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[center][h1][color=FireBrick]Ky’ vie Jones[/color] & [color=DimGray]Floyd Banker[/color][/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] Ky' vie's Apartment (Atlanta; Georgia).
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Each Other.[/sup][/center]
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Floyd shook his head, it was only mid-afternoon and it was already off to a rough day. Thoughts of what his morning lay had discussed with him filled his mind, as he finished rolling his honey bourbon backwood. Taking a pen on his desk he stuffed the edge of the cannabis into the construct, before reaching for a lighter.

[color=DimGray]"Yup, I need this, like [i]really[/i] need it. Woah child, the world going crazier then a motherfucker."[/color] Letting out an expaserated sigh and shaking his head, he lit the herb up and took a few pulls. Getting a lungful of marijuana smoke, the familar stench of mary jane entering his nostrils as he let out some hefty coughs, [color=DimGray]"Shit this Gelato pulling, okay yuhhh nothing but the best for mwah."[/color] Laughing at his own self commentary, he took a few more hits of the backwood and scrolled through his Money May playlist, pulling up 'Rapper and Trapper' by Lil Bam and Lil Baby.

[color=DimGray]"Bitch I'mma geeker, I just caught a misdemeanor, I was riding around with that reefer."[/color] Singing along to the song he let himself relax as he melted into his couch, the indica soothing his brain.

Going to light the backwood again seeing it went out, the lighter flickered then went out. Trying his luck two more times and getting the same result he rolled his eyes. Tucking the partially sparked marijuana cigar behind his right ear and reaching for his car keys he went outside to retrieve his back-up lighter from his car, turning the music off preferring silence & the company of his own thoughts for the brief walk to his vehicle and back. Whistling as he walked back up the steps to his apartment he was eager to resume his session and take this buzz to the next level.

[color=DimGray]"Shit, the weather pretty good today..."[/color] He said speaking to himself as he took the last step to his floor.

[color=FireBrick]"..an' that would be why I gave myself the mornin' off."[/color]

Hand lifting from her side; the action was a little rough as she ran her fingers back through her long raven locks, the other arm weighted down with shopping bags filled and heavy with groceries that she'd only just gone out a bought that morning. Mocha java chip ice-cream. She'd had to go to about three different stores in order to find one that actually had it in stock, but in the end she'd wound up with three containers of the stuff, and really, she wasn't about to go complaining about it. Her hair on the other hand...

It was still... beyond fucking weird. The usual glint of glistening red, had been replaced by an almost velvety black, and caught in the corner of her eye, it was unnerving. It was taking far longer than it should to know that no, she wasn't being followed, it was just her. It was a huge change, and she knew from what Rebecca had told her that it was going to take some time to get used to what would now be seeing staring back at her through the mirror. It was just... frustrating that she wasn't adjusting to something as simple as changing her hair color faster than when she and Owen had moved thousands of miles away from their home, to instead live in America. Why the fuck had they done that again..? Really, she couldn't even remember; but the differences in the health care system alone had her regretting the decision, but only slightly. Other things definitely made up for it though.

Quirking her brow slightly, her gaze lingered a moment on the home-roll tucked behind Floyd's ear, she motioned towards it with a light nod, [color=FireBrick]"..rough mornin'..?"[/color]

[color=DimGray]"Huh? Oh yeah..."[/color]

Floyd raised an eyebrow wondering what the hell she was talking about, but realized he'd stepped out the house with the cigar tucked behind his ear. He was able to tell her to mind her own business, when he caught a glimpse & actually paid attention to who was talking to him. [color=DimGray][i]Oh shit, it's that chick who just moved out here I think...[/i][/color] Nothing like an attractive woman, scratch that a VERY attractive woman to take his attention off the crazy events taking place.

[color=DimGray]"Heh, you one of the new neighors ain't you? My bad, like you said I been going through it this morning. I'm tripping, we have spoke before."[/color] The few brief conversations they had even though they hadn't talked about much were starting to seep back into his mind. He was doing everything in his power to recall, he liked to be at full brain capacity whenever it was regarding either finances or women who looked as good as her. Maybe it wasn't such a bad thing that his original lighter went out after he only managing to get three pulls from the ganja.

