My Other Original Characters (RP)

-I smile at her- You seemed down, I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help you.

What??? Did I really just hear that? I look up at him, now really confused, "Why?"

Do you need a reason to help someone? It's the right thing to do.

"I'm sorry, it's just... This is new to me, hearing someone talking to me nicely and meaning it..."

-I sit down next to her- Really? That's horrible. You don't deserve to be treated like that. You seem like a very nice girl

"Nobody else believes that..." I look at the orphanage, "They all hate me. They prank me, insult me, make fun of me... All because of little differences I have with them..."

That's awful! Wat differences could you have to warrant that?

I think about it, and my hands ball into fists as I start to feel more tense. My eyes flash red, and a nearby tree starts to shake. "Look at me! I'm a monster! Every time someone interviews me to adopt me, I scare them off! Every time I even open my mouth, other people just interrupt me and tell me to go die!" Tears fall down my face as I realize what I'm doing. My eyes turn back to their dark brown, and I quickly look down. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

-I hold her in comfort- Hey, you have nothing to be sorry for. You're not a monster, you're just different. To be quite honest with you, were actually not all too different.

I start to shake, not knowing what to say. I've never been held like this before... "H-how?"

Well, let's just say I wasn't exactly born as most humans were. I was an experiment, bred to be completely emotionless.

"Really? You seem to have emotions to me..."

-I smile at her- Yes, thankfully my personality was too strong to crush, and my girlfriend helped me out a lot

I smile a little, "Well that's good... I don't know how I got this way..."

Maybe I can help you find out?

"That would be nice of you, but I don't even know where we could start..."

-I smile- Well as luck would have it, I happen to have good detective skills... why don't you tell me what you do know?

"Well... I remember running, feeling terrified about something when I was six. Then feeling something hit me, and then waking up in an orphanage with a headache. Also, that my eyes flash red and that I have telekinesis. That's about it."

-I nod my head in understanding- Was it maybe a family member? That's the most common reason for young women to run away

I don't know... When I woke up I couldn't remember anything..." I sigh.

Well don't despair, we'll figure out something. Have you asked the heads of the orphanage?

"All they know is that the police brought me here while I was unconscious..."

Okay. Well that's a start. Hey this is a new town for me, so maybe you could lead me to the police station?

"Yeah, I think I might know where it is..." I stand, "I don't really leave this place much..."

-I smile- Truth be told, I seldom leave my area either