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

[ 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! ]

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[BOY DOES HE KNOW THAT FEEL.]

I'm a little harder to kill than that.

[Let's not talk about the fact that he's died once already, okay? Okay. Cool. He's keeping his hand on York's shoulder, though. Anchor.]

Wind, evidently.

I figure. [ Honestly if he'd had to pin who he thought would survive everything? Wouldn't have been Wash. It'd be Carolina but- well. He knew how wrong he was on that count. ] Wind? So you summon cool breezes and shit?

If by "cool breezes" you mean "wind strong enough to tear apart shadow monsters," sure! I do that.

[Once. He'd done it once. And it'd nearly killed him. Let's not mention that.]

Always knew you were fulla hot air.

[ There it is. There's the crooked little hook of a smirk, the old teasing tone. Normalcy. ]

[Yep, there it is. And this is Wash, whacking him upside the head.]

Says the guy who literally got stuck in a wall ten minutes ago.

[ Not normally Wash's job but- it's just them so he lets it slide with a crackle of laughter. ]

That was an accident. Now that I know what I'm doing, kinda, I'll get better at this.

[He just smirks. That's better.]

Uh-huh. And how many people have 'teleporting and screaming' as a first impression of you?

As many as saw you getting dragged behind niner's pelican like a kite by the codpiece.

[ Shit he will never let Wash live down. Ever. ]

[He tries not to choke, tries not to let York know how easily he'd gotten to him. Just because he'd told Tucker about it doesn't mean he wants the whole world to know!]

Damn it York!

'I don't want to end up like Georgia!' [ He pitches his voice in panicked mimicry, laughing afterward. ] You were so scared.

[So far, in the space of ten minutes, he's been yanked halfway across the city, screamed at, dropped into a pond, and mocked. Yeah, this is exactly what he wanted.]

[He picks a sodden sock off his shoulder, where he's hung them to drip, and throws it at York, aiming to hit him across the face. At least it's not York's blind side.]

[ It is not York's blind side. It IS enough to startle him into Vanishing between one step and the next.

God DAMN it! ]

[Wash stops walking and folds his arms. Last time, it only took York a minute or so to get back to him. So he pauses and he waits.]

[And waits.]

[And waits.]

[It's a good five minutes before he accepts that York has vanished to parts unknown and taken Wash's sock with him. He heaves a sigh and heads for the high rises. He'd get there soaking wet, with his shirt off and one sock missing.]

[Yep. Bones was gonna kill him.]

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