “If it makes you feel better I started blocking your emotions out.” She just wouldn’t be able to do it for very long.

Celena nodded, “hrm. Is there anything else you could do? Or is there anything I could do to help you?” That is if the girl wanted the empaths help. Whether or not the girl was just making excuses, Celena didn’t like seeing her this sad and wanted to help in any way she could.