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ZANE . house venture ([personal profile] godsays) wrote2014-12-06 10:55 am

065th metal

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[ He stares out at the stars half-panicked, wide-eyed. They're so clear: more of them than he's ever seen before.

He burns steel/iron/tin/pewter, shields with copper, stretches out with bronze. He can't hear anything.

He's darted around the ship, lurked in the shadows, moved quick and quiet and unobtrusive as possible, but what is on deck stuns him. ]


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[ The feed is trained on the stars. ]

Why are the stars like this.

Why is it all metal.

[ His voice is flat and cold.

And much too young. ]


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Cassel: lump of atium. It seems inadequate, but it’s not just because of the metal, or because Zane hopes someday Cassel might be able to duplicate it. It’s that Zane used to depend entirely on this metal and stockpile and hoard it. It was his closest ally in a world where friends didn’t exist. He was never addicted to it, not like his father thought, but it had such value. Now there are other things that have that value.
Touko:
Babs: A handmade wrap, a shawl from Zane’s own world.
Iris:
Jerry:
Bush
Chris
Jean: A necklace with a fire opal pendant.
Anya: A bracelet that looks somewhat nice and plain, but is actually a very flexible multitool. Compass, firestarter, knife, etc.
Morgana: A pin that’s a twisted silver-and-red rose, beautiful. A long, fancy red coat.
Marsh: Different threads woven with different sorts of metal. Some living plant that does well in the dark with heavy mineral concentrations in it so that Marsh can see it more clearly.
Mickey:
Emperor
Allison: A set of glass and obsidian knives.
Arthas
Sylvanas
Arkin: An elaborate clock that needs to be put together, with instructions.
Steve:
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[personal profile] firefledged 2014-12-07 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[The shock sends her right back to herself, and ruins her focus. A second later she's crashed down on her butt.]

Um. Hi?
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[personal profile] venturemistborn 2014-12-07 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He drops down onto the rail. ]

You're not very good at it, are you?
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[personal profile] firefledged 2014-12-07 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Not yet. [She does, however, manage to push herself up, and she hovers a few inches from the floor for a moment before settling back on it.]

I've only had it a few months. [She can't help staring up at him, as she speaks, awed curiosity dwarfing her defensiveness. She's never met a kid like her, except in something like a dream.]

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[personal profile] venturemistborn 2014-12-07 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh. You only just Snapped.

[ There's a little more sympathy, then, instead of dismissal. ]

Don't you have anyone to train you?
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[personal profile] firefledged 2014-12-09 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, but - [She stops, then, and scowls.] I didn't snap, I had an acute stress reaction.
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[personal profile] firefledged 2014-12-13 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
No -

[Her hair is lifting around her, and the rail starts to creak.

But the Professor warned her about this, didn't he? Letting her emotions control her. Feeling instead of thinking. Losing control.

She takes a breath, forces her power back inside. His tone isn't scornful, or pitying - more matter of fact. So maybe he's not saying what she thinks it is.]


What do you mean by "snapped", exactly?
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[personal profile] venturemistborn 2014-12-14 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's not afraid. He just watches her. ]

Some people say you have to look death in the eyes.

It's when someone hurts you, and your powers come to protect you.