Death the Kid

Kid has the ability to see souls. They look something like this and personal characteristics and moods can be seen through this skill. It was his first regained ability.


Therefore...
1. May Kid see your character's soul?:
2. If he can, what would he see? Is it a good/bad/hurting/etc. soul?:
3. If he can, can he sense mood/disposition at the time?:

This isn't anything super earth-shattering, but when I got the regain I should have done this post. Thanks guys!

A | Midday | Mayfield High ]

[Kid is looking rather distressed today. He can't seem to find Patti anywhere on the high school campus, and it's starting to get under his skin. Combined with the strange change in people in the town, people simply going home but their bodies still walking around, their faces still everywhere in town. But he can tell just with a glance--it isn't them. Not the people he'd met. They were drones. Regardless, he will be either at his desk slouching, in the hall looking glum, or wandering around the high school campus in search of Patti.]

[ B | Evening | Around Town ]

[Kid has spent much of his afternoon searching for Patti. He isn't approaching anyone unless he is completely certain he recognizes them. As such, there is a lot of him standing about looking warily at passers-by, as if scrutinizing their every move. He wasn't going to be caught talking to these drones. He refused to play into Mayfield's shenanigans.]

[ooc: If your character is not erased, he will smile cordially and greet them! If your character is erased and he's met them before, he will notice and immediately look away/attempt to avoid them.]

| A | Morning | 342 Brady Lane |

[Death the Kid wakes up this morning and glances around the room, becoming immediately certain of a few things. One, this is not his house--or his bed, or his pajamas, or anything even remotely resembling his--and two, this room is horrifically asymmetrical.]

[So, if there is anyone in the house paying enough attention to notice that there is a new person here today, it may be best to not expect him to emerge for a little while. A very long while.]

[And if you are listening, Kid makes it less than thirty seconds after waking up before he’s yelling almost incoherently about how horrific this entire setup is. He only makes it forty-five seconds before there’s a fairly ominous thud.]

| B | Late Morning | Phone |

Good morning.

I am looking for someone, though I’m not certain if they are here--Elizabeth or Patricia Thompson. Has anybody heard from either of them?

[It certainly couldn’t hurt to ask, right?]

| C | Afternoon/Evening | Around Town |

[It takes Kid hours to get out of the front door. First, he noticed that a lot of the clothing had only one pocket, or one embroidered mark, or one of something. Then the photographs weren’t straight, or the furniture didn’t split the room properly, or the dishes weren’t properly arranged in the counter.]

[Regardless, he makes it out the front door--be thankful for small miracles--and finds himself staring at a street lined with eight perfectly identical houses. Don’t mind him if he sounds completely insane, yammering to himself about how these eight perfectly identical houses on this perfectly symmetrical street were by far the most beautiful things he had ever seen in his life.]

[The rest of the day continues much like this. For someone as obsessive-compulsive as Kid, Mayfield’s limited architectural variability was nothing sort of miraculous. He’ll spend most of his day enjoying the beautiful symmetry because it is nothing short of incredible.]

[Unfortunately, Kid is sane enough to know that it’s completely ridiculous to be so focused on the physical appeal of the town, mostly because it is distracting him from his self-assigned task: gathering information. So every now and again, you might find the young man scratching at his head or closing his eyes and rubbing them as if trying to refocus, and then attempting to ask the nearest passerby where exactly here was while he could still concentrate enough on the question at hand.]