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Interdimensional Cable
Today in the forum, someone has set up a techno-pile of video gadgetry. At the heart of it is a television, and an old one at that. The screen is large enough, but it sits in a retro wooden fixture that gives it the appearance more of furniture than of an entertainment system. All the better for it to hold the weight of a number of video-playing devices from across the ages and dimensions.
On either side of the pile of plastic boxes and tangled wires stacked on top are a set of outdoor lounge chairs. One, sat up like a chair, is empty. The other, fully reclined, is full of a whole lotta dead dude. It’s Harrowheart, who can’t possibly understand the vast majority of what he’s lying next to, a lit cigarette between his lips and his arms dangling off the chair and onto the grass. His floating hands are hard at work twisting knobs and pounding on the top of the television. Now and then the screen flickers with a hint of a signal.
Without spending the energy to lift his head, Harrow calls out to any passers-by, “Hey! What’s your favorite movie? People keep tellin’ me about ‘em, but I ain't ever seen one. I wanna find a good one and invite everyone over to watch it. Help me pick one out, will ya? And if y’ain’t ever seen a movie either… I dunno, weigh in on someone else’s recommendation?”
(( OOC Info: I want to stream a movie in-character! I love streaming movies, usually it’s a really good time for everyone involved. I’ve never done one IC, but I think this is a great opportunity to start. I’ll take any and all IC movie recommendations (real movies only!) and by next Wednesday I’ll try to decide which one we watch. The better your character talks it up, the better its chance! I’m shooting for next Saturday the 21st at around 8 or 9pm Eastern for a start time, but I’m going to be flexible if people know they can’t make it. I want as many people to be able to enjoy this as possible! If you’re interested in the idea or have any questions shoot me a PM and I’ll PM you back with answers and details and remember to get back to you when the movie and time are decided. ))
On either side of the pile of plastic boxes and tangled wires stacked on top are a set of outdoor lounge chairs. One, sat up like a chair, is empty. The other, fully reclined, is full of a whole lotta dead dude. It’s Harrowheart, who can’t possibly understand the vast majority of what he’s lying next to, a lit cigarette between his lips and his arms dangling off the chair and onto the grass. His floating hands are hard at work twisting knobs and pounding on the top of the television. Now and then the screen flickers with a hint of a signal.
Without spending the energy to lift his head, Harrow calls out to any passers-by, “Hey! What’s your favorite movie? People keep tellin’ me about ‘em, but I ain't ever seen one. I wanna find a good one and invite everyone over to watch it. Help me pick one out, will ya? And if y’ain’t ever seen a movie either… I dunno, weigh in on someone else’s recommendation?”
(( OOC Info: I want to stream a movie in-character! I love streaming movies, usually it’s a really good time for everyone involved. I’ve never done one IC, but I think this is a great opportunity to start. I’ll take any and all IC movie recommendations (real movies only!) and by next Wednesday I’ll try to decide which one we watch. The better your character talks it up, the better its chance! I’m shooting for next Saturday the 21st at around 8 or 9pm Eastern for a start time, but I’m going to be flexible if people know they can’t make it. I want as many people to be able to enjoy this as possible! If you’re interested in the idea or have any questions shoot me a PM and I’ll PM you back with answers and details and remember to get back to you when the movie and time are decided. ))
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She's quiet for a minute before she admits, "I'm not sure the chao count."
Realization countdown: five, four, three...
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His eyes widen and at first he grins, but another memory from that night hits him like a kick to the teeth and his expression falls flat in a flash.
A self-conscious little laugh fills what otherwise would be an awkward silence. With a hopeful little smile and a small voice he says, "They're babies, Verity. Remember?"
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"Please don't feed them anything but their special food, in the future. They got really sick from the things people gave them at the party." She's not angry about what happened, exactly, but she'd like it to not happen again.
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Frowning, he focuses on the cables again. His mind is on other things, though, and he can't focus on the work for very long.
"Am I allowed to come see 'em again? I really liked the one I was holdin'. Kinda calmed me down, you know?"
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She'll continue working contentedly. Having something like this to do is so much better than being alone with her thoughts. "'Course you can. They love having people come play with them. But please don't smoke around them."
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"I'm real sorry how things ended the first time we met, Verity." He means it.
"I hope you aren't ashamed or embarrassed. Please don't be. I. I'd understand if you don't wanna talk about it, especially with someone you don't know. But... If you do? If you want a new ear? I'm here for that." He means that, too.
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"That's really kind of you, thank you. Please don't feel bad about what happened, you had no way of knowing. I think people were expecting me to have more of a breakdown than I did," she admits with a rueful sigh. "So... do your ears come off too? Or would I have to take the whole package?"
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"Whole package, unfortunately. My loud mouth and my empty brain and my funny hands. Y'know, if they bother you, I can wrap 'em up? I don't mind. I spent years with 'em wrapped up, attached my wrists. I only stopped about a month or two back. My boyfriend said I oughta stop bein' so ashamed and scared of the things I was keepin' hidden. It was hard to have my hurt all out in the open at first, but... Lettin' it out helped me come to terms with it."
