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[Adyel]

A D Y E L 10, Spring 516AV The Sanctuary, massive in size. A building with other built-in extensions. Almost like a contraption that held many other gadgets or tools. Spring had had arrived and there had only been a level of brevity where Adyel had been... Diagnosed with his "power" just last season. He had managed to walk through walls. But, it felt like a dramatic dream. The private rooms for the residents and the family of The Sanctuary, were a decent size. Obviously fit for at most one person; maybe two if the one person willed to share. The Kelvic stirred in his sleep. He lied onto his bed with the cotton like sheets over him. Adyel, twisted and turned his abode with little haste and murmured something in his sleep. Brown hair; frizzled with the little static that came from the linen pillows. The boy suddenly awoke with a start and as he rolled open his eyelids, his stomach rumbled slightly. And the boy yawned. He pushed over the covers and his sleepwear had been swathed over him before he had slumped into bed even before he went to sleep; of course. Adyels slim body suited the boy quite well. Though, lately he had been craving for a sense of more food. It appears to be Morning, and his needs of hunger have had just recently aroused within his needs. And he is not so sure to, as too why these weird mishaps are even occurring. And it's not just Adyel, either. He could recall at most in his remembrance of one other person who had a "power." That tar dripping man. Whoever his name was he had really gone of the wall crazy. Symbols? Symbols of what? Now would Adyel be going crazy? First powers and now what is this? Or was it just the fact that he hadn't eaten well enough in the best and thus, this would be the response? Adyel slipped went through his somewhat newly bought clothes. That Kavala had recently bought for him at the Warren just last season. And she had taken him in as well; taken him in as one of her own. To raise him. The Kelvic slipped on his work boots. Since he had grown fond of them. He pushed open the door and started heading towards the kitchen. Hopefully, to receive some food. It is morning after all, and perhaps the chefs had been already preparing the food? Hopefully, the urge to eat had lingered on Adyel lick some sticky substance, one that can't dismiss itself, the boy has no clue to what to do with this... Unfortunate mishap. .