deadeyes into oblivion

[roweyourboat]

And here I actually thought you were going to play around with the guy who can "jump" from place to place instead. What's his name again? Donal.... Darr.... Da.... Davy! Davy, that's right!

Guess my superpowers are better, huh? Get out while you still can, Davy! So, uh, yeah.... About that DUP struggle.

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[that_cost]

[Hello, guy with awesome smoke manipulation powers. Have a girl with really, really crazy pyrokinetic powers.]

Jump. You mean teleporting?

[roweyourboat]

[Heeeeeeeeeeeey, he will probably be making stupid "hot" puns in the future and getting ignited for it.] Yeah. You're stuck in downtown traffic one minute, and then--BAM!--suddenly you're relaxing in Maui.

Wouldn't mind getting it for myself, but I'm kind of partial to puffing like a terrible coal factory smokestack.

i'm playing infamous: second son now and delsin makes me laugh.

[that_cost]

[They need to be bros, lbr. Just don't steal her ability, Delsin. You do not want the memories that come with. Seriously.]

It sounds like it'd be useful in a sticky situation, but a little pyrokinesis can go a long way, too.

i am so glad i am not the only one. good lord he is a dork.

[roweyourboat]

[WOW NOPE. Sadly, he does not think about these things before he touches.] Yeah, pyrokin--whoa, wait, you mean fire? Now that's the real stuff!

I could, like, make a living lighting birthday cake candles.

you considering throwing him at a game? or at least interested in PSLs. I can AU her easily

[that_cost]

I don't think that'd be much of a living. I mean, what would you charge?

oh man i'd love him in a game but i don't think i have enough time, but psls are always an option

[roweyourboat]

[Considering.] A dollar a candle. I'd be hitting up a lot of old people birthday parties.

Maybe then the DUP won't label me as a public menace.

do you have plurk? or AIM? i can message you my info and we can plot things

[that_cost]

[Congratulations, Delsin. Charlie laughed. It's not an easy thing to get her to do.]

That's...yeah, that's not a bad idea? I guess?

[A raised eyebrow.] The DUP would find a person who could turn random colors at will a threat. They've got a stick up their ass about anything related to weird abilities.

[roweyourboat]

[Well... he thinks that turning things random colors is honestly pretty scary, but he's also an "artist." Imagine getting ready to eat a juicy steak and it's suddenly green.] Yeah.

Which is also a load of bull because they use abilities themselves. Oh, I forgot: [Cue higher octave mocking voice.] "We're doing it for the greater good."

[that_cost]

The whole "greater good" thing is just a megalomaniac's way of crying that you're not under their thumb.

[This...has been her experience. She's also pretty jaded, even at seventeen, so...]

[roweyourboat]

Spoken like a true Conduit. [He's still a fresh babe on the story front, but damn if he isn't suspicious as hell.]

It doesn't make any sense; everything they do is hypocritical. Something's fishy. I keep trying to tell Reggie that.

[that_cost]

[A shrug.]

Or I just know a douche bag when I hear one.

[Or 'hag' in Augustine's case.]

If they have to lie to get their way, it'll bite them in the ass in ways they've blinded themselves to seeing. And then they'll be replaced by something worse. Not for a while, if any of us are lucky.

[What is luck, though.]

[roweyourboat]

Whoa, whoa, worse? [Come on, D, you're not that stupid.] No, no, no, no.

You see... I'm going to stop it. [He's like a strutting peacock.] Well, them. Her--Augustine.

[that_cost]

I wish you the best.

[At least she has faith in him. Meanwhile Charlie, here? in that lovely AU we talked about because why not she'd rather just be left alone. The DUP has caused her some serious hell.]

[roweyourboat]

What, that's it? That's all you've got? [Sorry, Charlie (lol), but he just isn't quite as jaded as you are yet.]

You can't just sling your bat into the dug-out when you strike out! Conduits are always going to have a bad rap if we don't stand up for each other.

[that_cost]

What, exactly, are you expecting? I'd help, but...

[Wow, Delsin. Wow. Somehow this put Charlie in a tough spot. Part of her feels like she really owes the DUP. But she doesn't like the thought of revenge, especially since she's a 'go big or go home' type.]

[roweyourboat]

[Look into his large, Akomish, sad puppy eyes.] But...?

Can I just say I love these two?

[that_cost]

But...I got nothin'.

[Stupid no good puppy eyes.]


We're gonna need more people.

They are two peas in a pod for real

[roweyourboat]

[He visibly deflates--

--only to perk right back up.] You could say... an army of people? Not--not that I'm trying to start a mob or anything.

They need to look after each other always.

