@laura.moon

[apathet]

Hey.

I need volunteers for power practice. I'll be tweaking your senses. Nothing permanent, I'll stop when you say so, and I'll owe you a beer or a favor. The favor can be food.

Let me know.

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[apathet]

Make better or worse. Enhancing vision vs blinding, etc. The extremes are easy, I need to work on the nuances

[shield]

Okay. I'm willing to volunteer provided that you only work with one sense at a time. This isn't a dealbreaker, but in return I could use some help practicing my own power.

[apathet]

I can do that.

What’s your power?

[shield]

My power lets me share my abilities. Enhanced speed, agility, healing, to name a few. But it doesn't last more than a few minutes, so that's where I'm hoping some practice will help.

[apathet]

[ 👀 ]

Those are what you had before here?

I'm down.

[shield]

I've had them for a while, but sharing them is new.

That's great. I'm sure you've had other volunteers so I'm happy to work around your schedule.

[ that's less depressing than saying his schedule is mostly open because he's been dragging his feet in laying down any roots here ]

[apathet]

Got a couple booked in for tomorrow. Evening of the day after?

Last question, you're not a god/demi-god/forest sprite/nymph/pixie/bullshit computer demon/etc?

[shield]

What is a bullshit computer demon?

But no, I'm none of those things.

[apathet]

I don't have a good answer to that question

[ one day she'll understand what the fuck she walked into when Shadow left her that coin, but that day is some time away yet ]

Great, then we're on. We gonna need somewhere bigger than the safehouse to test your thing?

[shield]

Fair enough. I only ask because I knew someone who might fit the description.

[ Several someones, actually. Both Zola and Ultron would hate the descriptor so he might just steal it for future use. ]

Yes, actually. The safe house wouldn't be the best place for testing strength or running speed. I can scout a location and get back to you, unless you know a place?

[apathet]

Yeah? In what way?

[ she just really, really doesn’t want to bump into anyone from home in a warehouse in the middle of nowhere. speaking of, she drops a pin to an abandoned warehouse building on a small industrial estate a few neighbourhoods out of the way of the safehouse. ]

Empty, pretty big. I can make sure it’s out of use when we need it.

[shield]

Some highly intelligent and incredibly stupid people decided that it was a good idea to digitally preserve a Nazi scientist's consciousness. After that, a maladjusted A.I. built itself a robot body and tried to bring forth the sixth extinction. "Bullshit computer demon" seems fitting for both.

That should be perfect. I'll meet you there evening after tomorrow, then?

[apathet]

Wow. If anyone ever needed more proof that people are the reason asshole gods exist...

[ because they do! dumb shit! like this! ]

Yeah. 6pm, I’ll see you then.

[shield]

I've only met one asshole god but blaming people was his favorite excuse. I wouldn't let them off that easy.

Works for me. See you then.

[apathet]

[ it's a complicated topic and maybe one day she'll discuss her insights on asshole gods with him - for now, she sends a quick thumbs up and lets it go.

until a couple of days later when Laura makes her way to the warehouse, fifteen minutes or so early, chomping on a wrap of fried vegetables and letting herself in with the crash of sliding doors. it's unlocked, she'd put in the order beforehand, but she wanders over to slam the lights on and cast the vast, deserted hall into dreary light.

after that she'll be inside, checking around behind boxes and barrels shoved into corners for any sign of projects she's not been let in on or stashes that shouldn't be kept here. ]