He smiles softly at Verity, but his attempt at a poignant moment doesn't last long. He smacks himself on the forehead and sighs in a rush. "Aw, shoot! You probably think I'm a dirt-poor boyfriend, you saw me actin' all weird at Jim. I promise that was for laughs." True by virtue of grammatical technicalities.
"I mean it don't matter anyway, right? 'Cause he's straight." Whether that's true or not, he certainly believes it.
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"Oh gods no, don't do that on my account. You are who and what you are, and if I've got a problem with that, it's my problem to deal with." Growing up in the 616 has taught her a lot about tolerance. She's still working on this whole 'zombies' thing because thank god she never had a crossover with that universe. "But thanks."
Yeah, she knows what he was doing there, and she appreciates it.
Seeing people flirt with Jim and Jim flirt with people doesn't seem to surprise her. But that last part, she makes the weirdest face before she starts laughing.
Give her a sec.
"You think Jim is straight?"
You can't be straight in space. You just can't.
"He's – He's not – I mean he is?! No, no way! He's... He's got straight-guy hair!"
Harrowheart, Jim's hair is just like yours.
His hands fumble with the cables until, flustered, he drops them entirely. He clasps his cheeks to hide the way they darken slightly bluer. "V-Verity, take it back. I don't need to know he ain't straight. I don't need that evilness in my mind or that sin in my souls. I am an ho-honest and ffffaithful knight, and he's a... A sailor. Even if he is a space sailor. A... A handsome... Smug-smilin'... Brave and beautiful space sailor. And I know how sailors are! They're no good!"
He flops backwards onto the grass and covers his eyes with palms. This is his grave. Bury him here.
Honestly, Starfleet should be looking for people with fluid sexual preferences.
"His hair is pretty much exactly like yours."
Yeah, that's where she starts. Then she puts down her half-untangled wires to lean over him. "You don't have to date him or flirt with him or even think about him, I honestly could not care less about that, but don't you dare call my little brother evil."
New ability unlocked: Protective Big Sister Mode!
Captain James T. Kirk: Veteran of the Star Wars
"I didn't mean he's evil! He's a super cool star wars hero. He's too good, that's the problem! He's perfect in every way! I'm over here tryin' to be a good boyfriend, and here comes Captain Jim sailin' along and it's not him that's evil, it's the thoughts! I mean, come on, Verity. Don't act like you've never been tempted to make a bad decision."
He parts his fingers just enough to get a peek at her. Is she also a perfect human being? Does that run in their (adopted) family or what?
I believe he'd join the Star Alliance.
Oh, wait. Thinking about that is sad.
"Starfleet. I think Star Wars is something else." Do not quote her on that, she's really not sure.
"Plenty. And I went through with enough of them, too. But it's not the ice cream's fault if I eat too much." This is as close to sexual tension as she really gets. Yes, even with a boyfriend. Hers is a sad life. "He's not perfect. Nobody's perfect. Even the gods aren't perfect. Once you start seeing him as just another person, you'll probably feel better."
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Cue subject change!
"So you know a little somethin' about gods, or what?" He eyes her up and down, and after a moment's pause asks, "You know about Cathol? My buddy Steve says he's a Catholic. He misses his world a lot and I wanna learn stuff about it so I can maybe, I don't know. Throw him a home-away-from-home party?"
This is going to offend somebody.
"I've met a few." Shrug. No big deal. "Cath--oh, no, Catholics call their god 'god' because they think there's only the one. You might like it, though, they worship a zombie god. Their god is three gods in one, and one of them sent another one to live on Earth for a while. And then that god was killed, and then came back after a few days, did some miracles, and then went off to paradise. They also believe everyone's cursed from birth because of what a couple of people did back at the beginning of time. There's a lot of fasting, too, I think. It's really very creepy if you think about it too long."
If he repeats any of this to Steve he's going to have a bad time.
Verity you have just begun the best avalanche of bullshit, God bless
"No way! Verity, that's – That's super cool! Shoot... An undead god! I ain't ever gonna get over this." He pats his thighs excitedly and shimmies his shoulders to get out that extra bit of energy. "This is cool. This is great! Man, when I offered to make Steve undead and he said no 'cause he's Catholic, I thought it was cause he didn't like undead! Now I see it's 'cause it's a sacred thing for him!"
His hands grip Verity's shoulders and he grins at her. "I've been wantin' to teach Steve ice magic, but... Shoot, I should teach him necromancy! He'll be so famous on his world when he gets back!"
Sooo my neighbor just asked what's so funny.
But she can work with that. "Well, but Catholics think that necromancy is bad because only their god is supposed to do that. It would be presumptuous for him to start copying his god's tricks, right? He'd be better off with the ice magic." She is channeling Loki so hard right now. "Ice magic is, if you'll pardon the pun, really cool."
So this is definitely not going to blow up in her face or anything.
Steve Rogers: Winter Soldier
"You should come learn ice magic with him! It'll give you somethin' good to do with your time. Do you know Steve? I think he'd like you. I get the feelin' he likes most folks, and most folks probably like him. He'd probably love to have ya! Heck, I'd probably say this'd be a good opportunity to set you up on a date with him, but I think someone at the party told me you got a man? That, and I already got a date for Steve. Some nice red-haired lady named Nat who wanted to know all about him."
