come the fuck on

[hemomancer]

It's a bright New England winter day. Xan and Leo have elected to take the tunnels from Poe dorm to the Powers Theory classroom, because regardless of their Exemplar ratings, they're still from California and it's eight degrees out. And the tunnels have central heating. Glorious, glorious central heating.

In the middle of an extended diatribe against artificial turf, Xan opens the door to Schuester Hall, which is... not the door to Schuester Hall.

Xan peers at it. "Are we being pranked or something? Has someone not been informed that I piss napalm?"

"You bleed napalm," notes Leo. "If you were pissing it we'd have a medical issue on our hands. Somebody could've thrown up an illusion, but I don't really see the point of replacing Schuester with... a bar? With some chick inside? Like, what, we're going to whip out our fake IDs and get in trouble? But Mom always says that if you can't see the point of a trap then whoever set it is smarter than you are. Let's go down the hall and take the south door."

"Jesus Christ," Xan mutters, hauling Leo in by the arm. "Let's avoid the cool-as-shit magic bar, he says. You're such a fucking girl."

Leo makes a noise of protest. "I'm working on that! And I object to your manhandling!"

"Shut up."

"Okay."

They behold the bar. It's a very nice bar. It has a window to some exploding stars. "Huh. I'm... pretty sure that's magic of some kind," notes Leo.

"So am I, dipshit, we're both wizards."

"Just making conversation."

Comments

[stonedtimewitch]

"They were nice to touch. Its got some history getting touched in places it doesn't like."

[callmeleo]

"Yep. Congratulations on being very, very creepy and making a really nice person feel bad. Please don't be mean to Sky. Feel free to be worse to me to compensate."

[stonedtimewitch]

"They'll get over it," Damara says with her normal current level of concern for the feelings of others. "If it doesn't like me then they can ask me to stop or punch me in the face. One is better at stopping me then the other."

[callmeleo]

"I'll let them know. Would a one-on-one sim fight be an acceptable setting for a punch in the face to establish dominance, or do you need it in meatspace?"

[stonedtimewitch]

"As long as it hurts, there is no point otherwise."

[callmeleo]

"It'll hurt like hell, it just won't do any permanent damage. Tap-out or to the death?"

[stonedtimewitch]

"Their choice, I won't tap out. No matter what happens I will leave that sim laughing."

[hemomancer]

"To the death, then. Sky'll probably be alright with you, honestly, they're good at taking the good in people. They just opened nice when they should have opened hard. This is a pretty good opportunity to see how you are in a fight, really. We've got sim time on Saturdays, we'll set something up tomorrow. And maybe we can arrange a Dark Phoenix, those are always fun."

[stonedtimewitch]

"What even are those? Dark Phoenix, is that a reference to those American comics they made bad animes of?"

[hemomancer]

"Yep. Basically it's a sim for when one of your team members goes evil and gets a massive power boost, and the rest of the team has to try to take them down. We had one for Ari a while back where he absorbed the Magus Force and found the remnants of the Champion Force and decided that he was going to take over the wooooooorld. That was great."

[callmeleo]

"He killed us all in literally under a minute."

[hemomancer]

"And it was badass!"

[stonedtimewitch]

"I want in on that... what would I even be like with a power boost? I could probably make loops where I'd be in maybe 40 places at once."

[callmeleo]

"Eh, you'd still need a big gun to pose a credible threat to Ari. Maybe they'd give you TK or mage powers or something."

[hemomancer]

"You're sure your only power's the time shit? You don't have, like, energy blasts or telekinesis or anything?"

[stonedtimewitch]

"I got this little shocking thing I can do through yarn, I'm told it hurts like a bitch. Otherwise fuck if I know. I only recently found the time shit, maybe if I had a magical girl transformation I would find more powers."

[callmeleo]

"...Through yarn? Only through yarn? I admit I don't know what kind of magic you're working with here, but that sounds like a crutch to me."

[hemomancer]

Xan holds his hand out languidly. "Try to shock the hell out of me. No yarn, just amperage. Imagine the look on my face."

[stonedtimewitch]

Damara takes his hand. "I never tried it this way but we will see." She presses his hand tightly and thinks, concentrating on the idea of hurting him. She hits him with quite a bit of power, unfortunately since the two are directly touching she also hits herself. Her eyes widen but she tries her best to not show any signs of pain despite the fact that she is frying her own hand.

[callmeleo]

Leo completes the circuit! "Jesus!" he yelps. "Why do you people keep hurting me?"

[hemomancer]

Xan makes an entirely indecent noise that he tries and fails to disguise as a giggle. "So- so that worked. Wanna try at range?"

[stonedtimewitch]

She holds out her hand, trying to project the electricity, she fails to create even a spark. "It doesn't hurt when I send it through yarn and I can't get it to send through air at all."

[hemomancer]

"Hm. Can you send it through metal? I don't have anything conductive on me, though... anyway, this is the kind of shit the lab techs are gonna put you through a couple hours of. So you've got that to look forward to."

[stonedtimewitch]

"It goes through me needles too so probably. I mostly know how my powers are useful when it comes to running away from assholes with swords. I guess I'm at this school to find out."

[callmeleo]

"That's the spirit!"