Swimming Pool! [Open everyone] + Malcolm

[Johnny Blair]

Aurum turns back to watch those in the street, and continues the telepathic conversation with the winged boy on the roof, more privately. In this conversation, the extra voices seem farther away, but don't disappear completely. Instead, an image stands in his mind of a stunningly beautiful young woman with skin made of supple gold. It's not an illusion, or anything he sees with his eyes, so he knows that she is not actually standing on the roof with him. Her mouth moves, as the voice sounds in his head again.

~Vibes? You are another Receiver then? I'm sorry. I cannot keep them from you. There is a man who offered to block my own out, though I chose differently, and I hope you would choose the same. We can do a lot of good with our gifts, painful though they are. But once this necessary ugliness is over, I could take you to him, to see if he can help you, so you may choose.

Johnny sort of gives the golden woman a little start.  Where'd she come from?  His mental imprint is fairly solid, though his wings are missing in his and his eyes are a little blurry and discolored.  He has a relatively firm grasp on his own emotions, but he feels...uncomfortable at best with his wings, being that they mark him as an outsider with just about everyone he had ever cared about up until now.  That's what happens if she digs a little into his thoughts and feelings.

~Receiver?  What the heck is that?  You say you know someone who can help me?  I just...want to be normal again.  Can he do that?

Aurum can tell that he is experiencing a lot of pain from the intense emotions being thrown about in just the nearby 50 or so feet.  He has no real interest in anything that's going on down on the street, save that everyone calm down and stop filling the air with so much anger and stress.