Heron May mingle

[grandstanding]

Who: Heron crew and visitors
Broadcast: nope
Action: the Heron
When: all May!

[Birds of a feather mingle together.]

Comments

[astrobleme]

[Shooting kinetic energy from their chest...? That's a pretty far cry from causing an Impact, but Shinji can't deny the flicker of hope in his heart. Sometimes, all someone needs is an impartial third party who isn't going to condemn them instantaneously.]

Well...

[He smiles, and then he frowns, and then he settles on something inscrutable: a weak, wry, almost self-aware smirk.]

If you're willing to put up with me, then... please, look after me. I don't think I can do this on my own.

[axiomed]

[ His expression softens. He's met students like Shinji. People. All of them are dead now, lost to the Vietnam War. Charles never expected to reignite that part of himself, that ability to help others. He had thought he lost it completely. ]

None of us can. So I would be honoured to help you out.

[astrobleme]

[Honored? Really? Shinji feels a little bit like he's dreaming, like none of this is happening. There are a million ways figuring out his powers can go horribly wrong. But, maybe there's at least one way it can go right.]

Okay. Okay, then... [Flustered, he looks down at his hands again. His face is too warm.] That sounds like a plan to me. So, do you want... my blood, to have a look at it...?

[axiomed]

[ Pleasantly. ]

If you want. It won't change my opinion but we can do it if you think it'll help you rest easier.

[astrobleme]

[Shinji has a pretty high tolerance for pain, but that doesn't mean he's always seeking it out. Having a needle shoved in his arm won't change the fact that he's... that he has these special powers, and... he needs to learn how to control them. That's what he really needs to do.

Smiling weakly, he says,] No, I... I'll pass on that, I guess. But I'll let you know if I change my mind. Thanks.

[axiomed]

[ Charles nods. ]

You're welcome. Come see me any time if you feel you need someone to talk to, all right?