[log] surrounded by balls [closed]

[devoutish]

Characters: Alfie Solomons, Royce Melborn, Sylar
Location: building 29
Date: evening of 249
Summary: everybody hates the fucking shed
Warnings: n/a; will edit if anything comes up

A small shed outside the school, going inside reveals sports equipment is being stored in here. There are hurdles, various sports balls, giant mats, and the like. There's nothing that could be used as a weapon, though, unless you're going to try to hurl a basketball at someone's head. This is the only place on the campus it's possible to stay in overnight--if you try to stay anywhere else, you'll be made to leave at 7PM. The following is written on the wall in blue ink: "This is Building 46 on the composite map. Contact @CaptSteveRogers for details." Underneath is a fairly accurate map showing the shed in relation to the school. The school is labeled "School. Food available in cafeteria; DO NOT STAY HERE OVERNIGHT." The shed is labeled "Shed". Behind the shed is a small army of snowmen armed with sports equipment. There's a drawing spraypainted on the inside of the shed. It has been labeled "GEROMY". The skin color has been left blank. "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SIX, FOR ANY ASSISTANCE PLEASE CONTACT @LELRIC." is written on the wall.

Comments

[devoutish]

So it did explode, though it wasn't you?

[bywolves]

Mm... I thought nobody would have power enough to blow up a large city. Looks like I was wrong.

[devoutish]

Bombs. I've told you a bit about those, I think.

[Not to mention whatever weird power stuff happens on Sylar's world.]

[termineur]

It wasn't a bomb this time- it was Peter Petrelli. He copied people's powers if he was close to them, and he didn't have good control. Unfortunately, he got took close to a guy who was radioactive. Almost went nuclear on the place.

If it makes you feel any better, Alfie, Sherlock picked the same answer you did. Guess I don't seem like a quest-taking sort of guy.

[bywolves]

[ Radioactive. Like - they are, right, or is that something different? Royce looks up from where he's staring at the floor. He doesn't say anything about it, but. That's alarming.

A beat. ]

Time traveling would've been weirder if we weren't experiencing it right now.

[devoutish]

[Alfie has the same thought about the radioactivity. He doesn't say anything, but he catches Royce's eye and raises an eyebrow.]

[termineur]

Yeah, it would've been bad.

[ Apparently, he's addressing the looks they're both giving each other first. ]

And that's a good point, although- I don't know about you, but I feel pretty isolated from my usual place and time. Feels a bit different when you're in another dimension. I expect, anyway. The time traveler never brought me along. We didn't get along very well. Like, 'impaled me on a sword' not very well.

[bywolves]

[ He's not happy about the radioactive thing, Alfie, that's for damn sure, but he lets it drop for now. ] Mm. We were just talking about that. Didn't feel so much like we came here, just... woke up. This is nowhere close to where I came from.

[ A beat. ] I'm guessing you had some sort of healing ability that made it so you didn't die.

[termineur]

[ He puts a hand up to his mouth, tapping his chin for a moment. ]

Not at that point. Everyone that was standing there will probably be getting cancer in a decade or two.

But it didn't turn out too bad. His brother can fly, and he swooped in and took Peter up into the atmosphere. Nothing close enough to kill anyone. Not even his brother- don't know how the Petrellis swung that one. His whole face should've burned off.

[devoutish]

[Sorry Sylar, they're around each other pretty much all the time, and so they've gotten pretty good at the nonverbal communication thing.]

Is that something else that radiation causes? Cancer?

[That's... good to know.]

[bywolves]

I don't know what that is. [ Cancer, he means. ]

[termineur]

[ Right. Well, Gabriel loves explaining, so he launches into it. ]

Cancer is abnormal cell growth that has the ability to grow into other areas of the body. If you see anyone with a large unexplained bump, that might be abnormal cell growth, but it's only cancer if the cells keep growing. If you end up with cancer in various organs, it can cause all sorts of symptoms, and ultimately death.

[ He looks up to Alfie. ] And yeah, radiation drastically increases the chances of cancer. So unless the nanites really do their job well, we'll probably all get some form of it. It can take decades to show up, so- at least there's that.

It's basically the big scary disease of my generation- some forms there are treatments for, if you get to it quickly enough. But we still don't know enough about it to prevent it.

[devoutish]

Mm. Chances aren't good for it in my time, and if Royce's world hasn't even heard of it--

[There's not much chance of treatment for something that doesn't exist.]

[bywolves]

If the nanites don't take care of it, I won't be going back.

[ Royce says, glancing away. ] Not taking it home.

[termineur]

Well, there's the silver lining, I guess. It's not contagious. You don't have to worry about other people getting it, at least.

[devoutish]

[Just about potentially making his kid watch him die a slow, painful death. See what a bundle of fun these two are, Sylar?]

-- Who's turn is it?

[It has to be someone else's turn.]

[bywolves]

Not Gabriel's. [ Royce says, because he's thinking along the same lines. He pulls his cloak closer. ] Mine. I guess.

I've never been formally taught how to read. The first time I met my partner I had to kill a boat's worth of people in order to save his life because he was too naive to protect himself. I was raised by wolves.

[ Alfie might get this one easily enough. Royce isn't trying very hard. ]

[termineur]

Hmmm.

[ His brow furrows, and he's clearly thinking this through. It's harder to play with new people, which makes it more fun. Is Royce the type to couch a lie in truths, or does he get bold with it? ]

The third one?

[devoutish]

Is it cheating if I answer?

[Because he does know the answer.]

[bywolves]

[ Sylar's answer acknowledged, Royce glances at Alfie. ]

Do you know the answer?

[termineur]

[ Sylar looks between the two of them, very curious. Don't hold him suspense like this, guys. ]

[devoutish]

First one's the lie. Merrick taught you to read.

[bywolves]

[ Royce looks vaguely amused. ]

Arcadius also taught me. [ He glances at Sylar. ] Wasn't literal wolves.

I do think it's funny that neither of you thought the second one was a lie.

[termineur]

[ Sylar smirks. ]

It was way too specific. Although I should've known not to go with the more fantastical-sounding one. So what type of figurative wolves were these?

[devoutish]

I've learned not to question your bizarre fucking stories about your adventures with Hadrian.

[But he's definitely interested in this wolf thing, so!]