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Jun. 4th, 2014 08:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
infamousdelsinHe hates this place. He hates that he can't leave. He hates that he can't get to the Akomish. It's the first time since Augustine hit them with her concrete power that he's actually felt helpless, and it's a terrible feeling.
He paces his new apartment tensely for a long moment before he swears and runs out the window. He climbs up the side of the building, then hits the roof. There's a neon sign not too far away. Maybe if he drains it, he can try to beat the city's weird Mobius effect. With neon, he can run at the speed of light, right? So maybe he can beat this.
He makes his way to it, heart kicking up in excitement. He can do this. He can do this.
He reaches the sign, holds his hands out—
And stumbles back with a gasp. His hands feel burned, and even as he looks, he can see the red marks start to fade. He pants softly and looks at the sign.
"What the hell!?" he demands. "No. No, no, no, no, this can't be happening." He reaches for the sign again, and lets out a pained sound. He curses and walks in a tense circle as he shakes out his arms.
He's lost neon. How? He hasn't gained a new power, not since concrete . . .
Delsin feels his stomach sink, and he looks around. There are no DUP nearby to drain it from. But he needs to know. If he's lost that, too, then he really is screwed. Because without concrete, the Akomish are going to die. And everything, all of it, even losing Reggie . . . it would have been for nothing.
Delsin shakes his head and he runs for the edge of the building. He needs a TV. If he can drain video, maybe he's still got a chance. He leaps off the edge of the building and lands on the sidewalk beneath it. He gets a few odd looks from the locals, but he ignores them: he's on a mission.
[[ Set to pre-bees, shortly after Delsin arrives in Darrow. He's just discovered that he lost one, possibly three of his Conduit powers and it's freaking him out. He's not on a rampage, but he's definitely on the verge of panic and will need to be calmed down. ST/LT welcome! Closed to top-levels ]]
He paces his new apartment tensely for a long moment before he swears and runs out the window. He climbs up the side of the building, then hits the roof. There's a neon sign not too far away. Maybe if he drains it, he can try to beat the city's weird Mobius effect. With neon, he can run at the speed of light, right? So maybe he can beat this.
He makes his way to it, heart kicking up in excitement. He can do this. He can do this.
He reaches the sign, holds his hands out—
And stumbles back with a gasp. His hands feel burned, and even as he looks, he can see the red marks start to fade. He pants softly and looks at the sign.
"What the hell!?" he demands. "No. No, no, no, no, this can't be happening." He reaches for the sign again, and lets out a pained sound. He curses and walks in a tense circle as he shakes out his arms.
He's lost neon. How? He hasn't gained a new power, not since concrete . . .
Delsin feels his stomach sink, and he looks around. There are no DUP nearby to drain it from. But he needs to know. If he's lost that, too, then he really is screwed. Because without concrete, the Akomish are going to die. And everything, all of it, even losing Reggie . . . it would have been for nothing.
Delsin shakes his head and he runs for the edge of the building. He needs a TV. If he can drain video, maybe he's still got a chance. He leaps off the edge of the building and lands on the sidewalk beneath it. He gets a few odd looks from the locals, but he ignores them: he's on a mission.
[[ Set to pre-bees, shortly after Delsin arrives in Darrow. He's just discovered that he lost one, possibly three of his Conduit powers and it's freaking him out. He's not on a rampage, but he's definitely on the verge of panic and will need to be calmed down. ST/LT welcome! Closed to top-levels ]]
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Date: 2014-06-29 12:46 pm (UTC)He clears his throat and pulls back, moving with an awkward shyness as he realizes that he's kinda just hugged Liz. He pretends he's not wiping his eyes when he is, and shuffles in place.
"Why didn't you just, y'know. Lead with that?" he asks, feigning casual, like the last ten minutes of their lives was no big deal and he didn't just have a breakdown.
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Date: 2014-06-30 12:12 pm (UTC)It wasn't something she was used to, to be sure.
"I'm sorry, I hadn't realized you didn't know and that you were worried about someone back home," she replied, straightening her dress some. It didn't really need to be straightened, but it was something that she could focus on that wasn't his gaze. When she felt like the redness to her cheeks had faded, she cleared her throat and looked up at him. "Are you feeling any better, now?"
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Date: 2014-06-30 01:21 pm (UTC)"My tribe, back home, is, um. They're dying." She didn't ask, but he's telling her anyway, because suddenly he needs to explain himself. "This woman used concrete powers to hurt them to try to get to me, and the only way to save them was to use those same powers." Seeing them, concrete shards sticking out of their legs and arms, their bodies, had been brutal. "So my brother and I went to find the woman. I can copy powers, so I set out. I'd get the powers from her, and save the tribe, or die trying." He lifts one hand, pulling up a little smoke ball. "And I did it. I got her powers. I took her out. And not only did I lose my brother, but I got here before I could even head back to the tribe."
His voice breaks a little on the last word, and he takes a deep breath to try to quash down the rush of grief he's been fighting back since watching him fall into the Pacific, wrapped in his heavy, concrete coffin. He clenches his hand into a fist, and the smoke heats up and flashes bright with fire before he gets it under control again.
"I thought I lost my brother for nothing, y'know? I'm here and the tribe's gonna die, and Reggie's dead for nothing. But if there's another me back home—" Then maybe it isn't for nothing, and Betty and the rest of the Akomish are safe.
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Date: 2014-06-30 05:10 pm (UTC)"I'm sorry about your brother," she said, softly. She could not imagine losing someone she was close to her, even though it was only recently she begun to have people she cared deeply before in her life. "I know it isn't much, but I can say I have a hard time believing you weren't successful in what you were setting out to do. I hope for everyone's safety."
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Date: 2014-06-30 07:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-30 11:26 pm (UTC)"I don't know. Besides being bested by an electronic box, it wasn't so bad," she replied, her tone light as she shot him a small smile. She took his offered arm then, shaking her head. "Alright. I was thinking I would enjoy some company for my walk, anyway."