[color=DimGray]"You want some help?"[/color] He offered referring to the grocery bags she was sporting. Was it just him trying to help a neighbor out, the thirst or even more genuine then both of those scenario's the munchies...

Help her..?

Brows furrowing, her painted red lips parting ever slightly from one another, Ky' vie's attention was drawn down. Following his line of sight until her own was lingering on the bags that she held down at her side. The realization of what his sudden offer meant causing her to chuckle softly as she returned her gaze back to the man that she was currently speaking with. Giving him a light shake of her head before shooting a wink in his direction. Her arm curling, lifting the shopping bags up for him to see, [color=FireBrick]"Heh. Yeah, nah... pretty sure I'm right. Besides, I'ma big, strong girl... think I can handle a few shoppin' bags on my own. Thanks for the offer though..."[/color]

Seeing her stunning smile, and getting lost in his thoughts briefly he didn't even notice an irritating and untimely stiffness starting to build up. [color=DimGray][i]Damn she really is sexy as fuck... ah damn it... I shouldn't wore gym shorts but I was just going to my car...[/i][/color] Sometimes having such a high sex drive was annoying especially since he was talking to a chick that he'd only met a handful of times. No doubt the marijuana's sensory enhancement was playing a role in the unwanted display of visible lust. Hopefully she wasn't paying paying attention, quickly thinking, he took a few steps forward towards his door not trying to be in her direct line of site.

[color=DimGray]"Oh ight, shit, not saying you wasn't, just offering to help out a neighor, good ole southern hospitality."[/color]

[color=DimGray][i]Damn I am a little high, what the fuck did I just say[/i][/color] Mentally rolling his eyes he decided he didn't care about being a little hot and bothered, after-all he couldn't control the fact that she looked like a model.

[color=FireBrick]"Good ol' Southern hospitality, huh..?"[/color] The sound of her laugh filling the hall as she took the last few steps up and onto the landing that held both of their apartments, Ky shook her head lightly. Her smile lighting up her features, reaching her eyes as she let them linger on him. Her free hand diving down and into the pocket of her leather jacket as she searched to pull out her keys, [color=FireBrick]"Heard about it... never experienced it, though."[/color]

[color=DimGray]"Hell yea that's all we practice down here."[/color] He was quick with his retort but figured this conversation wasn't going anywhere and wanted to resume when he was less stimulated. The sound of her laughter and noticing her eyes lingering on him causing him to fumble with his room keys, dropping them and not wanting to reach down to grab them with his current situation, he decided to just light up the cigar. 

[color=DimGray][i]Man, I just avoided getting killed by the Silver Surfer, I'm not fighting awkward boners too... Whatever...[/i][/color]

Taking a pull from the cigar and coughing, his eyes jotted down to see that his hand was engulfed in fire, and that was how he'd lit the marijuana contraption. Flustered he hadn't even noticed not using teh lighter, [color=DimGray]"What the fuck!!?"[/color]

This day was just getting more and more difficult with each passing moment. He rapidly waved his hand in an instinctual reaction making the flames dissipate but was even more startled that his hand wasn't burned. Quickly bending down to grab his keys, and trying to distract his eyes from Ky's curvy figure, lust hitting his brain again and his hand once again caught on fire causing him to curse and drop the keys while also coughing from pulling too hard on the backwood which he'd forgotten was lit. [color=DimGray][i]Fuck... Fuck... Fuck...[/i][/color] Shaking his hand again to force the fire out, he let out his third exauhsuted sigh for today, this was too much...

