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Winifred "Fred" Burkle (i_figure) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2012-06-29 21:09:00

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annie wagner, megan gwynn, winifred burkle

Thoughts and errands, thoughtful errands (Annie, Megan)
Fred hadn't been in hiding since the strange meeting at the bookstore. She'd meant to check on Errol, but the check-up hadn't gone at all how she'd planned. Not that she'd had anything planned in particular, but she was certain that she would not have planned what happened had she been allowed to plan anything. Or admitted to planning anything.

She was glad to see that Errol was working with someone, rather than sitting all alone in the bookstore. He needed companionship, someone to remind him that he was human and it was okay to smile. Beauty seemed very much the right person for that, what little Fred had been able to gather from the odd brief meeting. She smiled - Beauty had - which was a good thing. And, she was soft in a giving way; Beauty'd only wanted the best outcome, hadn't she? She cared, again another plus in Fred's opinion. Of course, this was all going on a very short brief meeting and way too many assumptions. Then again, Beauty worked in a bookstore, not a strip joint, so surely she was that sort of bookish Beauty, not the other kind? Not that there was anything wrong with strippers; Fred just hadn't met many.

The brainy Texan continued this sort of inner dialogue, working out what had happened as well as throwing in a few items from her day job; she was starting to wonder if they didn't need an accountant or insurance. Angel Investigations wasn't a huge money maker, but sure, she could make the money that did come in work for her somehow.

The City allowed her time to think during her walk. She had a destination in mind, a purpose, and she hoped that she was going to get good answers. Annie could help; she just knew the technopath could. That's what mutants were for if they weren't trying to take over the world and subjugate the human race, right?

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i_gotsoul
2012-07-06 02:17 am UTC (link)

"That's the second one this week, isn't it?" she asked Annie. "Do you think I should make sure mine's okay?" She perked up at the name, though. "I know a Dinah! Or I met one once. It's not a common name, is it?"

Megan grinned at Annie. "It's not just a live show. Ali converts sound to light, so her concerts are something special. It's like... interpretive dance, only flashier. And you don't really need to dance. And a lot prettier, if you ask me. Also, she can blow people up with it, but it's not usually a worry at the concerts. She taps into the music, like, and gets the emotions across. It's awesome."

She turned back to Fred, looking pleased with herself. "So my mutant power--other than the wings and looks and all--is this dust. We call it pixie dust because of how I look, right? It makes people see things. Hallucinations. Only nice things, though," she rushed to add, even if she wasn't entirely sure of that after Limbo and having her dust fed back to her. But she'd heard people talk about fish and bees and unicorns, so it probably still did. "I used to go to some of Ali's concerts and fly over the crowd, do a little dusting, and, you know... bright lights, pretty things, everyone went home happy. Not even a headache after."

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cyberpath
2012-07-06 08:17 am UTC (link)

"Oh!" Annie laughed. "Yeah, just send her in, that's fine."

She didn't hesitate to check Megan's phone and then her own. Her eyes went fuzzy while she did it, but it only took a couple of seconds. "Our phones are fine, Megan. I don't know what's going on. I hope they stay fine. If this is some kind of mass problem, or some kind of ... happening, I don't know. That guy's was pretty easy to fix, though."

It had taken her only a moment or two to delve in and tweak what needed to be worked out. She'd also replaced his battery, because it needed to be. He'd been a little strange, a little spooky, and the memory of him made her shiver a little bit. Even though he'd done nothing wrong and hadn't even been rude or acted in a strange way. The big words, though, she hadn't ever heard anyone talk like that.

And, okay, maybe it was the eyes.

"I think I can work out what you're looking for. But I need to connect into just this one. I can do that by plugging this one into the system the others are on, but otherwise trying to give this one instructions to send out to it's fellows is going to tax what you're trying to do. There's a chance that without me to guide it and connect the ones you want to relay to each other, with the movement of the streets and everything, that it'll just all get confused. If I hit them all at once, I can link the pairs then, and just leave them with the instruction on where to send the information they gather."

She hoped that made sense. Since she was talking to Fred, she thought that the other would be able to see what she meant.

"I like the sound of that concert." She said to the fairy.

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i_figure
2012-07-07 01:43 am UTC (link)

"You might need into the system as a whole to create pairings or groups?" Fred smiled slightly. "I think if you wanted, you could get into it without asking or hinting. So, I'm going to say 'yes.' You haven't tried, and you are kind of hinting." She didn't seem to mind.

"I know I just met you, Megan, and this is going to sound all grown up and judgmental. But, I don't think the whole dust hallucination thing is very nice. It seems..well, kind of tricky and sneaky. It's like slipping a little E into someone's drink. Sure, they may feel uberspiff, but what are the aftereffects, what is really happening to them? How is that ethical? They didn't ask for the dust did they? I'm not saying you were being malicious, but that wasn't very responsible if Dazzler was an adult." Her head tilted slightly as she looked up at the winged girl.

"I'm sorry. That wasn't cool. Was it?" She liked being cool, but she also wanted to understand.

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i_gotsoul
2012-07-07 03:52 am UTC (link)

"It's an experience," she told Annie.

Megan frowned at Fred. "It's not really supposed to be nice, ordinarily," she said. "It's a defense mechanism. Like squid ink, only it's pink and dusty. And Dazzler advertises that she makes use of mutant powers in the show. It's kind of her thing." Except she couldn't remember if her dust was ever advertised. She was fairly sure it was. It had to be. Ali was a responsible adult who didn't want to get sued.

Except she and Jean-Paul did take her out drinking that one time...

"And it's not like anyone ever got a lot of dust, with me spreading it out so much," she said, pushing past that annoying little thought. "It doesn't actually hurt you after. I should know, someone once pulled it out of me and shoved it back and made me think I was somewhere else." Okay, that came out entirely more bitter than she meant it to. She smiled nervously, her fingers suddenly picking at the hem of her shirt. "I was fine after, though. Got rid of him and everything, just fine."

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