While Finn was not the most studious kid in the world, or the most intelligent, or the most focused, he did enjoy practicing his powers. Currently he was in the best building to accomodate his abilities, in the basement to be specific. But it was just the sort of place where Finn felt most at home. Underground in the lowest level of the basement for one, with a faint smell of fromaldahyde, and the only light was coming in through vents in the ceiling. And that light itself traveled through a large tunnel before reaching the vent in the ceiling. All and all, Finn sort of felt like he was in the batcave, and that was pretty cool. His big black hoodie had been hung on a hook a couple hundred metres away and his shoes sat beneath that, and he'd pulled his long black hair up into a high ponytail, his long bangs pushed behind his ears. He stood outside of a predetermined square of chalk about a metre on each side, dressed in a pair of baggy black jeans, a checkered black and gold belt, and a form fitting black t-shirt rubbing his hands together.

He looked down at the square and frowned a little. Damn spirits, always around when he didn't want them, never around when he did. Finn's ultimate goal for today was to open a passage to the spirit world, if only for a few seconds, and possibly get a spirit to rise out of it. He could get them to appear at the drop of a hat, but he could only ever open a passage for about a fraction of a second before, and he could never control the size. Finn took a deep breath and then closed his eyes, feet flat and firm on the ground. Okay, he could do this, he could make a definite gate. Perhaps one day he'd be able to travel back and forth from that place at will. Well, that would take a hell of a lot more work, and it would probably be painful at times as well.

He dropped his hands to his side and then flexed them a little, feeling a weired rush of power encircling him like some invisible cyclone. It was an exhilirating feeling, and he felt this deep, inner sense of self when it happened as well. Then he opened his eyes, and they emenated a striking deep purple glow, which began to form as well along the lines of the square. The light began to intensify, growing far more luminous and causing a long shadow to stretch behind Finn. If one were to come across it, it would have the same glow where Finn's eyes were, and have quite obviously the head of a jackal, though Finn himself hadn't changed at all. A wind began to pick up as the inside of the square lit up as well. The ground began to rumble ever so slightly around him and a skeletal pair of hands began to dig its way out of the earth in front of him. It was a remarkably evil looking scene, though it was not malevolent at all. Just incredibly grandious, and dark. Finn was proud of himself, he was maintaining all of this incredibly well. He did his best to maintain his concentration as phantom shapes began to appear around him. Other spirits were coming to watch.

Thunder. Had he made that? He didn't know, but he was sort of ignoring that at the moment. He'd almost summoned a full dead person, not just a spirit. Finn stared up at the creature in front of him in awe. He almost had the entire skeleton out of the hole. This was incredible, he could hardly believe that he'd managed to hold it open this long. He could start to feel drained, and as the cluster of spirits began to materialize to the visible eye he could feel his strength seeping from his body. He looked at the hole. It was flickering. Okay. It would probably be smart to quit while he was ahead. He stared at it, his eyes wide, and bit his lip, looking at the dead person almost out of the Underworld after who knew how long. He grimaced and heaved his shoulders, his eyes still glowing. "Sorry big guy, but I don't think I can afford to keep you alive. I don't wanna pass out. Better luck next decade." he replied, and then in a second the gate had shut, and the skeletal dead person vanished.

He looked around at the ghosts who were now standing completely visible in the room, eyes wide. "Oh my GOD, DID YOU GUYS SEE THAT!" he cried with a childlike vibrance. He actually jumped a little bit, as the glowing receeded. The ghosts just sort of shrugged at him in a chorus of things that only he could hear, although their lips appeared to move. It was mostly along the lines of 'close but no cigar', and 'meh, well, hold it open longer next time, I wanna go there.' Then as they began to fade away a couple of them pointed to the real apparent source of the thunder, and Finn's eyes widened. An Asian boy, and a cat. He stepped back a little bit, pulling a bit of a disgruntled/vaguely worried face. "Ummm...hi?"

Well, usually people didn't seem to come down to the basement while Finn was down there, because typically he came up with the good idea to do it at night when people were less likely to show up and be scared shitless. Because it appeared that he'd managed to do that to the Asian kid, who apparently made thunder. He folded his arms and bit his lip, scratching the back of his head, moving backwards a little to pick up his coat from the hookie thingie and put on his shoes, looking at the boy apologetically to him. And then the guy asked if his name was Victor, and like an idiot, Finn didn't get the reference. His brow furrowed a litte as he looked at him with a definite quizzical air. "No...My name's Finn, and I'm sorry you had to see that. I usually practice at night." he replied with a bit of a grimace. Finn hadn't had a good sleep the night before, and so he'd decided to go to bed early that night, because nobody wanted a cranky reborn-Anubis running aroumd. That would just end badly.

This guy seemed seriously wigged out, and he felt sort of bad. Because Finn really had no problem with being an antagonistic fuck, but he didn't like the idea of being feared on principle. But then again, he had a bit of an intimidating set of powers, he knew that. So he just looked at the guy rather sheepishly. "Whatever you're thinking, I swear it's not true, and if you've heard any rumours those aren't either." It was sort of surprising to Finn that he found his own abilities to be as natural as the sun rising in the morning, but then again, they were his powers. Someone else seeing them must have been all kinds of messed up. Finn felt really...disturbed by the idea of someone being fully afraid of his powers, and seeing it out in the open like that really felt...bad. But he wasn't about to let that get the best of him. He knew people talked sometimes. And the only people who seemed to understand it were the other death gods. That really kind of sucked.

He could tell that this poor guy was really wigged out over what he'd seen, and Finn didn't like that. It made him feel rather upset that he could so easily scare the hell out of people. But then again, he had just tried to summon a dead person from the bowels of the underworld, and this guy had witness the multitudes of spirits that came to watch. He grimaced a little more and slumped his shoulders a little bit. He scratched the back of his head. "Oh...ummm...alright. Good to see that I didn't rattle you that badly." he mused with a soft pout. Yeah, he really wasn't all that bad, once you got to know him, apetite for chaos and running around or not. Finn's gaze fell down to the little cat that seemed to inch forwards towards him. Animals semeed to be more in tune with peoples' inner nature. Which made him feel really good. Nice little bugger, the cat seemed to be.

He bent down and picked up the little creature, looking down at him with a gentle smile. "This yours?" he asked, looking the small cat over. It was cute, but cats usually weren't all that fond of him. They could typically sense that he was well, a jackal apparently at heart. That was one thing that scared Finn. Jackal at heart. And potentially one day Jackal from the neck up. That was a horrifying thought. He at least wanted to be able to change back and forth, but he didn't know if that would happen. A shudder went down his spine, and then he looked back at the boy, who was apparently called Kazi.

"Oh yeah? Well...I guess it's nice to meet you, Kazi."