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Tweak says, "Soon."

Jaina Solo (tricksterjaina) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2010-07-20 15:01:00

Entry tags:

jaina solo, virgil hawkins/static

Who? Possessed!Jaina and Virgil
Where? An abandoned warehouse.
What? Lightning!
When? Sometime shortly after this.
Rating? Probably not terribly high. Occasional morbid demon-thoughts?

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She loved having this power. It practically danced through her veins, Jaina’s veins, but She was Jaina now, they were one and the same, except Jaina’s voice was loud in the back of their head, and She didn’t like that very much, didn’t like the reminder that this wasn’t her body, that Jaina was still in here. She wanted to be Jaina. The longer she stayed, the more she would be. It wouldn’t take too long, tamping the voice down and down and down and she’d stop being a bother, she’d break and then she wouldn’t have to share anymore, she would be Jaina.

Big Brother would be Jacen, too. And then they could stay together, they wouldn’t get split apart, as long as they didn’t get thrown back Home. She didn’t like Home, Home was too hot too loud too small too huge too wrong and there was nothing fun to do there. She liked it up here, cool air on skin that was hers now, people to play with and play with, they’re her toys and her playmates all at once, and she couldn’t wait to break one open, see what’s inside, soft gooey centers, bright red and pink and squishy.

Plenty of time for that later, though. First, she was the distraction. Lightning danced across her fingertips as she stepped up towards the warehouse. It was the address he’d given her, and she’d hoped it would be somewhere exciting, but this doesn’t look like much... although, then again, she’s never been in one of these places before, either, so maybe it’s more exciting, and Jaina’s memories were just boring things because Jaina used to be boring before She came and took over. Now, Jaina was going to have fun, whether she liked it or not.

She pushed the doors open - they were heavy, but she was strong. She wasn’t as strong as Big Brother was, but she was stronger than Jaina used to be, even with all her training and Jedi powers. The two of them together, they could do anything. She was sure of it.

“Hellooo?” she called, stepping into the large building. Her voice echoed, and she giggled slightly. Things had echoed, back Home, but only things like screams or the slamming of metal into bone or bone into bone or roars, and none of that sounded like this did. This was funny; those things were scary.

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future_shocked
2010-07-21 01:20 am UTC (link)

"Never? That really is a stretch isn't it?" He chided as he folded his arms and sat down on the rafter. His feet dangling in the air as she spoke and he couldn't help but to smirk. The corners of his lips curving upwards as he pulled out the flying silver disk he rode in on from his coat pocket. It was slender like a fan but opened up to a circular disk with the most silent spark of electricity he could manage and he threw it in the air. "Well what do you think, I didn't come here for the view." He stated with raised eyebrows as he pushed off the rafters into the air and on the disk. Balancing expertly as if he'd been doing it for his entire life. He practically had really, since he was a young teenager anyway. Now that he was older most of his skills were honed and sharpened to a tee. Virgil loved being a super hero, he practiced at it daily since he had nobody to show him the ropes. He had to stay ontop of his game and learn as he went along.

"Remember what I said about the rules?" He questioned as he hovered a few feet above the girl. If she looked close enough she could see the energy causing the disk to float effortlessly but only if she knew what to look for. "No leaving the building. That would be cheating, kay?" He could see the sparks she toyed with and decided to show off his own. His were more of a whiteish blue, his eyes an ice blue to match. He kept his eyes on her cautiously, watching every move. Incase she decided to start before he said go. "No cheating. " He emphasized with a gloved finger as if scolding a child.

The warehouse was mostly dark, but with lightning coming into play he was sure he didn't really have to worry about it too much. The place smelled musty and old, he really hated warehouses. Always gave him the creeps. Nothing good ever happened inside, and this one was going to be no different.

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tricksterjaina
2010-07-22 08:49 pm UTC (link)

>"Never? That really is a stretch isn't it?"

”Hasn’t happened yet,” she responded, sing-song voice and a bright but teasing smile. As far as she could remember, the last thing she’d lost had been her soul, and who really needed one of those, anyway? Not her!

He gets down off the railings, floats down to where she can see him better, where she can play with him without having to get up on his level - which she could do, she knew. It was in Jaina’s memories, the Force-powered jumping. But she’d rather not have to, not yet. She was still getting used to this body, and besides that, she wanted a few more tricks up her sleeve. If he thought she was earth-bound, maybe he’d be a little less skittish.

>"Remember what I said about the rules? No leaving the building. That would be cheating, kay?" He has lightning too, blue-white sparks in his hands and she grins, nods her head a little, even as she’s crossing her fingers behind her back as discreetly as possible. Yeah, okay. She’ll play by the rules for now, but there’s no way she’s completely promising to stay here for good. “No cheating."

“Funner without all the rules,” she said, “But okay. Fine. We’ll do this your way.” For now.

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future_shocked
2010-07-24 07:28 am UTC (link)

"First time for everything crazy." He responded in true heroic form as he got downin the air ready to let the games begin. He wasn't going to play on her field. It was his game, so she would have to adjust to his rules if she didn't want to cheat and she knew it. He couldn't let the fight get in her control or he'd be down and out in the blink of an eye with electricity in the air. He could feel the lightning, it was a part of him. There were advantages and disadvantages to not being entirely human he supposed.But now wasn't the time to reminisce.

Now he had a situation and a chance. He was going to show them how much more he was able to handle then he had been as a kid. His gloved hands sparked to life with his lightning. "Not really, no challenge without rules." He offered her a cocky smirk as he continued to hover as if mocking her to dare advance forward. He didn't normally like making the first move, but this was on his terms so he had no choice, a good thirty volts of electricity flew in her direction. Start out low, get her to relax. Make her feel comfortable and safe, that was his idea.

Unlike many with electricity coursing through their bodies he was able to pick and chose how many WATS to produce.

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tricksterjaina
2010-07-27 10:30 pm UTC (link)

“I’m not crazy,” sing-song tone and tilted head, and she probably looked like she was, “And you might be right, but that isn’t gonna happen today.” She wasn’t going to lose, she had more powers and abilities than she could use in this form, in this body, and while the electricity would hurt the body she was wearing, it would have little actual effect on her, the demon within. It would be an annoyance and an inconvenience, and she didn’t want to get this body damaged, but if it did, she knew it could heal. She’d have to figure out how, but she would.

>"Not really, no challenge without rules."

He had a point, it was true, but in her opinion it didn’t take a challenge to be fun... and this was hardly a challenge at all, so she would let it be. She didn’t want him to decide he needed to add more rules, make it less fun. So she shrugged, and then he was throwing lightning her way and in a second, she had Jaina’s lightsaber in her hand, purple blade ignited and ready to deflect the blast.

“Not very strong, are you? Someone over-estimated himself,” more sing-song tone, more unsettling head-tilting, and her smile brightened even while it went darker. The electricity crackling around her fingers brightened, intensified, and she held her hand out, let it arc away from her, aimed for him, watching it spark and crackle through the air with a delighted grin on her stolen face.

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