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asgardeventide2013-02-22 11:18 pm
freezerburned) wrote in asgardeventide2013-02-22 11:18 pm
Entry tags:
oo2 || Video
Alright, I think I've got this shadow thing worked out.
[Isaac mutters into the video, as he absentmindedly flexes his fingers, casting shadow puppets on the wall. After a few moments, the shadow of his hand peels from where it sits, becoming a separate entity entirely.
He flexes his fingers, and the tangible shadow of his hand flexes as well- except the dark 'fingers' begin to file down to sharp, pointed claws. Useful, even if the shadow is trembling, as if he's still having difficulty keeping it whole.]
Now I wanna see what it can do to someone else. [And Isaac grins back toward the camera, dropping his hand and letting the shadow dissipate into nothing.] Anyone wanna go at it? Powers on powers. No holding back.
I'll be at the arena in fifteen.
[[ooc: feel free to just tag in with an offline if you want!]]
[Isaac mutters into the video, as he absentmindedly flexes his fingers, casting shadow puppets on the wall. After a few moments, the shadow of his hand peels from where it sits, becoming a separate entity entirely.
He flexes his fingers, and the tangible shadow of his hand flexes as well- except the dark 'fingers' begin to file down to sharp, pointed claws. Useful, even if the shadow is trembling, as if he's still having difficulty keeping it whole.]
Now I wanna see what it can do to someone else. [And Isaac grins back toward the camera, dropping his hand and letting the shadow dissipate into nothing.] Anyone wanna go at it? Powers on powers. No holding back.
I'll be at the arena in fifteen.
[[ooc: feel free to just tag in with an offline if you want!]]
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...I shouldn't be spilling my guts to you like this. Just- forget it, okay?
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Why not?
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We're not- friends.
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[she's not even bullshitting, she's really not sure]
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[He's an angry sullen teenager who doesn't know how to sort through his own feelings, pretty much.]
You shouldn't care about me anyway. You're just my tutor.
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[That's... an awkward feeling, and almost painfully unfamiliar. Isaac tries to take a deep breath, let it out. It doesn't really calm him down.]
I... I really don't know what to say to that. Why?
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[she shrugs. she doesn't really have any words to express the fact that he is wounded, and she is also wounded, and something about other wounded people draws her]
I wasn't joking when I said that the whole 'friends' thing is new to me.
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[It's dry humor, but at least it's something. Isaac can finally just- look back at her again.]
People don't, you know. Give a shit about me.
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[she smiles, though, obviously teasing just a bit]
This isn't home. I've found people do what they please, even if that's not what one expects of them.
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[Isaac just sighs.]
Just don't expect me to reciprocate. I don't do stuff like that.
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That's good. I don't really know if I can... give much of anything. I'm kind of- not a nice person, in case you hadn't noticed.
[Sort of. Externally.]
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I'll make up my own mind, I think.
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[He finally offers her a little genuine smile.]
We'll see how it goes.
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As with anything.
Don't be a stranger, Issac.
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[He can't really believe he's getting himself into this.]
You either.
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Certainly not.
[she heads back toward connor with a little wave and a last smile]