[There's a moment, as her fingers brush over the wraps on his forearms, that he tenses visibly. Her voice seems to fade out for a moment, but he blinks back into reality and tries not to call too much attention to the discomfort. His eyes are fixed on her hands, as if expecting her to hurt him.]
That's hard to imagine... I've tried a lot of things.
[Saturn's Blood comes to mind. A cocktail of blood, alcohol, drugs and whatever else Arzial cooked up in his twisted little head, that devoured chunks of time from the drinker's mind and left them at the mercy of fate.
When she taps his wrist, he pulls his hand back and places it pointedly in his lap.]
In my world we draw a line between humans and mutants. They're the same species, but they're not the same thing. Knowing someone's status is a bargaining chip to someone like me - it can mean the end of someone's life if they're found out.
[Not that Jason had much of a life to speak of, before Augustine picked him up.]
Stevenson's got frost powers. His body's cold, he can make it colder - he can make frost appear around him, or make the room into a refrigerator. Last I remember about him, I was trying to show him how to make icicles in his hands, but it's not exactly my area of expertise.
[It isn't like frost mutants are crawling out of the woodworks to work in weapon production.]
He can turn invisible, too. Can still hear, touch, smell him, [taste him] but can't see him. He's a clumsy fuck, though, so I wouldn't worry too much about it.
I've seen people with better control of powers like his - he could be real dangerous with some work, but he's not much right now. He's, ah... rough around the edges.
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That's hard to imagine... I've tried a lot of things.
[Saturn's Blood comes to mind. A cocktail of blood, alcohol, drugs and whatever else Arzial cooked up in his twisted little head, that devoured chunks of time from the drinker's mind and left them at the mercy of fate.
When she taps his wrist, he pulls his hand back and places it pointedly in his lap.]
In my world we draw a line between humans and mutants. They're the same species, but they're not the same thing. Knowing someone's status is a bargaining chip to someone like me - it can mean the end of someone's life if they're found out.
[Not that Jason had much of a life to speak of, before Augustine picked him up.]
Stevenson's got frost powers. His body's cold, he can make it colder - he can make frost appear around him, or make the room into a refrigerator. Last I remember about him, I was trying to show him how to make icicles in his hands, but it's not exactly my area of expertise.
[It isn't like frost mutants are crawling out of the woodworks to work in weapon production.]
He can turn invisible, too. Can still hear, touch, smell him, [taste him] but can't see him. He's a clumsy fuck, though, so I wouldn't worry too much about it.
I've seen people with better control of powers like his - he could be real dangerous with some work, but he's not much right now. He's, ah... rough around the edges.