Nikola Tesla : The Electric Jesus (![]() ![]() @ 2012-08-17 01:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | nikola tesla, zoe tesla |
WHO: Nikola Tesla & Zoe Tesla
WHAT: Nikola Tesla is supposed to be dead. At least, she far as Zoe is concerned. Nikola is determined to show her that he's not.
WHEN: August 16th; Evening
WHERE: Tesla's Lab; The Warehouse District
RATING: PG
STATUS: In Progress
Nikola hadn't really known how to react when Zoe had showed up. Whenever she had aged up before, she'd settled into the city rather swiftly, but this time, she had seemed unnerved and certain that the situation was nothing more than an illusion. The idea that he was dead as far as she was concerned, that he and Kate both were, and that she was more willing to die than take the chance that she might have been placed into false reality unsettled Nikola, and as he rushed from the Sanctuary down to his own lab, the idea that he might have lost her in that short span of seconds twisted his gut to the point that when he opened the door to his lab and stepped inside, he was over at her side within a matter of seconds.
"Zoe," Nikola said softly, raising his hands carefully to brush her hair back out of her eyes. He'd seen her older before. He'd seen her fully grown and in all of her glory, but now, now, she looked broken, something in her beaten down that reflected the rough look of her outside appearance that shined in her eyes. It made him hesitant, oddly so, to attempt to touch her, to attempt to comfort her or reassure her that he was himself with any contact. At least, not until she felt that it was a good idea. So instead of pulling her into an embrace like he wanted to, he extended a hand towards her, holding it just in front of her so that she could decide whether to take it or not.
"You can even stab it if you'd like," He said after a moment, a bit of a smile quirking his features. "Blood might make it more evident that I am real, and it'll heal quick enough."