Name: Clay Foster
Nickname/Alias: What, Clay isn't short enough?
Age: 21
Clay is a lighter skinned, somewhat androgynous black man in his early twenties with a carefully maintained curly mop of hair, bright blue-green eyes, and a mischievous sort of energy about himself. He's tall and slender, often wearing bulky clothing in contrast to his wiry frame.
Normal, Gifted, or Unknown: Gifted
Power/Primary Skills: Telepathy. Occasionally, Clay will pick up on random surface thoughts from the minds around him, but the sense isn't directional, and he doesn't hear the thought in the thinker's 'voice'. It's just a random thought that pops into his head that he /knows/ isn't his own. By concentrating intently on someone within' around 10 meters, he can 'listen' to their surface thoughts. Doing so for more than a few moments causes a sort of feedback loop that leaves him with a fierce migraine.
Clay is also a college student studying civil engineering and architecture. He has an excellent sense of spacial awareness and can quickly perform complex math in his head. He also has an excellent singing voice and is fantastic at karaoke.
Advanced Power/Secondary Skills: As he continues to grow and discover more about his powers, it will be easier to read people's minds, and while he will never control their thoughts, he could learn to insert thoughts into their minds that they think are their own. Doing so will allow him to learn more via his telepathy, as the thoughts he inserts could bring other thoughts or images to the surface. Also, he might learn to better identify the thoughts he picks up from the world around him.
Alignment: Undecided. Clay doesn't really want his abilities to come out, because who knows how people will react. He's scared about the sort of things he could possibly learn or do.
Occupation: College Student
Personality: Clay is as irreverent as his mother is serious. His has an uncanny ability to seem utterly unconcerned about something while still giving it the attention it needs to succeed, which irritates his mother to no end. He makes jokes when he's uncomfortable and tends to be very open minded. Something of a social butterfly, he flits through life without any real attachments. He has many friends, but no confidantes. Occasionally people get a glimpse of the calculating person underneath the Devil May Care attitude, but it's as rare as his mother's smile.
Contacts: Dr. Kendra Harris(mother), Perry Foster(father), Jasmine Harris (Grams), Woodrow Harris (Uncle Ro)
Brief Bio: Clay's parents divorced when he was just a toddler, so he's never known them to be close. He rarely knew of his father. He saw him sometimes on the holidays, but for the most part, he was just a distant figure who didn't like his mom very much. His mom was something of a workaholic who had high standards and expectations for Clay, who met them, but rarely with the fervor she was looking for. He ran some track, did some swimming, but didn't tend to have much of a competitive spark. Instead he was drawn to music and theater. He faced some bullying, as everyone does, but nothing too bad.
Currently, he's an engineering student and something of a bon vivante.
Of course, he hit a bit of a stumbling block after the meteor shower. He ended up hospitalized for about a week with incredible migraines. His mother hovered around, but didn't treat him for ethical reasons. One day, the migraines just… stopped, with a sensation like a bubble popping. Ever since then, he can read minds.