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[stickfiguresneverdie]

Date & Time: 03/11 morning
Location: Adra's unit
Characters: ctsv (stickfiguresneverdie), Adrasteius Bloodspeaker (bloodspeaker)
Summary: HEY ADRA LOOK LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME LOOK AT WHAT I CAN DO LOOK AT MEE PAY ATTENTION TO MEEEEEEEEEE
Warnings: N/A

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[ ctsv doesn't knock on Adra's door. NO. WHY WOULD HE DO THAT WHEN INSTEAD, HE CAN STAND ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HALL AND SEND HIS TABLET SMACKING INTO THE DOOR VIA TELEKINESIS.

Better open up quick, Adra, or else ctsv's gonna send it flying into the door again. ]

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[bloodspeaker]

[Adra, who was very placidly and peacefully reading on the common room's couch up until that moment, jumps up in startled confusion at the urgent battering against his door.

He teleports over and throws the door open, scowling.]

What the hell is this--racket--

[he pauses as he stares at the giant human before him. Does he know this guy?]

[stickfiguresneverdie]

[ The tablet drops to the ground as ctsv give Adra a huge, lopsided grin. He all but stomps into Adra, grabbing the other man up in an enormous bear hug. GOSH, ADRA, BUT YOU ARE SO TINY. HE IS GOING TO SWEEP YOU OFF YOUR FEET. ]

Hello!

[bloodspeaker]

[Adrasteius chokes. Oh, Light, bones crushed ... air extinguished ...]

Who the goddamn hell are you! Get the fuck off of me! [he tries to struggle, but he's locked in pretty tight here. He doesn't even think another teleport would help, as he can't see backwards or forwards.]

[stickfiguresneverdie]

[ Luckily, ctsv puts Adrasteius down before he can totally crush the poor man. And then he invites himself into Adrasteius' apartment, like he always does. ]

It's C. I got switched out with, er... Nathan Summers' body. [ He raises his AWESOME CYBORG ARM and waves it in Adra's face. ] I got bigger!

[bloodspeaker]

[Adra wheezes.]

With--who-- [no, wait. Nevermind. That's not important. What's important is that, yes, ctsv is now much bigger than before.]

--forget it! Just sit down and try not to fucking break anything.

[stickfiguresneverdie]

[ ctsv looks around excitedly. He's never seen Adra's apartment from this vantage point before. But he takes Adra's words to mind and seats himself on the couch, very carefully, listening to it creak under Nathan Summers' weight.

He rubs his hands together, still marveling at the strange cold feel of the metal arm. ]

I can also hear other peoples' thoughts, now. Because he can. [ Frown. ] Though I didn't like that, at first.

[bloodspeaker]

[Adra's working in the kitchen, making sandwiches. Belthazar has a tremendous appetite, so Adra's gotten in the habit of just making generous plates each day and then leaving them out for him-or anyone else--to partake of at will.]

Can you, really? Not mine, I'd wager.

[stickfiguresneverdie]

[ Pause. ctsv's a little hesitant about trying to read someone's thoughts, given the bad initial experience, but... but dammit, Adrasteius is challenging him.

Warily, ctsv lets down one of his mental walls.

But Adrasteius' mind is walled off all on its own. There's nothing but silence in the psychic atmosphere. ctsv frowns, lopsidedly. ]

How come?

[bloodspeaker]

[Adra walks in, balancing a fairly large sandwich platter in his arms. He sets this down on the coffee table in front of ctsv, then sits down beside him, answering with a shrug.]

Because I protect myself against that kind of nonsense. Privacy is an inalienable right, you know.

[stickfiguresneverdie]

I know, I know. [ no he doesn't. ] But I couldn't control it. I don't like hearing other peoples' thoughts. I don't want to.

[ ctsv goes for a sandwich immediately. He's not sure, but he thinks that maybe his favorite part about being Nathan Summers is getting to eat food that isn't bigger than him. ]

[bloodspeaker]

Well, you're safe here, my friend.

[He nods approvingly at the sandwich-eating. Yes. Please. Take them.]

You can eat your fill, too, though try not to make that body sick. It isn't yours, after all.

[stickfiguresneverdie]

[ ctsv's halfway through his second sandwich by now. ] Oh. Yes. I suppose not. [ He eats a little more slowly, after that. ]

I wish I could stay like this, though. [ Once he's done with the sandwich, ctsv raises his right hand, inspecting it, flexing the fingers. ] It's so much easier to do everything.

I KNOW THIS IS ANCIENT IT'S OK IF YOU HAVE LOST THE FEELING

[bloodspeaker]

I'm sure that's true. But it's not your body.

[he shakes his head.]

Honestly, it disgusts me that something like this even happened. What terrible violation! Thankfully, I was switched back to my own body after we returned from the past.

NAW WE GOOD

[stickfiguresneverdie]

[ ctsv blinks at all that. According to him, his little form already is the second body he's been through -- so switching into yet another one is just one par for his course. Even if it did belong to someone else. ]

I don't think it's so bad. [ ctsv looks down at himself. ] How is it a violation?

[bloodspeaker]

Because it doesn't belong to you. It's like robbing someone's house, all day, every day.

[stickfiguresneverdie]

Hm. [ ctsv scratches his chin, awkwardly, using his left arm. Honestly, he doesn't care much for his own form -- he doesn't mind that someone else is currently borrowing it. But, with a little stretch of imagination, he can imagine that Nathan Summers might not feel the same way. ] I guess.

[ He goes for another sandwich. ]

I didn't know people were switched while we were in the past. I wasn't. Who were you?

[bloodspeaker]

[Well, an ounce of empathy is better than none at all. He sighs.]

A woman. Her name's Aileen. She's part fish or something.

[stickfiguresneverdie]

[ SNRK. ctsv stops eating. ]

Part fish? Like... a mermaid? [ There's supposed to be mermaids back where he comes from. He's never seen one, though. ] How'd you walk?

[bloodspeaker]

Yeah, a mermaid, I guess. [THEY DON'T EXIST ON AZEROTH. He shrugs.] Well, she wasn't a fish all the time. But her legs were very weak--even weaker than mine, which was a surprise. Walking was a trial.

[especially since he couldn't just teleport. sigh.]

[stickfiguresneverdie]

Oh. That doesn't sound good. [ ctsv does a lot of walking around -- a lot more than most people, given how tiny he is. Having weak legs would be awful. ] I don't think I would like that.

[ OPINION MADE. Very important opinion made. Now ctsv goes back to his sandwich. ]