This is an excellent plan and I approve.
"Sounds like fun. Schön said I'd probably be able to learn magic... but what's the price?" Schön and Naugus have given her a very thorough education on the subject of magic always having a price. She's learned to be careful about these things, but she's not exactly untrusting.
"Which Steve? I've met three here already. There might be more." All Steves were Rogers, and yes, it gets confusing. "I'm really not the 'set her up on a date' sort regardless of my relationship status."
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"You think if I could get paid for teachin' folks things I'd be hangin' out on benches tryin' to make movie boxes work? Frost magic's one of the only kinds that doesn't come with a price, Verity. Only price you gotta pay is puttin' up with me and Steve-o." What a good time to be Verity Willis, Truth-sensor. Harrowheart either has some extremely tricky magic that can actually hide all of his lies (which, come to think of it, he has appeared suspiciously truthful...) or he isn't lying at all.
But there's no way this guy, of all people, has the power to keep the truth from Verity. His magic comes without a charge, and he doesn't even realize it should.
"I guess Steve's a pretty common name, huh? Steve's, like... He's... Blonde, sweet, rail-thin, and about nipple height. I think I could pick him up with one hand, even in my human form. He wants to be a soldier, and he's from North America world. 1941!"
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No, it's unlikely Harrowheart could hide from her. However powerful he is, he's not a god--and even Loki couldn't lie to her. So, however unlikely it seems, she'll accept his offer as genuine.
"That's generous. Thank you." She's going to find a way to repay him. It will probably involve baked goods. If he smokes and drinks and eats chocolate, then lovingly-made muffins should be nice. This is her thinking and it's a good plan.
"Oh. Yeah... I know him. I'm from the same city he grew up in, but about eighty years later." And a different universe, but that's nitpicking at this point. "He's sweet, yeah, and not at all interested in dating me. I didn't realize he was interested in dating right now. I really am oblivious to these things." So does that make her statements self-contradictory? Who knows. Not her!
"North America is a continent. Our world is called Earth."
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"So Brooklyn's a pretty important city, huh? What happens there that makes it so special? I mean of course the king probably lives there, but what else?"
As for whether or not Steve is interested in dating, Harrow keeps quiet. He also does not know. That doesn't mean he can't try to hook a guy up, right?
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"We don't have a king. Brooklyn's part of a bigger city, New York City. It's special because... well, it was one of the financial centers of the world, it was where artists flock to become famous, it was one of the most successful melting pots... New York had people from all over the world. Eight hundred languages were spoken there. Musicians, painters, actors, all kinds of artists gathered there, creating and inspiring each other. It was one of the most fashionable cities as well, obviously, with that many artists. We had some of the most beautiful architecture and some of the biggest shiniest buildings... The tallest was nearly two thousand feet high."
She can keep going. She loves her home and she misses it so much.
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"Eight... hundred languages? Two thousand feet? That's taller than a mountain..." His glassy eyes stare through Verity as he tries to process all of this.
"People... Did... All of that? Without magic?" 'Stunned' doesn't begin to describe his reaction to all of this. He's full of questions, and he can hardly speak.
"How many races are there on Earth? And how do you do so much without a king?"
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"Mm-hmm." She can see he needs some time to think it over, so she won't do more than answer his questions for now. But he did offer to listen, so he can bet there'll be more later.
"Right, without magic. Without superpowers of any kind, mostly. Races... it's... it depends on how you define a race. And whether we're including races from other planets who've come to live on Earth for various reasons. But mostly we're all some kind of human." Her bundle of cables is a makeshift pillow for her arms now. "We do have governments. Instead of monarchy, we have democracy. All the eligible adults vote for who they want to have in charge at regular intervals."
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Verity needs to get a family plan at this point.
Harrow gets a phone, texts exclusively in emojis. The hieroglyphics strategy
Dear lord, forgive me. I knew not what I did! :P
Verity doesn't like fancy jewelry. She must be cheap to shop for on Valentine's Day!
She's never had a Valentine. :(
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The comment in which I save us from this going on for weeks.
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+1 Friend. Brief Interlude. -1 Friend.
Oh, ye of little faith.
The classic "I just met you, let me tell you everything" maneuver.
The Nexus: We Know Oversharing
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Steve's tiny fingers should be perfect for the iPhone keyboard
Is there such a thing as perfect for the iPhone keyboard?
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That video. I will be using the hell out of that.
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I like the meta of tagging on my phone. Harrow, if only you knew you live in a phone.
Does he live in the phone... or do we?
I absolutely live in the phone.
It's cozy and warm and much more fun.
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Verity should have gone to the ball as Poison Ivy. I mean come on.
She's got no cultural reference for that. But yes, that would be perfect.
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Chao in a bunch of bad knockoff shirts like http://tinyurl.com/AVeryGoodShirt
Aww. That would be cute. :)
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Is everybody creeping that thread now?
I blame Del 150%
Del makes things 150% more awesome, so that's fair.
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