Quinn sat with Caim in the living room a couple hours later playing chess. A storm had moved in and Mr. Xavier had called them all inside. So they came in, most grumbling their annoyances. Quinn though was slightly happy. She felt exposed outside and wasn't used to all the people. She was on the verge of running off when Mr. Xavier had called them in. "Check." Caim's quiet voice brought her out of her daze and she snapped her attention to the board on the floor in front of her. She tapped her fingers on the carpet and moved her king out of Caim's attack.

She glanced over at the large TV mounted on the wall to see what Mark and some other people were watching. Some dude had just some other guy's head off and was cheering, waving his sword in the air. She smiled slightly. "What are you guys watching?" she asked, turning her head a little but not taking her eyes off the screen. "No idea," Mark replied. "Bobby, do you know what we're watching." Bobby, or Iceman as he was also known, responded along the same lines. "Nope. Was just surfing and I found it."

Quinn continued to smile slightly and nodded. "Check." She turned back to the board and looked down at the pieces. Her eyebrows met in frustration as she tried to figure out where to move that would save her king but would also put her in a position to later take Caim's. She moved a knight to block the threatening rook's path and ran a hand through her hair. Caim placed with a loose string on one of his gloves as he analyzed the board. "Do you wear gloves 'cause it helps control your power or something?" Quinn asked. He looked up and a quick flash of emotion – confusion perhaps? – flitted briefly across his contrasting features. "They hide what gives me my powers," he replied, his word clipped and sharp. Quinn didn't realize how sensitive a topic it was and she quickly regretted asking.

"Sorry," she replied. He shook his head and looked back down at the board. He didn't move for a couple minutes but then he slid a bishop into place. "Checkmate." Quinn's eyes widened as she stared at the board in disbelief. "You…" She bit her lip and leaned down a little closer. Whistling she sat up straight. "Holy crap," she muttered. Caim moved his bishop again and gracefully knocked over her king. "Good game," he told her quietly before rising. Quinn watched as he stood and as he pulled his gloves up higher she thought she spotted a line of green around one of his wrists. She was about to inquire about it but thought better, remembering the receiving answer she had gotten from her last question.

He turned and passed in front of the group watching TV, ducking a little in an attempt not to get in their way. As he passed the end of the couch Jake caught the back of his sweater. "Where are you going?" he asked. "Why don't you watch the movie with us?" Caim glanced back at him and Quinn watched, wondering what was going to happen. Caim looked up at the movie, which was in the middle of a war scene. Crimson blood covered the ground with corpses everywhere. He froze and Quinn saw his whole body go into lockdown. Jake seemed to see it too because he was instantly on his feet hugging his friend and backing him away from the horrific scene at the same time.

"No! Oh god Caim no. I'm so sorry I-I forgot. No! I mean I want you to stay but-" Caim turned away and quickly raced out of the room. Jake wrapped his arms around himself as he lowered himself back onto the couch. "You ok Jake?" Quinn asked, sitting up on her knees. He nodded. "Caim doesn't like blood," he explained. "I-I forgot."

"It's ok," Mark assured him. "Caim'll be fine. Quinn, why don't you see that he's ok?"

"He'll be in the kitchen or his room, my room, up on the third floor at the end," Jake said. Then he shook his head. "Don't though. He… he's a solitary person most of the time, finds company uncomfortable…" Quinn was confused. Why did he hang out with them during the day then? She wanted to ask but didn't want to receive another bad reception to her question. So instead she kept silent and sat against the couch near Mark's feet, forcing her mind to go blank.

AN: Blah blah blah. More characterization raaaaaaw. Filler chapter mostly... getting to know Caim and his and Jake's relationship... Still a filler chapter mostly though. Next chapter we'll be having some arguements and possibly a break down... maybe a runaway... we'll see. That will be up... Monday? Tuesday maybe... Not tomorrow. Going to a fair with a friend. Whoo hoo!

Have a great weekend everyone