[Alex has never cut school before. It's not like he's a goody two-shoes or anything. It's just that it's always seemed like hanging out at the mall (as if he doesn't do that enough on the weekends) or whatever has never seemed worth the world of trouble he'd be in if he got caught.
The numbers club is starting to change that. He's grounded, possibly indefinitely, right when he needs to be free to get around, to learn stuff and do things. Important stuff, about himself, and the danger they're in. Maybe saving-the-world-type things.
So when the buzzing becomes an intolerable distraction--too loud to ignore, but too quiet to make any sense of, if there was sense to be made of it--he holds on until chemistry ends, then slips away during the class change, determined to get to the bottom of it.
He's relieved to see he isn't the only person with that idea when he runs into other-Alex and Julien. The buzzing gets louder as they approach Tuning Towers, which, duh, he tells himself, is only to be expected, but it seems to be buzzing inside his head, too, and Alex does not feel normal.
He has the presence of mind to get some distance between himself and the other two (and, more importantly, from the strangers around), half-thinking his tail might take on a mind of its own and appear like it did in the mines.]
This feel-zuh really weird...
[Then it looks really weird, in a way Alex can't identify at first. His vision swims, resolves itself. But resolves itself disorientingly, dizzyingly, into the tower in front of him, the street behind him, other-Alex and Julien and the side of his own head at an angle that should be impossible to see at all. It isn't until he finds the top of his head, hands all but flailing, trying to make sense of his oddly-multiplied line of vision, that he understands what's happened.]
Oh shit.
[Alex almost never swears, but sprouting two extras eyes on antennae seems like it calls for it. He hastily crams his arms over the top of his head, trying to squash the stalk eyes down and out of sight.]
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The numbers club is starting to change that. He's grounded, possibly indefinitely, right when he needs to be free to get around, to learn stuff and do things. Important stuff, about himself, and the danger they're in. Maybe saving-the-world-type things.
So when the buzzing becomes an intolerable distraction--too loud to ignore, but too quiet to make any sense of, if there was sense to be made of it--he holds on until chemistry ends, then slips away during the class change, determined to get to the bottom of it.
He's relieved to see he isn't the only person with that idea when he runs into other-Alex and Julien. The buzzing gets louder as they approach Tuning Towers, which, duh, he tells himself, is only to be expected, but it seems to be buzzing inside his head, too, and Alex does not feel normal.
He has the presence of mind to get some distance between himself and the other two (and, more importantly, from the strangers around), half-thinking his tail might take on a mind of its own and appear like it did in the mines.]
This feel-zuh really weird...
[Then it looks really weird, in a way Alex can't identify at first. His vision swims, resolves itself. But resolves itself disorientingly, dizzyingly, into the tower in front of him, the street behind him, other-Alex and Julien and the side of his own head at an angle that should be impossible to see at all. It isn't until he finds the top of his head, hands all but flailing, trying to make sense of his oddly-multiplied line of vision, that he understands what's happened.]
Oh shit.
[Alex almost never swears, but sprouting two extras eyes on antennae seems like it calls for it. He hastily crams his arms over the top of his head, trying to squash the stalk eyes down and out of sight.]