[ WP ] Everybody made fun of you in hero school because your superpower was `` free refills , '' but now you discover it has bigger implications than anyone realized .

You see. I suck. 
 
 All the air out of the room? 
 
 The question came from one of the flock jocks. 
 
 Flock jock: a HIT with superspeed or a minimum twelve story vertical leap who did things like flock downtown on Saturday mornings to practice extreme parkour in full view of the normals. 
 
 As opposed to regular jocks who came with a brain pre-installed. 
 
 Everyone, even the few Intellegencia, laughed at the joke. I kept spooning my pro biotic yoghurt, tolerant of their ignorance for the time being. 
 
 It was only my first day after all. 
 
 A slight, blond SKT sitting next to me pushed back from the table. He grabbed my empty soda cup, shook it and informed me I needed a refill. 
 
 I watched his slightly humped back as he mixed cherry colas. 
 
 I'd pegged him as Intellegencia on surface details like his bow tie, pocket square and general nerdy vibe. Most SKTs were in that class. But there was something about the way he held his head and his hands that were too large for his body.... 
 
 I got up and walked to him whilst he was punching fresh straws in our drinks. 
 
 He handed me mine without a word. We stood at the fountains sipping and assessing each other, ignoring the din as the flockies left the caf en masse. 
 
 You classified yet? 
 
 He asked me after a few minutes. 
 
 I shrugged and chugged the ice in my drink. 
 
 Me neither. But it's going to be a jock track for me. 
 
 I politely said nothing to contradict him. Both of us ignored his wheezing as the cold of the ice settled in his chest. 
 
 I could use.... 
 
 He puffed on an inhaler. 
 
 I could use someone with your abilities. 
 
 I arched a brow. The nerve of this runt. 
 
 Hey. I'm in the union too you know. I do n't give it away for free. 
 
 He looked around quickly before tugging at the collar of his shirt. My stomach tightened at the four shallow holes on his bony chest. 
 
 You're going to want to reconsider that. 
 
 Stubborn to the end, I kept my expression blank. But still... it would n't hurt to get in with a legacy. 
 
 Hmm. Maybe I might. 
 
 My expression turned sly as I sparked and lifted my hands. 
 
 What the hey. Everyone was going to find out sooner or later. 
 
 Want a sample? 
 
 He nodded. 
 
 I set both hands on his forearms. And went to work. 
 

