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[complicatedliar]

Who: Anyone who wants to hang on the Iskaulit
Broadcast: nah
Action: Iskaulit mingle, darlings
When: All day every day (at least for the month)

[We're drifting, so it's a perfect time to make use of the many fine establishments on our common ship.]

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[complicatedliar]

I am such a generous fellow, any might use this. Though I shall mock you mercilessly if you feel the need for nonsense like padding and mats.

[Stop being so cute, Pietro.]

But I do like to feel my work is appreciated.

[silvercast]

People use padding and mats for this?

[ Someone's being soft by offering them in the first place, wow. ]

I'd love to beat it. [ Because he will. ]

[complicatedliar]

They do on occasion, thought not when I'm here. Then I have to clear all the nonsense out. [Some people. Honestly.

Well, he'd like to see what his extremely cute new friend can do. Loki steps aside and makes an inviting gesture.]

Be my guest.

[silvercast]

[ Pietro absolutely grins at him, rubbing his hands together. He cranes his head to one side, cracking his neck before he runs into the parkour course.

It serves as a nice distraction, at least. He can focus on what he's doing. The climbing is the most difficult part, but still manageable. There aren't any robots threatening to destroy the city, and no fucking dragons... ]

[complicatedliar]

[The worst it gets is some high velocity but non-lethal projectiles; paintballs and beanbags, mostly. Child's play.

Loki moves along through the course so he can keep an eye on Pietro as much as possible. Part of it's the use of seeing someone's capabilities; part of it's because he's still allowed to look and enjoy watching pretty men do athletic things.]

[silvercast]

[ He's more than able to gawk, certainly. Interesting, perhaps, that the projectiles seem to just miss him, isn't it? Maybe not quite at the lack of speed they would be at home, but he's not about to let it graze him, either.

Perhaps one of the downfalls of his power being tampered with is how quickly he tires. By the end, he's bending to catch his breath. ]

That was...[ huff puff. ] quite fun.

[complicatedliar]

You're rather quick, my friend.

[He grins.] If a bit out of shape?

[silvercast]

This would be so much more simple back home. It would have taken me seconds.

[complicatedliar]

Oh? I hadn't thought they weakened people so badly here. Though perhaps I have been an exception.

[silvercast]

I cannot fathom why, either. It would have made little difference if I did have my full power.

[ He will whine about this forever. ]

[complicatedliar]

Your discontent provides them with entertainment.

[He shrugs.]

I can do all but pierce the hulls of the ships. Something of an improvement in my lot.

[silvercast]

It's a relatively harmless ability, considering others here.

[ Except for the part where he's moving so fast that hitting anything is like a super slam. ]

[complicatedliar]

[He snorts.]

I wager you're more creative than that.

[silvercast]

I can't tell you all of my secrets. Then there will be no mystery and you will grow bored of me.

pietro stahp

[complicatedliar]

You'll have to come up with new secrets, then. Or new ways to distract me.

No way

[silvercast]

I'm sure I could come up with secrets for you to suss out.

[complicatedliar]

[Oh well. This is still fun.] Have you an endless source? I might have to keep you around.

[silvercast]

I am rather quick-witted, it's true.

[ Pietro lets out a bark of laughter. ]

Oh, you'll keep me, will you?

[complicatedliar]

Speak like that, and I shall expect greatness of you. [He's still trying to get a read on Pietro; it makes him a bit more cautious about certain things. (It's so much easier when all he wants to do is torment someone. Less so when he finds them actually pleasant to be around.)] Do you wish to be kept?

[silvercast]

I think I am a bit too free spirited to be kept.

[ He says that, but he also talks a big game. The Atroma have accomplished at least keeping him in one place. ]

[complicatedliar]

[One eyebrow raises as if to say, really. Because he's also looking at where they're at.]

If one is enough of a bastard, the point never arises.

[silvercast]

..You have me there.

[ They're all as stuck as he is, some of them with their powers dampened like his own. He wonders how Shadow feels about that. How powerful is he back home that the Atroma felt the need to mute it? ]

[complicatedliar]

Not quite where I'd prefer to have you.

[He idly brushes his fingers over one of the walls.]

I have much practice at being imprisoned, and it suits me ill. Though as prisons go, this is the best in which I've yet been. Still, it is best to not give one's gaolers the satisfaction, yes?

[silvercast]

This is only my second time-- though my first being pulled out of my own world. I am not sure which is better.

[ Honestly, neither are 'better', though his voluntary imprisonment did give him abilities he'd never dreamed of. It made him closer to his twin. ]

[complicatedliar]

Ah, second time. How is it humans put it... what were you in for, the first?