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Jun. 4th, 2014 08:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
He 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: 2014-06-11 11:40 pm (UTC)"Delsin!" she called out, hoping he would turn.
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Date: 2014-06-11 11:51 pm (UTC)So when someone calls his name, he does stop, and he looks around. He almost doesn't recognize her. Then he nods.
"Oh, hey, Liz," he says. He clears his throat and steps closer, looking tense, maybe even nervous — but not at all injured from his jump off the roof.
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Date: 2014-06-12 04:42 am (UTC)"Hey, are you okay?" she finally asked, concern overriding her curiosity over what she just saw (for the moment).
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Date: 2014-06-12 12:13 pm (UTC)"No," he says honestly. "Look, I, um. There doesn't happen to be some mystical sorta lost-and-found here, does there?" Please say yes. He needs his other powers back.
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Date: 2014-06-13 07:27 am (UTC)She could dance around the subject, but it felt better just to ask.
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Date: 2014-06-13 11:52 am (UTC)"I didn't— I didn't fall from the sky," he says. "I jumped from the top of this building." Hey, it's a distinction, and he's cranky, so semantics it is. Then he shakes his head and curses softly. "Hey, I'm sorry, Liz," he says. "I'm not mad at you, I shouldn't— I shouldn't be taking this out on you."
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Date: 2014-06-13 05:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-13 09:26 pm (UTC)He closes his hands into fists: the glow grows brighter and the smoke thicker. Then he looks away and drops his hands, and it all stops, dissipating around him.
"I don't know what to do," he finally says.
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Date: 2014-06-14 04:44 am (UTC)"At least you have something still," she offered, though she had no idea what the something was. "Did you need something to make the other ones work for you before?"
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Date: 2014-06-14 12:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-15 02:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-15 03:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-15 11:17 pm (UTC)Wrong, but probably his only option. He seemed upset enough that Elizabeth did feel sympathy.
"But if you want, I can probably show you where it is," she offered, crossing her arms against her chest. "If I may ask - what exactly do you do to the television? It won't explode, will it?"
She didn't want anyone getting hurt because of it, if he was going to pick one that was out in the public.
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Date: 2014-06-16 02:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-16 09:05 pm (UTC)Shikamaru prefers to think of it as the fastest way of traveling, but he's not picky about names.
Still, the man leaping around seems to show more than a hint of nervousness, which is what drives Shikamaru to make his way back to the street, similarly leaping off of walls and electric poles.
"You okay?" he asks as he drops onto the ground, his footfalls silent.
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Date: 2014-06-17 12:29 pm (UTC)When he spots the guy, he swallows. "Yeah, sure," he lies, and he doesn't even lie well. It's not like he doesn't want to talk to someone. It's not like he doesn't want help. But he has no idea what's going on with himself, and he needs to figure it out.
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Date: 2014-06-17 02:25 pm (UTC)Looking after people has sort of become second nature to her.
"Alright, follow me," she replied, motioning for him to follow as she began walking toward where she thought sh remembered seeing the store.
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Date: 2014-06-17 02:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-18 08:54 pm (UTC)"Don't mention it," she replied. glancing over at him. "Though I am a bit curious how a television could be involved with your...abilities."
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Date: 2014-06-18 11:10 pm (UTC)"I'm what's called a Conduit where I'm from," he says. "And my . . . core ability, I guess, is copying other Conduits' powers. I can manipulate things. I have the smoke power, still." She's already seen that. "And I had neon, but I guess I lost it. Now I'm looking to see if I still have video and concrete." He glances over at her. "Are you freaking out yet?"
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Date: 2014-06-18 11:30 pm (UTC)"I've seen a lot of strange things. Nothing really surprises me anymore, especially after being here," she replied, honestly. He would let him draw his own conclusions what she meant. "I saw you jump from a building and not cripple yourself. If I was going to freak out, it would have been then."
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Date: 2014-06-19 11:35 am (UTC)Even though he already has the sneaking suspicion he does know. It sends his stomach twisting again to think about it.
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Date: 2014-06-22 02:51 pm (UTC)One that Shikamaru offered, so as not to overly pry.
"You don't sound like you're doing very well, to be honest," Shikamaru shares, hands sliding into his pockets. "I've watched you leaping by for a while. You're not running away from something, are you?" Shikamaru turns his gaze in the direction that the man appeared from.
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Date: 2014-06-22 03:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-23 01:59 pm (UTC)"Here it is," she announced, motioning to the store they were about to be in front of. It was a small electronics store, but she could even see the TVs he could potentially use from the window.