Jordan was just a tensed up ball of a person when he arrived. He'd never been good with people since his powers first started showing a few years ago and was even less so since the incident that left him paralyzed from the knees down. Now, with always having to worry about Ladon and still hardly able to control his powers, he was almost always constantly on edge whenever he wasn't at the farm with the other students. He'd gotten better at keeping his abilities under control with Chara's help, but there were still times he got overwhelmed... like when he was out in a crowd, which was exactly where he was right now.
Unique Gifts, Chara called the abilities he and the other students had. Yeah, well, to Jordan, they'd always seemed more like a curse than a gift. He wished he could just turn his ability off and keep it that way. The people trying to hunt him and the other students down listed his ability as clairsentience, but Chara said he had the "Gift of Feeling." Jordan scoffed to himself just remembering the way she had phrased it.
Feeling everything, in his opinion, sucked. He had thought going to take a look at the market was a good idea, maybe try and find out more information about this place and try to get back home. He didn't know what he'd been thinking - it had proved to be a very bad and stupid idea. Maneuvering a wheelchair through crowds of people was enough of a pain, but with so many people so close to him and more than a few asking him if he needed any help, it was like their feelings were getting drained into him. He felt their concern, their pity, felt that some people just didn't even give a damn about him. He'd rather deal with the latter kind of people because that meant he didn't have to wave them away and insist he was fine.
He'd ended up tucking himself into a place that was as out of the way as he could get in a market street, rubbing his temples and squeezing his eyes shut at the headache he felt from the sheer overwhelming amount of emotions that were barraging him. He could sense Ladon's concern through their bond, but he was still paranoid that the people hunting them might be here and take Ladon away if the drake was found, so he firmly insisted that Ladon stay where he was. The second they'd gotten off the boat, Jordan had ordered the drake to find the nearest body of water big enough to conceal him (which had been easier than usually given that Ladon had somehow shrunk) and wait there, no matter what happened. If anything bad ever happened to Ladon, Jordan didn't know what he'd do with himself.
Jordan McKenzie | Original Character
Jordan was just a tensed up ball of a person when he arrived. He'd never been good with people since his powers first started showing a few years ago and was even less so since the incident that left him paralyzed from the knees down. Now, with always having to worry about Ladon and still hardly able to control his powers, he was almost always constantly on edge whenever he wasn't at the farm with the other students. He'd gotten better at keeping his abilities under control with Chara's help, but there were still times he got overwhelmed... like when he was out in a crowd, which was exactly where he was right now.
Unique Gifts, Chara called the abilities he and the other students had. Yeah, well, to Jordan, they'd always seemed more like a curse than a gift. He wished he could just turn his ability off and keep it that way. The people trying to hunt him and the other students down listed his ability as clairsentience, but Chara said he had the "Gift of Feeling." Jordan scoffed to himself just remembering the way she had phrased it.
Feeling everything, in his opinion, sucked. He had thought going to take a look at the market was a good idea, maybe try and find out more information about this place and try to get back home. He didn't know what he'd been thinking - it had proved to be a very bad and stupid idea. Maneuvering a wheelchair through crowds of people was enough of a pain, but with so many people so close to him and more than a few asking him if he needed any help, it was like their feelings were getting drained into him. He felt their concern, their pity, felt that some people just didn't even give a damn about him. He'd rather deal with the latter kind of people because that meant he didn't have to wave them away and insist he was fine.
He'd ended up tucking himself into a place that was as out of the way as he could get in a market street, rubbing his temples and squeezing his eyes shut at the headache he felt from the sheer overwhelming amount of emotions that were barraging him. He could sense Ladon's concern through their bond, but he was still paranoid that the people hunting them might be here and take Ladon away if the drake was found, so he firmly insisted that Ladon stay where he was. The second they'd gotten off the boat, Jordan had ordered the drake to find the nearest body of water big enough to conceal him (which had been easier than usually given that Ladon had somehow shrunk) and wait there, no matter what happened. If anything bad ever happened to Ladon, Jordan didn't know what he'd do with himself.