[center][h1][color=#357302][b]Chatterbox[/b][/color][/h1][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KDztts8B0ac]Theme[/url][/center][hr]
Listening attentively, Chatterbox kept his silence until Benito dropped the glass. In an instant he was out of his chair, but he didn't move further. His humming ceased, he felt at the thrumming threads of his power, connecting him to most everyone in the room 'cept the Jacks, Broker, and faux Broker. So it was that he knew Benito wasn't dying before everyone else. He relaxed, but only momentarily as the man recovered and the glass vanished Drake found himself unsurreptitiously perceiving something vast and terrible.

[indent][indent][indent]Shock rang through his system, for that was all there was, the impression of his mind, unhinged from his body.

Before him was something small, if consequential, he knew. He reached out and suddenly knew it was a planet and its moons, revolving in the vastness of space, but he knew it was small...and lifeless. Useless, then it was gone, winking out in utter silence and in its place was only blackness and the sensation of a twisting leviathan. Again and again the scenario repeated, but each time it was a different celestial body. Then, as space turned silent and black, a planet extinguished, so too did his vision black out.[/indent][/indent][/indent]

Like a rubber-band let go he fell into his body, or rather his body fell, his mind totally disoriented. He barely managed to catch himself before hitting his tailbone on the hard floor. He sat there a long moment, shaken and grasping at straws as he tried to, at first, parse what he had seen, and then after several seconds, remember what it had been at all. Several more seconds and suddenly he was even confused as to why exactly he had fallen. He frowned and, his balance back, pulled himself to his feet. Brushing himself off, he sat down

[color=#357302][b]"Well, I don't know exactly what [i]that[/i] was, but I don't see the cup anymore so I presume Benito has been endowed with powers,"[/b][/color] his tone was matter-of-fact, but there was a bitter taste in his mouth. He did not like that the man had just received powers free of charge. [color=#357302][b]"Might I suggest that any [i]other[/i] buyers not drink the potions [i]here[/i]? I've had quite enough blacking out for one day."[/b][/color]

Though he made it sound as if he were merely annoyed, he was actually incredibly off kilter. Only his years of stand up and acting practice kept it from his face and posture. Yet, despite his ability, the muscles of his jaw stood out each time he stopped talking. He was grinding his teeth.

He didn't start humming again, but when he'd spoken a moment ago his power had been on, if only faintly.[hr][center][h1][color=#B8EEFF][b]Outsider[/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]
Connecting, the golem stumbled, and as Outsider recovered from the impact he felt the shift of posture in the stone giant. Its arm began to move, and his tendrils latched onto the golem, kinetic energy being created rapidly as the back of the stone hand came to bear. As it struck however, Ceramix found he'd underestimated the hero. He flew, shifting his orientation slightly, and rather than strike his 'head' it hit the armored plates of his chest, or rather it would have if there wasn't a barrier between the attack and his body. Instead a powerful shockwave dampened the blow's momentum and he only [i]barely[/i] managed to shatter the barrier. Jostled, but not disoriented, Outsider used his flight and the purchase with his various limbs to slither around the golem's arm. Then, using the anchor points, his flight, and the prodigious strength of his Second Vessel, Outsider attempted to hold Ceramix in place.

Three seconds passed as he positioned himself, avoiding the thermal beam. In that time his barrier reformed. Immediately, he moved, slithering his body around the torso of the golem, his tails remaining tightly coiled around its arm even as he used his arms to grab at the legs. Bio-electric and bio-chemical energy converting rapidly in his body, Outsider prepared for a tremendous point-blank shockwave.

He wasn't playing around, this was his element.