Evan Lee Gildred
Looking on in confusion as Gavin spoke to him and quickly vanished from the room, Eva had to control himself from shouting after him to avoid the cemetery. Teacher had deemed it off limits, why was he going there? His mind raced with conflicted thoughts. Should he tell the teacher? No, that would surely jeopardize any possible friendship he had already cultured with the boy. Try to nag him into not going? Again, no. With somewhat surprising determination, he settled in his mind the possibility of simply following from afar and keeping an eye on him to make sure he was okay. Higoroshi couldn't possibly have declared the cemetery off limits without reason. What they were, he didn't know, but surely valid nonetheless. Avoiding the boy who had been having a less than civil discussion with Ashling's friend, he quickly picked up his belongings and dashed out into the hall. He made a note to ask Ashling about what had happened there later, but it seemed harmless enough. Just banter between two a-type personalities, nothing out of the ordinary at school. Eva had seen far worse from his "victim" days at the hands of bully ridicule.
Deciding that he could never keep a close eye on Gavin without some help, he quickly ducked into the nearby ladies room and dove into the first empty stall. As much as he hated resorting to this, he couldn't stand the thought that his friend might get in trouble when he could possibly prevent it. Fumbling through his bag, he quickly recovered a coin from his pouch and grasped it in his palms. The image of what he wanted to summon appeared clearly in his mind. His forehead furrowing and pulse racing, he concentrated more and more. It had been a while since he had done this, but it returned to him like riding a bike. Taking extra care not to mistakenly summon the wrong creature, he spent longer than probably most would. Soon, the coin in his hand began to glow, a creature slowly taking form from the space in front of him. He could feel his third eye begin to pry open, previously shut for such a long time from lack of use. Gods, how he hated that thing. Such a grotesque little growth on his head. The animal screeched, still not fully formed but almost completed. The noise surely must have confused his fellow bathroom goers. Finally completed, he laid his back against the wall of his locked stall, panting for breath hurriedly. Glancing down, he smiled at the sight of a fully formed falcon that cocked its head at him.
A trembling finger ran to Eva's small, round mouth. A desperate indication to try and keep the bird of prey from screeching anymore. The bird seemed to understand, for it simply nodded and waited dutifully. Resting the bird on a nearby handicapped rail, he pulled out a small makeup compact and checked to ensure that his "eye" was fully covered by his thick bangs. It seemed to be invisible, barring anyone fiddling with his hair or being less than an inch away from his face. A situation which he deemed wholly unlikely.
"Okay," he whispered to the bird. "We're going to try and follow somebody. I'll point him out and you just keep an eye on him from afar. Okay?" The bird nodded and spread his wings proudly. "Good boy, err girl? I'm sorry, I don't know what you are... Ironic I know," he rambled on before throwing the train of thought aside and stuffing the bird in his bag while he scouted out the restroom. Everything seemed deserted as he snuck back into the main hall. With a quick jog, he bolted down the corridor, his skirt riding up a bit as he did. If there was one thing he didn't like about women's clothes, it was the impracticality of it at times.
Turning a corner, he pulled the bird out and threw him up in the air to give it a boost. "Okay, you go ahead I'll be right behind you," he instructed it. With a shriek "kaw", it took flight and flew ahead of its summoner by a good few feet. Eva couldn't help but be proud of himself. Not only had he summoned the correct animal, but it seemed to be well under his control. Maybe he owed his dad a thing or two after all. Lost in thought, he almost didn't the boy hugging the wall in front of him. Trying desperately to stop, he did his best to pirouette away from the boy, but still clipped him in the arm. Due to his small size, it was unlikely to topple the larger male, but it still sent Eva reeling to the floor, landing firmly and painfully on his bottom. His concentration gone, he cast a glance down the hall only to see his once proud conjuration disappear into thin air, his third eye closing firmly shut once more. "Damn..." he whispered to himself in a hushed tone, his body sore from the landing.
Looking for the boy he hit, he cast a glance at where he had been. Not even lifting himself from the floor, he began to apologize profusely. "I-I'm s-so sorry!"