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Jin inhaled, and then started coughing, coming back to consciousness with a flailing of limbs and a long string of very vulgar curses in multiple languages. "Nngh..." She clutched her head and hissed. There was a dull headache above her eyebrows. Finally, she looked up, startled to see that she was in the midst of a crowd. "...." She picked herself up rapidly, trying to ignore the way she wobbled on her feet and nearly fell again. "...Thanks." She mumbled it to her feet, not looking at any of them. Then she pushed her way through the assembled crowd, desperate to get out, to go anywhere but where she was.
Kijani wondered why he seemed so delighted. She was glad for the help, though, as he took some of the weight from her. "Yes, I'm done shopping." She tried not to look apprehensive when the price came up, but it was less than she expected, and so she paid without feeling much guilt. "What are you so happy about, huh?" (You can dial down the technical stuff... I really have absolutely NO idea what that conversation meant.)
I'm aware, sadly Dimitri isn't one that's well versed in first aid given his condition. Also, that is the greatest ending of all time for those three. I'm now imagining them living in a beachfront flat purchased with the money he stole (which would likely forever be his dark secret), and whenever they save passengers from a sunken ship he proceeds to berate the captain of the vessel until Kassy stops him. This image is glorious. Kudos for remembering Regis too!
MonsieurShade
It's not every day a bad-tempered hero has a pet iguana. I have a good memory for good stories.
Dimitri listened idly to the others discussing who they were and what their abilities are, only chiming in once one student seemed to address everyone as a whole. "Nope,'fraid i'm at a loss here when it comes to familiarity. Name's Dimitri, Dimitri Lockhart, though the last set of hobos I shacked up with before coming here called me Decibel. You guys are free to call me whichever one you want.". Dimitri would've taken the opportunity to explain how he'd received his nickname, however the booming voice of the co-headmaster stopped him before he could even get the chance. Dimitri's head slumped as Mammoth shot down any hopes of avoiding being in trouble for his lateness, however he still managed a lopsided grin. "Alright, I suppose I brought that one on myself. Guess i'd better get my arm fixed up now before I end up late twice in a row." He said with a hint of mirth. With that, Dimitri spun on his heel and made his way for the exit, already unzipping the small repair kit attached to his belt. Just before he could make it out of the door however, one of the students began shouting for assistance. The cyborg turned his head, then sighed as he saw Jetta's unconscious form, "Goddamn my softness." he muttered as he turned back around and walked towards James and Jetta. "Alright, let's see what we got.", He said as he crouched and lightly tapped Jetta's face, "C'mon, wakey wakey slugger, now's not a good time for a power nap.". When he did not receive a response, Dimitri sighed and held his hand about a foot above Jetta's face and paused to think. "Hrm...just below motor cycle revving loudness should do. Plenty loud, but not enough to deafen her. 'Least so long as I don't do it continuously.", He said to himself as his arm began to vibrate. "Let's try this again, wakey wakey!" He said as a short blast of sound was emitted from the speaker in his palm.
MonsieurShade
The unconscious Jin flinched in reflex to the noisy stimuli, but she didn't stir more than that, or wake at all. Her chest simply rose and fell, and there was a faint, silvery light distortion starting to surround her.
Connor pondered that a moment. "Well, you can never run from yourself, so...a vacation from those who want to use you, or hurt you" Maybe he could do that for her, one day. He sighed after a moment, and said "I want to be...normal. Or at least not have people say, "Oh, you're Tony Stark's son?" and know that they think that's all that there is to me" He shrugged.
Caits
Kijani nodded a bit. "I understand. I got that a lot, when I was growing up at my parents' house. They were both famous, masters in their respective fields. Half the time, when I got dragged to things with them, the people I spoke to didn't even know they had a daughter." There was an icy bitterness in her voice, but beneath that she was clearly hurt. "You, though... you'll make your own name. One day, you'll be one of the greats, and when people say your name, they'll be talking about what you've accomplished, what you've made, and how you've made the world better. Your father will be on the back page of your story, not the whole story."
Well my original plan was to use a frayed wire from Dimitri's messed up arm to zap her a few times, but that'd require further deconstruction of his limb. Now Dimitri's just doing what he knows wakes heavy sleepers. Still would've been more polite than what Pulse would've done had I used him instead though, hah. And no worries about using the wrong name, I can't even begin to tell you how many times i've accidentally referred to one of my characters by a name for another RP.
MonsieurShade
Well, she's not asleep... She's unconscious. Those are not the same. Also, I remember Pulse. (Secretly I imagine he trained Kassy and they booked it to some sunny coastal city. He, her and Regis save drowning tourists and sinking boats, and the locals call them the Life Guards.)
Uh... not sure if sound is gonna wake Jin right now. Edit: Also, I misnamed my own character, how the hell... *rubs face* "Jetta" is her name in a whole other universe.
Connor could feel the tremor, barely noticeable, and wondered, but didn't asked her, what was wrong. He knew that Kijani would tell him when she wanted to, but it didn't stop him worrying. It frustrated him certainly, and made him feel useless, but he understood that she kept things to herself. Until they shattered her. So perhaps he should ask what was wrong, but it hurt, even a little, that she didn't feel like she could share it willingly. He seemed a little taken aback when she asked if there was anything he ever really wanted to do. He was thoughtful for a moment, but what he had always wanted to do, wasn't something that could be done now, then shook his head, "No, not really. is there anything you ever really, really wanted to do?" He turned the question back around to her.
Caits
Kijani smiled mildly, thinking about that. "I want a vacation. Like, a real vacation, where I could do anything I wanted, and no one be looking, or talking about me behind my back, or really even notice that I was different. I want a vacation from... well, me."
I sent you a PM, Shining Sector, detailing my alien idea.
Devika had retreated to a seat, putting on her gloves and even a thick scarf around her head. Even though they hadn't been in any sort of control, making contact with Griffin and Zack made her feel scattered. Even from where she was sitting, she had felt the mental war playing out, the subconscious emotions pushing at her defenses like waves breaking a rocky shore. She wanted to puke. "Nngh." She shut her eyes, trying to will away the sick feeling. "I'd kill for some ginger ale. Or a good cup of tea, and a room with no people..." -- Kijani walked with Connor, her hand in his. Despite her face, which would look composed and calm to most, she was paler than usual, and still faintly sweating. There was a fine tremor in her body that she was pretending she didn't feel. She knew that if she gave into it, she would crumble. She also knew that Connor would sacrifice his whole day to take care of her if it was necessary, and that was not going to happen. Not again, never again, she wouldn't let him ruin himself because she was so weak. Never again. "Hey, Connor? Is there anything you ever really, really wanted to do?"
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