I'm human garbage. No matter what situation I'm in I manage to stay narcissistic; I make everything about me. I'm overlly negative too. I will never overcome my scumminess. Sorry Mom, Dad, and everyone else. My bad. (LOL)
[You have witnessed FIRE conjuring and manipulation: Flame Blast]
I had now "witnessed" someone's "skill."
Meaning that, in theory, I should be able to utilize a portion of their power.
Hot air continued to blast my face accompanied with the bitter stench of smoke. It was my turn now to shine. I straightened my posture and tilted my head up. I raised my palm as if I were offering something. Holding my pose against intense winds no ball of flame was conjured in my hand.
I tightened my stomach and clenched my cheeks, trembling. No fire came.
"Flame blast!" I expressed like I was voice acting for a video game.
No fire.
I looked over at the screaming teen who's power I wanted. He was in the position of someone trying to push a truck; open stance, upper body tilted forward , arms extended forward, palms facing out lined up side by side, and screaming with desperation.
I imitated the pose, adjusting each part of my position carefully, acting as if I were a doll.
"Aaaaah," I yelled.
A basketball sized orb of flame shot in the direction my arms were extened torward. It quickly dissipated, but left a tingling like feeling in hands and left my arms feeling weak.
'I'm useless. This lameass power is so useless.'
My "buddy" over there was spewing out an immense amount of fire. It was like a nonstop stream of dragon breath. I, in summary, was useless.
I parted with some of the air I had been holding. While sighting I turnes back to the crumpled bus. By now the mass of kids had begun to move more.
Some just ran, others limped, some writhed or hid. There was a girl dragging her friend away; some guy was rolling as far as he could get. A scrawny looking teen buried his head in his hands and cried while hiding behind the bus; A duo was pulling their friend from the remaining mix. It was just 2 weeks away from summer break.
I doubt a single one of the highschoolers on the bus had expected this.
'Except,' I thought, looking down, 'this guy'
'He is waaaay too close to me'
On their knees was a kooky teen. Shaggy dark red hair with black tips. The coloring wasn't too absurd; the school I attended had a strange tendency to attract, characters- of sorts, so unnatural red was fairly common. What had the guy pegged as creepy in my eyes was his behavior.
"Wahuhahuhu.. huu-ha"
The creep was giggling. There are many kinda of laughs out there, but the sound he was emmiting was middle school stage play type stuff.
'Yikes, either he's chunni or this is… hitting him quite hard'
"Huhahu.. whaa?"
His demeanor changed in a second as his focus changed to the air in front of him. He beggan tapping at something in front of him.
'Oh'
I glanced back over at the blue screen I had moved to the side of my vision and pulled it into view. There were three new popups.
[ You have witnessed bodily enhancement: Slight Speed Boost ]
[ You have witnessed bodily enhancement:
One More Push Up ]
'What the hell does one more pushup entail?'
Just then below the what was already shown on the box the text "See More Details?" appeared.
Clicking it, a drop down menu appeared, pushing the last notification lower.
[ Revatilizes the body's stamina in order to carry out one more specified action before returning the body to initial state.
Only works on USER.
USER must rest properly before the skill can be used again.]
'I guess the skill makes sense.'
Looking down brought my thoughts to a whole new place
[ You have witnessed WORLD threading: One More Chance]
With little hesitation I tapped the new "More Details" option. The space held little description.
[ Regression- you know what I mean ;-) ]