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Bridge wanders in to the cafeteria and heads for the glitter-covered table.

"Yo."

Pip waves. "Hey Bridge. Do you know everyone else? This is Walter, Pippi, Nadia, and Victor. Respectively, they are shooting cooked spaghetti, snorting up large objects through their nose and expelling them through other orifices, and farting helium. Victor can change his skin color but he's always been able to do that."

Pippi blushes at the description of her "power".

"I have animal magnetism," Bridge admits. "In the literal sense. But! I can also detect energy, which is why I'm here. Does anyone mind if I read your aura, to see if there's the same magical traces I've seen on a few other people so far?"

Nadia wasn't sure what "reading someone's aura" actually entailed, but anything to get rid of the helium thing.

"Go ahead."

Pip smirks. "We'll keep you away from any zoos, then. Go ahead and scan me, I've got nothing to hide. Everyone?"

"I don't mind."

Victor shrugged. "I'm in. Not sure what you'll find, though."

No, he wasn't worried about the phrase "animal magnetism". No, he hadn't been fighting the urge to have his chin scratched. Nope, he was thinking about birds. Or Walter. Or Walter riding on a bird. or Bridge's hands and where he could-

Dangit!

"Well, it might be useful, for comparison purposes." Bridge admits. "Or to see if you have a new power that you just don't know about yet."

[ooc: he doesn't, does he? I have no idea, actually :)]

"Really? You can do that?"

[ooc: Actually, he does, according to the previews of an upcoming X-Men issue. Apparantly he can make his fingernails razor-sharp and use them as claws. it could just be an artist error, but hey, I'm not complaining.]

"Your aura is you, in energy form. And if it's energy, I can read it." Bridge says with a shrug.

[ooc: ooo, claws! but nothing magically-induced, right? s'up to you if you want Bridge to say anything about that, then.]

"Okay, go for it..."

[ooc: Actually, I have this emo-thing I'm gonna put him through regarding that, so not yet. However, Bridge can mention that he feels that something's changing/mutating/whatever in Vic's energy. ~~And that Vic thinks he's hot. But you didn't hear that from me.~~]

Bridge takes off his right glove again and scans Victor. Hmmm.

"No sign of any of the magical whatsit that everyone else has, dude," he says, putting the glove back on. "There might be something about your natural abilities that's changing, though. It's sorta vague, but I'd keep an eye out, maybe. ~~Also you totally think I'm hot, don't you?~~" He adds.

"My natural...you mean my powers?" Victor was a little unnerved by that posibility. He'd ehard of secondary mutations ebfore, and wondered if he was begining to get his.

~~Oh yes, Bridgey, I want to thow you to the table right now and have you for lunch! Heck, let's throw Walter into the mix and ahve a three-way buffet!~~

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"Please do."

Bridge nods and takes off a glove, focusing on each person at the table in turn.

Nadia, check.
Pip, check.
Walter, check.
Pippi, check.

Around each of them was that same magical presence, once again strongest near the part of the body that the powers seemed to come from.

Slipping his glove back on, he asks Pippi "Up your *nose*? Seriously?"

"Yeah... I'd show you but... Uh... I can't always control..."

Srsly, her face and neck are as red as her hair.

"Aw, that's okay. The other day I had a turtle stuck to my head. Among other animals." Bridge says.

"I'll be sure to keep Mr. Neilson and Old Man away from you for the time being then." she said... Thinking that a turtle on her head was way better then how she found her missing belaying pin (http://static.flickr.com/43/84697351_79332bcef4.jpg?v=0).

"Annika always said I could do things that were rather out of the norm... But this is different..."

[[ooc: Pippi's aura would be rather chaotic, there's a lot going on with this girl. :) Not so much as to have made it difficult to find what you were looking for.

"Probably a good idea. And yeah, I kinda get that feeling about you..." Bridge says with a grin as he thinks about what he saw when he scanned Pippi.

[ooc: and unless there is something you wanted to bring up, I really must jet *eyes pile of essays nervously*. also, reposted a billion times due to my inability to code html properly. sorreh!]

Pippi shrugged. "Well, I hope that helped. Didn't you say something about having to go do homework?"

[[ooc: no problem. and no, even if there was I wouldn't want to keep you from your papers!! Go, be studious, get a good grade! :)

"It did." Bridge says. "Everyone so far has the same sort of trace on them, so it's obvious that whatever did this is coming from a single source. Now all we need to do is track down that source. And I did, didn't I? Homework is boring, I guess I'm trying to avoid actually starting it. But that's not a good idea, so I'm gonna..." he trails off and waves goodbye to everyone before heading out of the cafeteria.

Cordelia spots Bridge sitting down with some people and sits down nervously next to him, totally ignoring everyone else at the table.

"Hey, Bridgey? I heard you can do a magical screen-test thingy. If you don't mind?" she asked, still annoyingly British.

[[OOC: psst (http://bridge-carson.livejournal.com/10326.html?thread=87894#t87894)]]

"You heard right!" said Pippi looking over, "He's checking us all aura-ly."

Cordelia looks at Pippi and really honestly does attempt to give a polite smile. It's not her fault it comes out like more of a snarky leer.

"Okay, right, so hit me up. Tell me all of this crap is temporary," she said. "All of it."