Any smile that she'd had- any laughter that might have been passing out through her lips; it was all gone. In an instant. Her attention fixated on the flames lapping about, engulfing his hand. He was-..? Gaze flicking up to his for a moment, she turned her back to him, instead facing her apartment as she took the chance to slip the keys into the lock. Turning them and leaving them hanging once she was able to push the door open, she moved back towards him. Her free hand shooting out; it was like she didn't care about the flames at all as she took a tight grip of his wrist. Pulling him into her apartment, and making sure to grab her keys before she closed and locked the door behind them. Her gaze returning back to his.

[color=FireBrick]"..you-... you can control fire..?"[/color]

[color=DimGray]"Fire, control"[/color]

That whole statement sounded foreign to Floyd, really he had no idea what he had going on. All he knew was one minute he was in his car, the next he was gone. Coming back to a massive car insurance bill from a muli car-wreck he caused from getting disintegrated behind the wheel.

[color=DimGray]"I mean... that's never happened to me."[/color] This whole odd scenario was now the sole thing that was in charge of his focus, [color=DimGray]"What? Lemme guess your the human torch too."[/color]

Still even with this disturbing revelation he still retained his sense of humor, having been in near death situations multiple times in his 22 year residency on earth, even staring the grim reaper in the face wasn't enough to remove his stubborn ties to in-appropiate comedic wise cracks. [color=DimGray][i]Definently not the way I hoped to get into her apartment, but the next step's gotta be the bedroom. Naw first I need to figure out why the fuck she's worried about if I'm a human flame-thrower, matter fact I NEED to figure that out..this is crazy.[/i][/color]

[color=FireBrick]"Well... I mean... I'd [i]like[/i] ta think I'm smarter than Jonathan Storm, but... kinda; yeah."[/color] Tilting her head, unable but to help think about the similarities she had with the fictional Fantastic Four superhero, Ky' vie shifted slightly over the spot. Hesitating a moment or two longer before she moved past him and towards her kitchen so that she could begin to put her groceries away.

[color=DimGray]"Hmmm, I can digg that, definently more sexy."[/color] Floyd let that slip out...on purpose. It was if nothing could push down the attraction he had towards this fellow empowered girl, [color=DimGray]"Crazy thing is this is the first time that's ever happened to me, fire hands, last week was even worst I got really drunk and when I woke up... I was invisible for two days at first it was okay but then it became a living nightmare."[/color] He shuddered just thinking about the horrific experience he went thinking he'd never be able to be seen again

[color=FireBrick]"..multiple powers..? And they aren't even closely related..."[/color] Brows furrowing slightly, a slight frown crossing over her otherwise gentle features, Ky' vie once more turned her attention back to the groceries. Pulling everything out to place down on the bench, she took a few moments to fold up the bags and to slip them into one of the lower drawers before she began putting things away in the cupboards; the cold items going into the fridge or freezer depending on what they were, [color=FireBrick]"That's... really weird..."[/color]

[color=DimGray]"Multiple powers, more like multiple nightmares or several problems."[/color] A frown formed on his face at her description of his experience. Being removed from sight and a week later having his hands replace his lighters wasn't exactly his idea of winning the superpower lottery. He briefly thought about asking if she'd wanted help but decided against it as he'd already asked and didn't want to feel like he was nagging, [color=DimGray]"Yeah your telling me I'm living it, I don't know what the fuck to do this shit is really messing up my life... I mean, you seen the news... sooner or later the Feds is going do sumabout people like us."[/color]

He sighed thinking about the unfortunate implitications of being a real life mutant in these turbulent times

[color=FireBrick]"..well, I mean, they can try. But they ain't got nothin' on me. Only two people including you know; and really, you haven't seen me do anything so... it'd be your word against mine."[/color] Shrugging her shoulders, closing the fridge, though only after retrieving two beers, she placed one down on the bench in front of him. Bringing the other down in front of her, using the bottom of her top to help her twist the cap off, she took a swig.

