RP Log: Ryoma & Dan
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tenipuri_xpDate: Today (7/25)
Rating: PG-13 for some language, violent imagery I guess
Summary: Dan wants to know all about Ryoma and his powers, only they both get a bit more than they bargained for.
Dan was excited to hear from the other kids in his classes about a new student entering Ryuhana. It was more exciting to hear that the new student was supposedly short. Maybe only a person like Dan would be ecstatic to hear news like that. This was the reason why he was in the new dorm wing. Honestly the new section intimidated him, but he had wanted to meet the new kid, Echi-, Echi-something.
The postcog stared at the number clearly stated on the wall. This was the third floor. Now to only find the Echi-something person. For a while he wandered from door to door knocking on them and repeatedly asking for an Echi-something person, he couldn't even remember his name. Dan almost gave up on finding the right room. Hesitantly he knocked on the door and waited for a reply. Who knew finding one room could be so hard.
Ryoma slid off the bed and went to the door, wondering who it was that had been slowly making their way down the hall for a good few minutes now. He’d been almost tempted to open the door and see, but staring at the ceiling had, surprisingly, won out. Now, though, with the knocking sounding on his own door, he supposed he should get up and see who it was. It was a wonder they’d made it this far – this last wing of the hall wasn’t otherwise occupied.
He pulled open the door, blinking as he came face-to-face with the boy on the other side. That alone was a bit surprising – Ryoma rarely came face-to-face so literally with anyone, since he hadn’t gotten his stupid growth spurt yet (as Niou-san liked to remind him of, and often). Wait… that Dan kid who’d mentioned coming by was short, right…? “Uh… yeah?” he asked, studying the other closely.
"D-does your name start with Echi?" Dan asked with hopeful eagerness. It was becoming a routine. Knock, wait, ask, and leave. Mostly no one responded to his sometimes excessive knocking. His large eyes stared at Ryoma for a moment before widening in surprise, if they could get any bigger than they already were.
"You're my height! Dadadadan! I think I found you!" He exclaimed with no thought to the volume of his voice. Dan felt his excitement swell at the sight of well, a forehead. It had been a long time since he had seen one of those without having to move his head.
Ryoma winced a little as the other exclaimed with glee, but he supposed it was too late to slam the door in his face. And he was bored. “Echi-zen,” he clarified with a bit of a sigh. “You’re Dan, right?” As if there was any way he could possibly be mistaken by now. “Took you long enough.” He paused, feeling a bit of a smirk play across his lips. “Or I guess I didn’t tell you which room I was in, huh.” He stepped aside, allowing the other entrance if he wanted it. Maybe now they could find something to do.
Dan shook his head rapidly to show that he was right. "Wow, you remembered my name too!" He entered the room without hesitating that this person was a stranger, an acquaintance at the most. "I looked for a long time. I had to go to every single door on this floor. It was really tiring." Dan commented about his search for Ryoma's room. "A bigger hint than the third floor in the new dorm wing would have been helpful, but it was…fun. Next time you come look for my room! I'll even time it to see how long you take!"
Ryoma snorted a bit and closed the door, coming back into the room to sit on the bed again. “Well, couldn’tve taken that long, considering I’m the only one in this hall,” he observed as the other looked around his very bare room. “And I guess I don’t mind… but it depends on whether or not we’ve ‘trained’ together first. I might have an unfair advantage.” Hanamura-sensei had said something at his initial physical and powers evaluation about his being able to track any mutant once he’d synched with them. She’d said it was probably limited to his current range, which was only about ten meters in any direction, but he figured that was enough to give him a head start.
He pinched the bridge of his nose – for some reason he was getting a headache. He hoped it would go away. Maybe it was from being this close to another mutant. Though Fuji-san hadn’t given him a headache. He wondered idly if maybe Dan’s powers weren’t stronger than Fuji-san’s. Wouldn’t that be a riot.
