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Tweak says, "Okay!"

virgil hawkins (static_shower) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2010-02-03 13:38:00

Entry tags:

bart allen/impulse, virgil hawkins/static

Who: Virgil and Bart
What: Virgil's bored and upset that his powers are failing.
When: Some random Wednesday afternoon!
Where: the place Ollie let him borrow.
Warnings: TBA, should be none.

Virgil was bored and upset. Neither was a good combination on a naturally energetic fifteen year old teenage boy. He'd paced the small apartment at least one hundred times, counted the lines on the ceiling, first horizontal and then vertical. Tried his powers, nothing happened. No erratic burst of electricity after the morning drain over the nearest lake with left him waterlogged after draining to much. Nothing. Not even a fuse box had rejuvenated him. It was frustrating to be normal. Virgil had lived the last two years of being a super powered meta human to the fullest and to just be normal was..depressing. It was only temporary sure, but it made him think. He supposed he kind of took his powers for granted. Used them to turn on the television, make a sandwich, tune into the radio. Everything.

Now that he didn't have them he didn't know what to do. He sat in the middle of the room on the floor with the phone in his hand and flopped over on his back. Dialing into it he frowned and called Bart. He knew the speedster wasn't happy that he left, but he'd done it because he was scared to hurt him. He'd hurt Richie once. Richie was scared of him and wary afterwards. He couldn't stand to see Bart wary of him like that so he tried the isolation route. But it just wasn't him. He invited him over, with the promise of not electrocuting him and hoped he could keep it. So far everything was mellow, no spastic surges. But who knew when the sunspots could act up again..

Still him being bored wasn't helping anyone. He couldn't even have a computer because he'd shorted his out. Everything electronic was down and out in the small place. And all there was to do was to lay on the floor and wait. The door was open, and unlocked. His arm rested over his eyes in a lazy fashion.

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imp_ulsive
2010-02-04 03:45 am UTC (link)

Boredom thrived without Virgil there. There was only so many times he could bug Oliver before that too got boring and he had to give it up for the next potential exciting endeavor. The apartment was quiet. He swore he could hear crickets chirping somewhere. He could hear himself breathing. Oliver wasn’t amusing him. TV was stupid and there was nothing to watch anyway. Asking Oliver if he could go to Russia just to see what he would say wasn’t as fun as it sounded and of course, he said no and then went back to whatever dull activity he was giving his attention to. Staring at a lit up computer screen wasn’t any better. What was he supposed to do there? Look himself up? Play checkers? Draw a duck and paint it purple? No thanks. He’d pass. For now.

Virgil’s call was going to get him over there faster than… just about anything, really. The possibility of getting electrocuted was always lingering, yeah, but he promised not to and Bart believed him. He couldn’t not believe him. He wasn’t afraid of him. Bart didn’t think it was possible to be afraid of Virgil. But being wary? He could be that.

The door swung on its hinges only to be rapidly knocked shut by the breeze that he brought into the room with him. Bart stilled and settled up against a wall to watch Virgil on the floor. “Do you feel better?”

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static_shower
2010-02-04 04:07 am UTC (link)

At least there was one good thing about Bart's speed, Virgil didn't have time to be hesitant or have second thoughts about calling him over. Which would have happened with just about anyone else who walked over of normal violation. He was there in the blink of an eye and it brought a tiny smile to the corner of his lips. "Now that you're here." He smiled up at him and began to sit up, pushing some of his dark hair from his face.

Things were obviously off, the natural electricity that normally radiated around him was gone. He was tired without it. But he tried not to let it show. It was temporary..He didn't want to worry Bart with it when it would be back in..however long the sunspots decided to last this time. Whenever they were done, it would come back. It had before, so it had to again. He just didn't know how long they would last in this world. That was the problem. In his it'd only been two weeks. Two weeks he got to be a normal kid again. Go on dates, study, not get grounded for being out past curfew that kind of thing. But he loved being static.

"You don't have to stay all the way over there..I can't even hold a charge." He flicked his fingers together, and only got a fizzle of electricity that shorted before it grew and he looked down at his bare feet. His brows furrowing.

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