All in all you're just another brick in the wall [ Open ]

[goddamngrenades]

[ So this is new. He may or may not have had a mini hysterical breakdown in the room where he woke up but- he suits up and tries to get it together. The first time he stretches his mind out for D and finds him gone, even though he knew it wasn't gonna work, he twitches hard against a spike of panic and-

is-

Somewhere else?

This is also new. this is terrifying in it's newness. He goes from a stark, clinical room to the top of a building-
There's a fountain. It's very pretty. He's VERY FREAKED OUT. Another stumbling step and he's

Not there-

anymore he's somewhere else. A library? WHAT THE FUCK? WHERE THE HELL IS HE? Someone's there.
He sees someone there and he reaches out for an answer, for a solution for any fucking thing at all and-

isn't there anymore. He's in a bedroom.

Then a school.

Then an abandoned lot.

Then he's there, RIGHT THERE, all tan armor and crackling voice over the radio, scared and startled and unable to fucking understand what the HELL IS GOING ON and he catches a hold of someone. Anyone. Whoever's closest. Clings and shakes them and says- ]

You're gonna give me some sane answers right the fuck now-

[ But he's gone.

He's gone and he's taken whoever he's grabbed with him and this time? This time he's wiped. This time he STOPS.
Mostly because he's stuck with his arm half in and half out of a wall, forced to stand while his HUD and the healing
unit blare angry noises at him about pressure and potential crush injury if he moves the wrong way. Caught like a
fish he lets go of whoever and scrabbles, trying to dig his arm out. ]

Oh god oh god oh shit oh god someone get me OUT OF HERE!


[ ooc: York is porting himself all around Freesia due to not knowing how his magic works! YAY! If you want him to port into your character's room, bedroom, bathroom, place of employ, whichever just toss them up and assume he's popped up there. If you want your character to have been grabbed by him and stuck in the middle of nowhere with his arm stuck in a wall, go for it! ]

Comments

[jonesiseverywhere]

[Snortlaugh] He can take care of that on his own.

[goddamngrenades]

Uuuuhhh day....time? My internal clock is off right now, man.

[goddamngrenades]

Fruit? he likes fruit. I remember a smoothie party happening once.

[goddamngrenades]

Are they specisist or do all of us magical people get the cold shoulder?

[starvelingsoulless]

You're very helpful.

You really need to get that magic more under control, though. Mine was a tad unruly when I got here -- I kept splashing water over everythin' -- but nowhere near as bad as yours.

[goddamngrenades]

I just got here, okay? I know it's day, that's about it. I don't exactly have a clock on me. And where I'm from? Magic isn't a THING.

[starvelingsoulless]

's not a thing where I come from, either. Don't make excuses.

[Alexis hmphs, crossing their arms and turning away.]

My magic's a weapon like any other. Wasn't too difficult to figure out how to use it, from there. Weapons are simple.

[raisethemoon]

Both, I imagine. The humans have experienced much the same treatment.

[goddamngrenades]

Just. Got. Here. Within an hour. I don't even think it's BEEN an hour.

[goddamngrenades]

...okay that's a dick move. We're here to save them, aren't we?

[starvelingsoulless]

Excuses.

We have no reason to talk further. You need to practice, find a place, find anyone y'know -- 'm fine here for the rest of the day, I'll make my way home when the sun sets.

Shoo.

[raisethemoon]

We are.

[By her tone, you can tell she's in total agreement.]

[goddamngrenades]

...Yeah. Whatever. [ He scoops up his helmet and waves a hand behind him, fastening it as he wanders out. ] Nice to meet you too!

[goddamngrenades]

Not cool. I should teleport them into a lake or something.

[raisethemoon]

I would not be opposed!

At the very least, they all know better than to attempt violence. The most we receive is a lack of common courtesy.

[goddamngrenades]

Is it sad that it's something I could probably live with? I've had to handle worse than people being assholes. At least they're not being assholes and shooting at me.

[starvelingsoulless]

Mn. [Alexis waves with the tiniest hint of a smirk, curling up on the couch in a position fit to wait out the next god-knows-how-many hours in.] You as well.

[raisethemoon]

[Trust her, she knows the kind of things you've had to deal with.]

A fair point. I would simply expect better - we were conscripted in their service, against our own will.

[goddamngrenades]

Some sympathy would be a little nice, yeah. It's not like we wanted to be here. [ Or like he's got much choice. ]

[raisethemoon]

Not to mention hospitality. We are practically refugees!

[jonesiseverywhere]

Cookin's not really my department. [He starts working the stem of a fork back and forth to snap them off.] He can pretty much get all the smoothies he wants for free anyway.

[goddamngrenades]

...tell me we don't have to pay rent.

[goddamngrenades]

[ In the suit? He can and does snap the head off one in a quick twist. ] Food's free, here? How does that even work?

[raisethemoon]

We do not. And ought not - the buildings are surrounded by rubble. And the refrigerators stock themselves when you turn your back.

[Saves money? Yes. Deeply suspicious and disturbing? Also yes.]

[goddamngrenades]

...as long as the interior decorating is better than the last place I lived, I think I'll manage.