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Tweak says, "Don't flatter yourself."

Lorna Dane (geek_magnet) wrote in devolve,
@ 2011-02-16 21:31:00

Entry tags:

lorna_dane, remy_lebeau

Who: Lorna and Remy
What: Working on cars
Where: Garage
When: Afternoon
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

One of the scout teams had reported one of the engines was running a little rough, so Lorna told Sam she'd check it out. If it was something she knew how to fix, great. If not, she'd put it aside until Sammy could look at it.

So far, she wasn't finding anything wrong. Still, changing the oil couldn't hurt, this one was about due for it anyway. Getting everything together, she opened the hood and the oil cap, then slid under the car to start draining the oil. One advantage to being a magnetokinetic was she never lost the oil cap, since it was metal.

Lorna frowned as she sensed an unfamiliar, hot energy signature. Had to be one of the new guys. She hadn't been around either of them to be able to identify them by their signatures, but they both had hot signatures. "Which one are you and what you do want?" she called, because right now she was kind of busy.

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geek_magnet
2011-02-18 02:55 am UTC (link)

"Don't say that too loudly," Lorna drawled. "I don't mind a little dark humor, but most people around here will take it personally." She sobered for a moment. "They're too hung up on what's gone." Okay, not being serious with this guy. He probably didn't even know how to have a serious conversation.

His comment about back-ups got a scoff from her. "I'm sure you do," she said. "Ace up both your sleeves." Her heart wasn't in it anymore. Not with being reminded about how low morale had been around here lately. If it hadn't been for the kids and Bobby bouncing back, she didn't want to think how much worse it would be.

"Somehow, I'm guessing you're one of those who thinks science is boring," Lorna pointed out, all too ready for a distracting subject change. "You're be amazed what you can learn by opening a book, Remy."

"If you get fresh, I'll just knock you out," she informed him. "Cute. What do you do for an encore?" Yeah, she was a tough audience. What did he expect?

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theragincajun
2011-02-18 03:09 am UTC (link)

Shrugging, he really didn't care too much about what others heard coming out of his mouth, as long as people weren't up in tears. "You never know. May be a good t'ing. Folks 'round here don't seem to be all dat lively. I be good at spicin' t'ings up a bit." Or so he'd like to think. "Den dey be takin' bets on just 'ow long I can stand gettin' my ass kicked."

Oh but she had to go there. "Non, I hold no such belief. Science be very interestin'." He picked up the wrench again, only to charge in and twirl it around in between his fingers, wishing he had his damn bo staff back. "Kind'a like physics and chemistry more den most o'dat." Especially when those damn doctors were trying to explain to him just what it was he could do. Pausing his actions though, he pulled the charge back in again. "Much more hands on an' all dat. Books not as fun as explorin' t'ings on your own. Takes all de fun an' mystery out'ta it all."

Giving her a knowing look, he grinned. "'Parently I fix dis car. But den dat might take a lil' longer. You wanna get dat pan, or you want me to? 'Cause I do believe we just killed a good fifteen minutes or so."

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geek_magnet
2011-02-18 03:29 am UTC (link)

"Our leader committed suicide a couple of months ago," she explained, more to make him understand why everyone was so oversensitive, even if she was just as frustrated. "His girlfriend and mentor died pretty early on. I suppose we should have been surprised he waited as long as he did. But it sent everybody back spiraling down and a lot of them haven't recovered. Just...don't, okay? It's bad enough when it happens on accident, but to do it on purpose will just make trouble nobody needs."

Lorna chuckled and watched him charge the wrench, shivering slightly in reaction when he altered the energy in the metal. Yeah, she was a closet power junkie because of her powers. The Cajun there had some serious power going on and especially when he did it to metal, was a buzz to her senses. "Start with theory, then experiment," she agreed. "That's how I learned my control. But I am curious about how close you came to accidentally blowing off fingerings learning what you know. You've got a lot of active energy. And get your mind out of the gutter, I didn't mean it like that."

Lorna smirked and held out her hand, floating over the oil plug to him. Which was easier for her not to loose in the oil itself because of her powers. "Show my what you got," she invited.

