it's not our fault it's an april mingle

[ladybro]

Who: S.S. Blameless
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Yes, for crew-mates and any visitors!
When: Month of April

[ aww mingle, no. ]

Comments

[beathach]

[he considers the question before he shakes his head]

Not really, no. In my experience it's more common? But I've met mutants with more than one skillset.

[takingkarabusiness]

Do you consider yourself in the more-than-one group?

[beathach]

I - kind of, I guess? I think I'm a little different, considering I did this to myself.

[he sort of gestures to himself before he shrugs] I guess - strength and agility could be considered two different skillsets? I just use them together.

[takingkarabusiness]

Did you? I thought it was part of your mutation.

[beathach]

Yes and no? My mutation's always been physical. [he steps back and gestures to his feet - no shoes, because he'd like to keep those in one piece in case he gets the serum made]

My feet were prehensile - like a monkey's? I could hang from things and it's sort of like having another set of hands. But that was it - I didn't have fur or claws. Then I tried to alter my genes to . . . hide what my feet looked like, while keeping the - agility and the speed. Instead I enhanced everything. That's why I look like this now.

[takingkarabusiness]

Sounds like science to me. Try to do one thing, do something completely different.

For what it's worth, you're pretty cute this way too.

[ it's an attempt at flirting? maybe? ]

[beathach]

Pretty much. It isn't—. . . what?

[that record scratching noise you heard was Hank's brain doing a full stop]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ Kara is enjoying this. she wants him to relax and feel less self-conscious about the whole situation. Her smile is genuine and friendly and she shrugs ]

I'm just saying.

[beathach]

Er.

[say something Hank, don't just stare stupidly at her!!]

. . . thanks?

[nailed it]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ i mean, it's adorable ]

No problem.

I feel like I promised to show off when we met but now I can't remember. Anything you want to see?

[beathach]

[listen the only one who's remotely said anything like that is Raven and that's a whole 'nother bag of issues]

Uh - ! Yes! Er, I mean - anything you'd like to show off?

[takingkarabusiness]

Well, I'm not at full power but I can probably figure something out.

[ she will lift herself off the counter/table she's perched on and float a foot or two off the floor ]

[beathach]

[that is so cool. Hank's face says as much, what a dork]

Wow. You can just - hover like that?

[takingkarabusiness]

[ she glides over laterally ]

I mean, that's part of flying, isn't it?

[beathach]

Well - I guess so? That's really impressive, though.

I know - . . . knew a few mutants who could fly. But not like that.

[takingkarabusiness]

Well, as established, I'm an alien.

Let's see... what else won't blow us up.

Oh! I know.

Find something small and put it behind something bigger. Don't tell me what the small thing is. I'll close my eyes and turn around. Tell me when you're done.

[beathach]

[hmm. He quietly picks up his glasses and sticks them behind something, as asked, then moves away and turns back around]

Alright, done.

[takingkarabusiness]

[ she turns around and glides just a bit closer, lowering her glasses and squinting like so and turns toward him when she gets it ]

Your glasses!

[beathach]

[he grins and pulls them out where he hid them]

Geez - do you have a limit of what you can see through? Does anything block it?

[takingkarabusiness]

[ pulls off her glasses and hands them to him ]

Lead. Just like a regular x-ray machine.

[beathach]

[he sets his own down and takes hers. What will he see if he holds them up to look through?]

Wow. [he pauses, then laughs a little] I'm sorry, I'm just really impressed.

[takingkarabusiness]

[ probably just that they're dummy lenses— no prescription, and they're heavier than regular glasses ]

Just don't lick them, okay?

[beathach]

[huh. He holds them back out to her, but he blinks at what she says]

Why would I lick them?

[takingkarabusiness]

I don't want to judge. It's just, they're lined with lead.

[beathach]

[he huffs out a laugh]

I believe you. It'd just taste like - metal and glass to me anyway; taste is the only sense I have that hasn't mutated. [a pause] As far as I know.