Floyd rolled his eyes, he was a fan of confidence sure but he tended to drift towards reality in most scenario's when possible, [color=DimGray]"Oh yeah, cause your such a bad ass huh?"[/color]

At the mention of her not showing him a display of powers, a fleeting sense of panic enveloped his thought pattern wondering if he'd made some grave error by lighting his cigar with his hands. Retrieving the lighter from his pocket he popped the cork off his beer and took a chug himself. [color=DimGray][i]Yeah I might need one of these more then I need the gas right now.[/i][/color]

[color=DimGray]"Jeez not gonna offer to open mine huh, I'm all alone."[/color] He said teasing the literally, hot nerd.

[color=FireBrick]"You're a strong bloke... pretty sure you can muscle the cap off your beer."[/color] Quirking her brow, her body falling back until she was resting against the kitchen bench behind her, Ky once again brought her own beer to her lips. Taking another drink. Her gaze never once leaving his.

[color=DimGray]"Yeah, yeah, yeah... like I said earlier ma'am out here we have southern hospitality."[/color]

Floyd equipped as he took another swig from his beer. A whole different bease of an experience to smoking but honestly better for his nerves right now, [color=DimGray]"So look I've got a question for you, you said it was weird that I've had two different things going on that aren't related right? What the hell do you think's going on? I was stuck unseen for two days but ever since then it hasn't happened again but I sure as hell haven't tried again either."[/color]

The confused man poised the question to Ky'Vie it was his first time sitting down with someone else who proposed to have powers, but in the back of his head he was still toying with the idea that maybe he was being set up. After all she'd been quick to pull him into her room, and asked about his own powers but he'd yet to see her do anything other then open up a beer and put up groceries.

[color=FireBrick]"..well... have you [i]tried[/i] to do it again..?"[/color] Lowering her beer, watching him, she held it down in front of her stomach.

[color=DimGray]"Well no... like I said, it was kinda a messed up experience, not one I was hoping to repeat but... maybe it'll be better if I can control it?"[/color]

Pondering about what he said he bit his lip inquisitively. [color=DimGray][i]Mayne I'm tripping if I've got super powers, I damn well better learn how to use them, with motherfuckers like the Silver Predator out their if I'm going stay in the business I'm in I need to get a handle on whatever I can do before he throws me across the highway too.[/i][/color] It was settled it seemed and he was in agreement with Ky' vie, [color=DimGray]"Alright here goes nothing."[/color]

Closing his eyes and exhaling to focus he groaned hand shaking slightly as he tried to remove himself from sight but nothing happened, [color=DimGray]"Come on... maybe I gotta say something... like Danny Phantom... Going Floyd!"[/color] Groaning again and snapping his fingers he quickly felt silly when... absolutely nothing happened, [color=DimGray]"Okay well, so much for my parlor trick..."[/color]

[color=FireBrick]"..amusing to watch you try, though. Please, continue."[/color] Her bright red lips turning up in an amused smirk, Ky motioned for him to keep trying.

[color=DimGray]"Oh wow, fuck you."[/color] Floyd retorted rolling his eyes as he tried again figuring that he made the same mistake Peter Parker did in the first movie going for catch phrases. Groaning and trying not once not twice but thrice more times and nothing happened he gave up clasping his hands then picking up the beer to take a few deep swigs. [color=DimGray]"Yup nothing, nada, I can't go ghost."[/color] He said making another Danny Phantom reference at his failed attempts to reproduce invisbility.

Watching him a few moments longer, her dark gaze intense, Ky' vie eventually turned her head. Looking away from him as she first shifted against the bench, before pushing away from it altogether. Making her way around the bench in order to meet with him on the other side. Her free hand slipping down into the back pocket of her jeans, she motioned towards him with her beer, [color=FireBrick]"..then maybe you don't have multiple powers. Maybe you just have one. One that lets you use other peoples powers, you know... like Mimic, or Hope Summers. Composite Superman."[/color]

Floyd paused to think he hadn't ever thought about that, really he hadn't thought about that much about his powers, [color=DimGray]"I ain't gonna lie... I'm more of a watch the movies type of guy now, so I don't really know them people you talking about, but I think I get the concept."[/color]