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theragincajun
2011-02-18 04:01 am UTC (link)

What the hell? Yeah, his expression was noticable. Well, mostly. More like a raised brow and a bit of a creeped out expression. Who in the hell chooses to die on purpose in this mess? And without a cause even? Yeah, he'd run into a few martyrs. Not really his thing, but still. Shaking his head, he just shrugged that off too. Last thing he wanted to think of was how that all went about. Whoever he was, he must have been the biggest dumb ass of all, as far as he was concerned. What kind of good would that do for said dead girlfriend/mentor? Let alone all these people he left here alive? Nope. He wasn't going to think about that at all.

Her shiver did not go unnoticed. Hell, he noticed quite a bit about people, but he had a tendency to not ask too many questions as they usually led to him being asked certain ones. "Dat an' more." He smirked waggling his eyebrows at her, only to laugh lightly. "See, now I'm not one for dat word experiment, but sometimes, it be all you got. 'Specially when every time you go to eat a poor boy de damn t'ing wants to do not'in but blow up." Now regardless of how much he might claim to not care for theory, he actually used it more often then he led on. But it was about people, rather then actual experiments and such. Sometimes things were too much of a mental game with him.

"You'd be surprised wat I can do wit said energy." He pointed out before mimicking her comment. "And get your mind out'ta de gutter." He teased. "Been known to take down a buildin' if de need be. Just takes a lil longer den dat wrench dere. An' a lot less time to get de hell out'ta de way." Because that kind of boom was definitely a killer.

Gladly snatching the plug out of the air, and still holding the wrench, he asked, "Ya got a filter?" Quickly dropping down to the ground and pushed himself under the car, not caring about dirtying his clothes in the slightest but careful not to hit the pan of drained oil, he pushed that out of the way and towards Lorna.

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geek_magnet
2011-02-18 04:19 am UTC (link)

Yeah, it sucked. Lorna couldn't find it in her heart to blame Scott. He wasn't the only one who'd done it. Losing his father figure and the woman he loved in one blow had been too much obviously. But Scott, being Scott had broken slowly and finally just gave up. But it had been an critical blow to morale and it was only now getting up there. No need to make things bad again being insensitive.

Lorna scoffed and shook her head. "Too bad you didn't meet me sooner," she told him with a small smile. "Because I can tell you at a glance, the energy is kinetic energy and what you do is change the energy in objects to kinetic energy. Because of the nature of that energy and the fact you transfer some from your own into it, the object achieves critical mass and explodes."

She shook her head. "Preaching to the choir. I got chased by everything metal and shorted out every electric device I touched for a long time before I got mine under control."

Of course her mind went there. Lorna snickered and shook her head. "I might be, but I can say the same thing about my powers." And he could take that any way he liked. Of course, she meant it entirely the way it sounded. "But since you don't like to experiment, I'll probably have to find another willing test subject for my theories."

The pan was metal so as soon as he cleared it from under the car, Lorna levitated it over to the worktable so it could be disposed of properly. "Should be right next to the pan," she told him. "You need any other tools?" No reason she couldn't help him.

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theragincajun
2011-02-18 04:32 am UTC (link)

Remy was certainly a little more then amused. "All dat from one lil show? Can only imagine wat you do wit a real one." He teased only to add, "Mais I do got quite a knack for findin' all sorts of potential energy." He told her with another wink.

"Guess dat be a bit worse den tryin' to claim a puppy follow you home eh?" He laughed at the thought, easily picturing that one in his head.

Okay, so she was more fun then he had previously stated and he quickly changed his mind about her, and not just because of that energy comment...mostly. "Merde. Can't say dat I be mindin' it as long as it don't include needles an' the wrong kind of explosions."

Looking around in the small space, he quickly found the filter. "Non. I got no problems makin' due wit wat I got." Changing the filter, he quickly replaced the plug and slid right out from under the vehicle without any problems.

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geek_magnet
2011-02-18 05:02 am UTC (link)

"One little show?" she countered. "You've done it three times there, Cajun. And you've been standing here for at least twenty minutes. Give me some credit. A great deal of my research has been to identify energies and materials by their electro- or biomagnetic signatures. It's the facet of my powers I'm best with. And well, since you've told me what the end result is, guessing the how was pretty easy."

Okay, the puppy comment was funny. "I'm sure my parents would have preferred I bring home a puppy," Lorna snickered. "No they were really understanding, but relieved when Xavier found me and offered me a place at the school." It was a bittersweet memory for a lot of reasons, but for her it was easier to remember those who were gone for who they were and the way they'd affected everyone when they were alive as opposed to mourning their loss forever. She knew if she died, that's what she'd want people to do.

