I think I've finally given up on denial. Or maybe I'm just in denial about that too.

[ dexter is wearing a red football jacket with the runic symbol hagalaz embroidered on the left side of his chest like a cherished team. he just thinks it's an 'h' for hel, which in a way - it is. good thing he doesn't believe in all this mystical mumbo-jumbo. ]

It's getting cold here, and for a native Floridian like myself, if I'm not up to my eyeballs in humidity I start to panic. I think my brain needs to run at at least 90 degrees. [ it's all a lie, he's just joking but in a very flat tone before smiling in a way that's almost unnerving. ] Actually, we Miami-ites prefer the cool sanctum of our air-conditioned bedrooms, so really...

It's a nice change-in-pace. What do you guys think, can I rock it?

[ he does a little spin in the jacket then shrugs. ] So I hear we missed some pretty crazy stuff while we were on that island. At least you all didn't get fruit thrown at you.

[ end. ]

[ Alex is hanging out in Gefion Park, idly tearing at a blade of grass in his hands while he seems a little distant, distracted, half trying to figure out what the hell is the advantage to a horse with eight legs instead of four, and half reflecting. ]

You ever have something that, for a long time, caused you nothing but problems, and screwed up your life at every turn - but then, once it's gone, nothing feels right anymore?

[ Granted in the last month or so, he'd come to embrace his mutation as a core part of himself he'd never part with, but Alex kept thinking of his time in solitary, staring up at the cement ceiling and wishing his power would just fizzle away. Maybe it wouldn't bring the others he'd hurt back to life, but it'd at least stop the incidents - the deaths. He wonders, if he'd been brought from his jail time instead of after Charles found him, if he'd be relieved. It's weird that he'd lost his mutation just when he finally started to get it under control, finally started to actually live with it. Freaking figures.

He blinks for a moment, clears his throat, and moves on from it. There was an actual point he was going to make. ]

Is anyone offering any kinda training for whatever new crap we get here? Doesn't seem that complicated, but I'd rather know what I'm doing than just start trying to bench press couches 'til I find one I can't lift. [ Because if Alex knows anything about new powers it's that control is the first thing you should have. And if it wasn't indicative enough, Strength is the ability he's dealing with here. And also he can totally help you do some interior redecorating if you need some furniture moved.

There's the awkward pause of a person not used to addressing large groups of people having a deer in the headlights moment before Alex clears his throat, remembering there's an important thing he should probably add in. ]

Um. I'm Alex. By the way.

Hi.

[ ...and bye. feed cut. ]

So. Those Gentlemen sure made things. Interesting? Can't say I'm not glad to be able to talk again. Even if half the time me opening my mouth ends up pissing someone off back home.

But really, I was wondering...this place has a library in...Odin, wasn't it? Or I could--frak it. I don't suppose 'Harbinger' means anything to any of you? Or, I don't know, Angels or. Whatever.

[Because she is still frustrating herself worrying about things back home and that apple both did and did not help things at all. Wondering if her death and coming back means she is a Cylon. They still don't know the Final Five, after all. Or perhaps that wasn't quite it. Hence her considering the angel thing. Kara purses her lips before shaking her head and muttering.]

Gods, I don't even know why I'm--this is stupid.

[And there she ends the feed.]