[color=DimGray][i]That could explain some shit but Ion get why I can't turn invisible[/i][/color]

[color=DimGray]"I really don't know, and I guess I'm only gonna find out over time really. What about you; can I see your party trick?"[/color]

[color=FireBrick]"..my party trick..?"[/color]

Hesitating; taking a few moments to think over the situation and what her options currently were, Ky lifted the bottle back to her lips. Draining it of whatever beer remained and putting the empty down on the counter, it looked as though she wasn't about to comply before, slowly, her dark raven locks began to glow. Brighter; a vibrant orange and red crept its way up. Embers flickering, and after a few short moments flames licked at her hair. The heat quickly filling the room as she brought her attention back to him, [color=FireBrick]"..my party trick. But that's all you're gettin'. Any more an' I might set off the fire alarms..."[/color]

Floyd raised an eyebrow but felt more calm about taking this situation to the next level. Seeing the sparks of flame on her hair and getting verification that she was one of them. [color=DimGray]"Just a tease aren't you, but yeah wouldn't want your parade getting rained on."[/color]

Reaching for the glass he finished contents of his beer and set it down, the small buzz from the drink mingling with the few drags he'd taken earlier. [color=DimGray]"Well at least you can call upon yours on command, once I get to that point I'll be feeling alot better buuuut if you can do that, it won't be long before I'm caught up."[/color] Floyd spoke out with a sense of confidence that had seemed to be wavering about his abilities. Maybe what she said was going on, but he could imagine a whole lot of scenario's where a power like that wouldn't be good but it was better then nothing.

[color=FireBrick]"Maybe..."[/color] Shrugging her shoulders, the flames sizzling out until there was no evidence they were ever there, Ky turned and leant herself back against the bench. Her head turning so that she was still able to look up at him, [color=FireBrick]"..but if that is your power; if you really can mimic the abilities of others... you're never going to be done learning control. Every time you come across a new one; the learning is just gunna start all over again..."[/color]

[color=DimGray]"More good news; you know how to cheer a guy up don't you."[/color] The undertones of saracasm flowed as he spoke, it seemed she'd made up her mind that he was the black Hope Summers or the Black Mimic. [color=DimGray][i]It's a good theory. but I still don't know if that's what I could do it could just some power that ties into fire & invisibilty, but I doubt I'm going to figure it out today.[/i][/color]

[color=DimGray]"Either way I'm going to have my work cut out for me, reminds me some of some of my teachers ooooh Floyd your never going to stop learning never! It doesn't stop."[/color] He laughed thinking back. at some of the teachers who'd chastised him when he brought up wanting to be done with learning after graduation.

Laughing softly, Ky shook her head, letting her gaze fall to the ground in front of her; though she wasn't focused on it, [color=FireBrick]"Yeah... I was never too fond of my teachers either. So I feel ya on that point."[/color]

He couldn't help but chuckle. [color=DimGray]"So I guess we have more then fire in common then huh."[/color] Standing up he took his empty beer and went to toss it in thet rash. [color=DimGray]"All these magic tricks got me pretty damn hungry, sheesh you mind if I spark up in here?"[/color] He asked pulling the cigar from his ears that had once again went out as his focus had switched to trying to summon his powers of visibility distortion to no avail earlier.

[color=FireBrick]"..as long as you smoke over by the window."[/color] Motioning over towards the one window in the lounge that had a seat by it, and an ashtray, Ky crossed over to it. Reaching over to pull it open, letting the fresh air flow into the apartment from outside, [color=FireBrick]"Don't want the smell seeping into my clothes or furniture, that's all."[/color]

[color=DimGray]"I can dig that but lucky us, the aroma of cannabis dosen't tend to stick around for more then three or four hours. When your in the... business I'm in you've got to know things like this."[/color] Floyd made his way over to the open window embracing the fresh air and was about to retrieve his lighter when he had an alternative idea.