Lorna was a lot more fun than people gave her credit for. She was feisty and smart, just holding people at arms' length had been a way of life for her. She'd had to hide she was a mutant most of her life. That meant not letting people in. Especially charming but hormonal scoundrels especially. "I don't blow things up, Remy," she assured him. "Or use needles. If you really want to know what I can do, you'll just have to man up and volunteer to let me play with all that energy sometime."

She left him alone to change the filter, disposing of the oil and getting fresh to replace it with. She offered him the replacement bottles. "Thanks," she told him, hesitating. "You don't have to help me and nobody's giving you anything to do. So this is nice of you."

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theragincajun
2011-02-18 05:22 am UTC (link)

"Oui, it be lil' seein' as you still not be seein' de end result." He quickly countered. "Seein' de charge is never as interestin' as bein' 'round for de actual explosion." Yeah, she could take that how she wanted to considering all the comments they've bantered back and forth so far.

Choosing not to offer up anything about his family, he instead went on to ask her about her. "So you been 'ere long time den?" Or so he was figuring seeing as the name she just dropped and the fact that she was probably fairly young when all that happened.

Giving her a curious look, his head cocked to the side easily. "Never said you did. Just don't be believin' dat I wanna worry 'bout needin' to jump out a window or somethin' durin' said experimentin' if you got some petit ami tryin' to walk in." He mused. And with her pointing out that there were no needles involved, he gladly smiled. "Den consider me an easy volunteer for watever you be needin' den chère."

Wiping his hands off as he stood up, he shook his head. "No need for all dat. You put up wit me. Dat ain't 'nough?" He joked before taking hold of the replacement bottle and grabbing a funnel.

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geek_magnet
2011-02-18 05:46 am UTC (link)

"Okay, now I have to see this," she told him. "When we're through here, you owe me a demonstration outside. Unless you're all talk and no show?"

Lorna shook her head. "I went to high school here, learned control," she explained. "Then I went to NYU, worked straight through to my MS and got a job surveying ozone depletion for a government survey. The virus hit and I rushed home to try and find my parents. They weren't there. I don't know what happened to them." She shrugged. Deep in her heart, she hoped they'd survived, but the odds were against it. "So I came back here when I heard that they were taking refugees. Haven't left since." Aside from Bobby making her wonder if it really was hopeless, she had no interest in leaving the colony until Hank found a cure. She could do more good here.

Lorna laughed at the suggestion. "Yeah, if I had boyfriend, would I be flirting with you?" she pointed out. "Let's just say the prospects are kind of lacking around here. I don't have any long lost flings who are going to show up out of the blue either." No matter how shady this Wisdom character was, at least he wanted Kitty. It was something.

And now she was going to depress herself. Especially when he started being nice back. Enough of that. "If you can figure out what's wrong with this car, we're at least even," Lorna assured him. "And you're much more interesting than you give yourself credit for. Although not in the way you think."

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theragincajun
2011-02-18 06:04 am UTC (link)

"So demandin'." He teased her, but hell if he was going to back down from that. Remy was a showman at heart. If she wanted a show, he'd have a hell of a lot of fun trying to give her one. "Can't say I don't like dat either. All you be needin' to do was ask. I'm not de type to say no to a femme. Might even keep a smile on dat belle face eh?"

Well that was a bit depressing, though everyone here probably had someone they were close to that was out there somewhere alive, or worse. So, he just nodded, listening a little more then he probably let on.

"Just 'cause ya don't seem like de type, does not mean I not be seein' it before." He smirked. "An' in all fairness, kind'a surprised a femme like you not snatched up already." She had looks, brains, and she said so herself about being a jack of all trades. It only added to his curiosity as to what she meant by that anyway. "Prospects be lacking?" He hadn't exactly found his way into knowing everyone around just yet to really understand that one, though at this point, he could probably guess some of it. There were certain things a person could read if they were paying close enough attention.

"At least eh? I usually be some over achiever, but I be guessin' dat even is good for now?" After he finished pouring in the contents of the bottle, he put it handed it to her, taking out the funnel only to replace the oil cap. Turning towards her, he asked, "Is it my heat? Or my mechanical skills den?" Pointing towards the driver's side, he went onto ask, "You mind startin' 'er up?"

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