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hfm_logs2015-09-02 07:00 pm
Shadows and Magic and Robots, Oh My! [Closed]
Location: Right outside the mall.
Characters: Aaron Barnett, Peridot
When: Three days after meeting Daniel.
Summary: Aaron attempts to lure Peridot to the dark side.
He'd spent the days after meeting the techie cripple and his familiar from hell in a deepening rut of anger. Black gunk gathered steadily on his skin, and no matter how many times he wiped it off it still came. His saliva, too, coating his mouth and turning the once-pink gums black. He wondered if the same had happened to his blood.
Not at all surprisingly, the native residents of Freesia cleared out quickly as soon as he walked down the street. He didn't want to go back to his apartment just yet-- not at all, especially if he would get the gunk on his semi-new mattress. So that saw him wandering aimlessly, which saw him coming near the mall (and seeing someone very strange.
Now, strange usually meant Lux. But she-- she? Didn't have the look the others he'd arrived with had. She still looked a little green (ha.) If he could whittle down their numbers (not by attacking-- recruiting, a voice in his head whispers, all the better.
"Hey! Are you new here?"
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Her weapons were gone, she was trapped in a bubble with her greatest enemy, she had no allies, and worst of all, no work. Nothing useful to do. And she's been nothing but harassed when she attempts to make her own.
So she was in no mood to be bothered by whatever random idiot human. A random idiot human who who seemed to be covered in black gunk. Apparently this was a common human ailment.
"Do I LOOK like I belong in this stupid town?"
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"No. You don't. I'm guessing it was Lux who brought you here?"
If she said yes-- she seemed disgruntled-- maybe. Maybe he could pop the question. After talking to her and making sure she would be a good fit, of course. He didn't want to have to fight again, not with his side still aching.
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"Of course it was! I'd never have come here by my own volition!"
Maybe it was just a human thing to stand around and make stupid comments on things that were blindingly, suffocatingly obvious.
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He'd nearly had it with people pointing at him. Nearly. He could-- he could deal with a little more, at least until he got his answer. The whispers in his head rose approvingly at that, and so he took a half-step closer just to prove he could.
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She took a step back and sneered, forming her blaster to point at the sky.
"If you wanted to be generous, you could call it healing magic." She pointed her blaster at him. "I am told it can be dangerous to my enemies if I learn how to use it."
salty former healing magic user reporting in
Should he offer? Might not work. He'd try, and then attack her.
"I'm not an enemy. I want to help. You can replace your healing magic with a stronger magic. I did. It's not going to help you get home, but it's better than a magic you can't do anything with."
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Humans are so fragile and they rot so easily. It's so strange, the ideas they have of what's "old." Never mind that she herself is extremely young by Gem standards.
She's not completely opposed, if her expression is anything to go by. "...What do you mean? What sort of magic?"
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"It's amazing. The things we're supposed to be fighting have much stronger magic than we could ever hope to have, unless we join them."
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"Those things have been trying to kill me since I arrived! Are you telling me that you're one of them?"
sry peri
"Would you be scared if I was? Just like everyone else!"
The shadows turned their attention to her, though he didn't attack just yet-- even though he wanted to.
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Except that maybe her magic might actually hurt this guy. A little. So she keeps her blaster out and pointed at him. She attempts to work out a few questions, until she decides that specifics might be the wrong tactic.
"So just WHAT is going ON?!"
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"Nobody gave us any explanation at all! But I went-- well, I met some of the Nox-- the things that were 'trying to kill you', and since I exchanged my magic for theirs I haven't been attacked."
And he also seems wrong, angry, and more than a little unnatural.
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"But they must have told you something. What are they? What do they want?" Peridot can't read human moods well enough to gauge when they aren't normal, but being covered in shadows? That was a more obvious tell.
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Did he sound frustrated? Most definitely. The shadows behind him quivered in tandem with his mood, and it wasn't a good sort of quivering.
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What was she doing really? Running here and there trying to avoid Rose Quartz, trying to swipe electronics, eek out a pathetic little existence while everyone around her tried to kill her and while she tried to fight them off with a little bitty healing ray?
Whereas here...Yes, there might a trade-off involved, but what did she care for the war she'd been dumped into? What was at stake but the life of her most hated enemy? What did she need right now more than a weapon?
"If they truly are effective...than show me."
aaron: is creeptown
No, wait. It was. And behind Peridot, he was focusing on making a life-sized copy of himself. Said copy was inky-black and dripping shadow which burnt off in the sunlight, just faded away to nothings, but the main body of the thing was solid-looking.
He'd come a long way from making cats and birds a few days ago. He'd spent the time honing his skills until he could do some real damage, in case the mechanic came back, and definitely in case he brought people with him.
"Turn around."
Peridot don't care
She smiled.
"Impressive. I didn't even hear it form!"
How perfect would it be for distracting, for sneaking up on, for silently destroying her enemies? What else could she do with this power, if only it were hers? The opportunity seemed practically golden.
"...And how does one obtain this power?"
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The figure shuddered before splitting apart and dissolving, although the shadow gunk clinging to Aaron didn't seem to be going anywhere anytime soon.
"I can't do it for you, but if you go down to the subways, I'm sure you could find one to help you."
He shrugged, and grinned again.
"Best of luck."