[that_cost]

Careful what you call it. Army might be better. Meanwhile mob might not sit well with non-conduits.

And fair warning? No borrowing my ability unless you need it. You really don't want the memories attached.

IT'S OK HE'S A BIG BOY HE SAW FETCH'S

[roweyourboat]

How about... resistance? I don't think the DUP would be too fond of "army"....

[Annnd there's the puppy dog eyes again.] Not even a little bit? Come on, just a teensy, tiny bit. I promise I won't need any tissues or pee my pants.

Okay fine but if he tries to hug her after she's line facing forever

[that_cost]

Really? What are you, twelve? You won't pee your pants?

[but she's smirking a bit. He's a dork and a half. She holds her hand out.]


I feel it prudent to let you know now that my ability will most likely feel bigger than you at first. Also you owe me a banana split or something because this looks decidedly Not Awesome.

you can just join his troop of "no reg it's my responsibility"

[roweyourboat]

I am trying to be polite because there is a lady present. [Betty taught him at least A LITTLE something.]

Banana split? I can do banana split. [He inhales, exhales, and then clasps her hand. He'll never get use to the sucking, swirling vortex of Getting New Powers.] If it feels like a twenty four year old is running through your head, chances are... it's a twenty four year old running through your head.

she'll do a lot of side eyeing of reg and then wonder how they're even related.

[that_cost]

[What Delsin gets treated to are images of a scared little girl, too small to understand the magnitude of her ability, small enough to find it terrifying. There's also a father, a mother. And then a fire and it's just the father and the little girl.

There's DUP agents chasing the child and her father, only they seem like monsters. All claws and fangs and glowing eyes.

The pair are eventually captured, kept separate. She's bribed with time to visit her father if she just cooperates, Charlie. Just show us what you can do and she does, but she never sees her father.

There's an escape, a brief reunion and then a shot is fired and the father dies.

The little girl gets angry and this time, the fire is huge and on purpose. She manages to get away from the DUP facility and has been on her own ever since.

Once that's over, Charlie awakes to find herself awkwardly sprawled on the ground feeling like badly set jell-o.]

...oh, god. Is this what a hangover feels like?

[That hurt like hell, Delsin.]

yeah, he got all of the good looks, he knows

[roweyourboat]

[The second thing he'll never get use to is seeing the shitty pasts of every single conduit he tries to share powers with. He is slowly beginning to get compassion fatigue for real. And slowly getting more irritated at the oppression they all have faced.

He groans.] Nope. Hangover... definitely... better.... [NOT THAT HE HAS EVER HAD A HANGOVER OR ANYTHING.]

Okay, [slowly getting to his feet] what did the conduit fairy bring me this time? [He looks over his hands, but first....

He offers a chained arm out to help Charlie up.]

[that_cost]

[Charlie's fine with the help up. She's still shaking some when she's finally on her feet, shaking her head slightly with a groan.]

A hangover is better? Remind me to refrain from drinking.

[She watches Delsin for a moment.] I could teach you a few tricks.


Soon as the world stops trying to throw me off.

the human torch is gonna be throwing some mad shade his way

[roweyourboat]

Teach me then, Master Yoda. [Delsin's already grinning, taking a few steps back. He holds up his hands, flexes them, and concentrates a moment, and then they erupt in a terrible blaze of flame that only quickly grows to consume him completely. All that comes out of the blaze is "whoa hot hot hot" initially.

And then he woops excitedly before the flames die away, leaving him smoking and smelling a bit crispy. He laughs.] Wow, so glad I've still got all my clothes on.

I guess I'm a human candle until I find a DUP Core Relay....

*still working out charlie's abilities*

[that_cost]

What you just did is your best bet for keeping bullets from hitting you. It melts them before they get close.

[There's no funny voice involved with what she says next. No hideous attempt at imitating one of the most badass Jedi Masters out there. Seriously, someone as old as his flipping and flying all over the place and kicking ass before people can blink doesn't deserve to be insulted with a bad imitation.]

Learn from me, you shall. How do we find out where a Core Relay is?

No idea what the hell Delsin would even pick up from her so same

[roweyourboat]

Flame shield, okay. I like it.

Love the Yoda imitation, by the way. You're a natural. [Sorry for his perpetual sarcasm.] That's where Reggie comes in.

[He whips out the good ol' cellphone, and hits up speed dial. He also wonders if he'd even be able to do this with flaming fingers.] Yo, Reg--ye--no, I'm not, thanks for asking. Listen, can you hook me up with another Core Relay? Well, maybe I like getting viciously electrocuted if it means I get new powers. All right, got it. Thanks, Reggie.

Looks like we're good to go. You wouldn't happen to have special fiery speedy powers, would you...?