[color=DimGray][i]Hmm, let's see... I doubt this is gonna work buuut I'll try.[/i][/color] Focusing but this time getting the wanted result he was surprised to see flames sparking off his fingers lighting the backwood as he took a few heavy pulls before coughing. [color=DimGray]"Oh..."[/color] Coughing [color=DimGray]"Shit..."[/color] More coughing [color=DimGray]"It worked."[/color] Coughing again he cleared his chest as if he was clearing out phelgm trapped and took a few more hits a little more flame then he wanted causing the cigar to burn faster then before.

[color=DimGray]"That actually worked...crazy.."[/color] A Sparkle of excitement in the corner of his eyes at actually managing to summon some form of power at will even if it was to get high

[color=FireBrick]"Smart... if we end up hanging out more often, I'll teach you how make popcorn without burning it. Now [i]that[/i] is impressive."[/color] Moving back from the window, Ky folded herself down on her couch. Crossing her legs underneath her.

[color=DimGray]"Oooh! Now that I want to know, cause I swear the microwave never seems to get it right sometimes, always just a [i]liiiiitle[/i] too burnt for my taste literally."[/color] A few more heavy pulls was leading to his eyes starting to redden from the strong substance allowing him to truly slump into the chair she'd offered him by the window. [color=DimGray]"Your welcome to hit it if you want, I'm talking about the blunt good stuff. Honestly I'm not even gonna finish it myself."[/color] He laughed a little feeling a lot more relaxed and silly as he got higher, more entertained by the fact that he would never be plagued by problems of loosing his lighter again that's if he could keep making the sparks fly from his finger tips literally.

Shaking her head lightly, her own body falling back into the cushions, she chuckled, [color=FireBrick]"No thanks... I only gave myself the mornin' off, remember..? Got cars to be fixed, and bikes to be tuned waitin' for me at the garage. Can't put off work for too long, else it'll pile up."[/color]

[color=DimGray]"Oh your one of those, can't work high huh I use to be like that."[/color] Floyd laughed taking one final hit before ashing outside the window. Taking out the wrapper he'd retrieved the woods from he sealed the half of the cigar back in and closed it. His vision now a little brighter, and everything feeling somewhat more intense the sounds of the birds chirping outside, the beating of his heart at a more brisk pace, and heaviness that he could feel in his eye lips occupied his heightened senses. [color=DimGray]"I don't know alot of girl mechanics, what got you into the business, if you don't mind me asking something about you not related to our pending X Men applications."[/color]

Lifting her hand up, fingers raking through her hair, she pushed it back off her face. Her shoulders shrugging almost dismissively, [color=FireBrick]"..fell in with a slightly questionable crowd when I was younger. By the time I was fifteen, they'd gotten me into cars... bikes... When I got my learners at sixteen, they got me into the real adrenaline fix. Street racing. I was hooked. Being a mechanic just became second nature; the perfect way to feed my little obsession when I wasn't actually out there doing it, ya know..?"[/color]

It intrigued him when she said she'd fell into the wrong crowd at a younger age. [color=DimGray][i]Hmmm so maybe she's a bad girl after all.[/i][/color]

This girl was certainly proving to be interesting after all, and he was starting to feel like their was more proof to what she was saying about his powers, after all he seemed to have no trouble calling forth fire around her but that led him to wonder who'd he run into who could turn invisible. [color=DimGray][i]I guess I wouldn't exactly see them... or would I hmmm.[/i][/color] He realized he was getting dragged into his insightful thoughts and snapped out of it to pay attention to Ky'Vie as she spoke delivering the rest of the answer to the question he'd poised. [color=DimGray]"I get that, at least the adrenaline part and getting mixed up with some questionable behavior around that age."[/color]

[color=FireBrick]"The rush of adrenaline is the best part. Aside from the rewards for winning, of course."[/color]

[color=DimGray]"Yeah gotta win right."[/color]

Floyd was about to keep talking when he felt his phone buzzing in his pocket. Being high and throughly engaged in the conversation he went to click the side of his phone to forward the call. [color=DimGray]"Fair warning though since your new around here if you pick any highways to race on and you don't want to get snagged up by Georgia State Patrol I recommend i-75 it's the one that drifts out towards the country, anywhere you try that on i-285 their gonna light you up quick."[/color]

He spoke with a foreboding tone as many motorists who were unfamilar with georgia highways would find that any of their highways were better to race on then i-285 the intersection between downtown & the metro Atlanta where GSP seemed to hide in every crook, cranny & crevice of looking for drivers speeding & transporting illicit goods.

His phone began buzzing again once again interrupting him, he went to click it again only for it to start ringing even though it was on silent. [color=DimGray][i]Damn it; who is it?[/i][/color] He took out the phone to see it was Liz, and rolled his eyes, sliding on the pre-typed message option of 'I'm sorry I can't talk right now.' As the phone buzzed again he groaned and stood up to take his phone out his pocket. Quickly he went to Liz's contact and temporarily added her to the block list.

[color=DimGray]"Geez if I didn't answer the first 4 times...."[/color] Suddenly he shot back feeling a sharp pain before he fell to the ground. [color=DimGray]"Ugh ahhh!!!!!"[/color] Floyd clasped his head with both of his hands as he lay on the ground in pain closing his eyes, gritting as teeth as he felt his vision began engulfed in brief flashes of light and color.

Panic shot through her core.

[color=FireBrick]"S-Shit..!"[/color] Eyes widening as she saw him collapse forward off the chair, and onto the floor of her lounge, Ky' vie struggled a moment before she managed to scramble her way off of the couch. Her body slipping slightly as her knees hit the ground beside his figure, she leant over him. Her gaze flicking about; she reached out. Her touch firm, though still gentle as she took hold of his wrists, not quite sure what to do, or just how she should be reacting, [color=FireBrick]"Oi..! Oi, you-... you okay..? Can ya hear me..?"[/color]

Not getting a response other than his pained yells, and not knowing just how she could help. She stared down at him almost helplessly.

[color=FireBrick]"..Jesus... what the [i]fuck[/i] kinda blunt did you smoke..?"[/color]

As Floyd on the ground in pain his iphone had dropped and if Ky glanced down she could see the message was from one of his women he was ignoring named Liz. The text on the screen was short and simple.

[center][i]Floyd please please text me back I'm not crazy, I'm telling you it's happening again please![/i][/center]

When Ky touched Floyd it was if she was transported into a whole other place into what appeared to be the heart of Washington D.C, the capital city of the United States standing in the middle of the streets was Floyd looking around confused. [color=DimGray]“Ky’ vie... you're here too? What the fuck is going on? Where are we?!!!”[/color]

Floyd asked her confused how they ended up in the middle of Washington D.C, suddenly sirens were heard blaring and screaming was heard as a plane was seen falling from the sky crashing into the streets merely a few blocks away, and then a loud mechanic voice was heard all over the city. [color=Chocolate]“Your time is up, your most deserved punishment commences now.”[/color] The sirens grew louder after the voice heard across the city rung out and a massive explosion went off that enveloped the entire city people running for their lives screaming as the entire city was eradicated consumed in a city wide explosion.

Floyd turned to run towards Ky’ vie as the explosion hurtled towards them disintegrating all unlucky enough to be caught in it’s path. Within an instant Ky’ vie appeared to be back in her room as if she never left, in-fact physically she hadn’t moved but the event felt completely real every second of it. The cold air of D.C, the skin melting heat as the explosion ensured them, the smell of blood, flames & chemical, the blood curling screams of the population being wiped out, the sheer pain and agony of being disintegrated. All real and synthetic as if they’d been there in person, but in actuality neither had left the apartment.

Floyd was sweating profusely getting up grabbing his chest looking around to see he was back in Ky’ vie’s apartment. [color=DimGray]“W-What... the fuck... was that? ..f-fuck.”[/color] Having been trapped in whatever effect had just occurred far longer then Ky’ vie Floyd struggled to get up before loosing both his balance and consciousness.