"Really? It must get a little lonely up here all by yourself. Don't you get scared, Echizen-kun? I mean what if you're sleeping in your room and this big criminal breaks into your room and and um…he's really mean! Wouldn't you be afraid? I'd be afraid." Dan asked seriously as if a criminal would climb three floors just to rob him.
"Trained? What do you mean by that? Like running around and doing push-ups and sit-ups until your body hurts? What's your power anyway?" Dan was like an endless stream of questions. Before others could get answered he was already asking more.
Ryoma blinked as a barrage of questions was flung into his face. He waited for the other to take a breath, trying to get each question – and whether or not he deemed it answer-worthy – straight in his mind. “It’s not lonely, and I’m not scared,” he said in answer to the first question. Really, it was the third floor – who on earth would climb all this way just to rob him? He didn’t have anything anyway.
“And I mean the weird kind of training they do here, not gym class,” he said in answer to the second. Maybe this Dan kid was new too. “Haven’t they talked to you about your power yet? Well,” he shrugged, “’less yours is like mine, maybe they haven’t. Not like I know. And I synch. I do whatever you do when you’re around me. Only not now. Under shields.”
He paused his aggressive interrogation as Ryoma answered his questions. "You're really brave, Echizen-kun! I think I would scream if a criminal was in my room." Dan relaxed when he realized that his flow of questions had nearly stopped.
"Um, I guess so. There's not much to say about them. I'm postcognitive so I see things that have already happened. So if I was really good at my powers I could have seen you be born, but that would be really creepy so I'm not going to even try. How old are you anyway? Do you like cats or dogs? I'm fifteen and I like both." Those were the last questions, really. Dan couldn't think up of anymore besides them unless he really wanted to dwell in utter randomness. "So you could see the past just like me if there weren't any shields?" Okay, so maybe just one more question.
Ryoma rolled his eyes and prepared for the next onslaught of questioning. He was not disappointed. Postcognitive, though… that was interesting. Nothing he would’ve thought up on his own. Though probably not stronger than Fuji-san, then, so why did he have this damned headache?
He tried to get the new questions straight in his head. Well, he mused, at least he wasn’t bored any more. And the first two were easy. “Yeah, that would be creepy,” he commented, then moved on. “I’m fifteen. I… guess I like cats. I have one at home.” And he already missed her, though no one would get that out of him if they tortured him. “And yeah, I guess I could,” he finished with a bit of a half-grin. That might be kind of cool, he thought. He wondered if Dan had any control over what he saw – that would be even better. Maybe he could figure out how his father had gotten his mother to marry him, for one… “C’n you decide what you see? Sounds kind of cool.”
Dan fidgeted as he resisted the urge to ask about the name of his cat. When he was around strangers and talking to them, sometimes he couldn't help, but get to know them better. To him the mini interrogation was the best possible way to do so, but occasionally confusion set in when he lost track of the questions and their answers.
"It depends. It's usually really random, but when I concentrate on a certain subject then it narrows things down. Like if I think apples all day I'll probably see something to do with apples. Hanamura-sensei says I don't have enough control yet to get what I want though." That was the reason why he had motivated himself to start working hard with his powers. He just wanted to see normal things and possibly just stop them altogether. Although that could already be happening. He had already missed his weekly vision. "I think your powers are cooler. I mean you could do anything!"
Ryoma snorted. “Not so cool in a school full of mutants,” he countered, glancing at Dan thoughtfully. That’s what most people said at first. “Imagine walking down the hall and sprouting the powers of whoever’s closest. No thank you. S’why Hanamura’s got me under shields ‘till I can do it myself.” Talking to Dan was completely different than talking to Fuji-san or Niou-san, he thought idly. The kid was… well, he was still a kid, though Ryoma still refused to think of himself as a kid even if they were the same age. But somehow he didn’t feel uncomfortable telling Dan what he did. Or what its limitations were. “Otherwise it’d be… not so good, you get my drift?”
He glanced at the ceiling again. “Though I guess in your case it wouldn’t be too bad. We’d just see apples together, ya know? C’n you do it on call, at least? Or does it just happen?” Secretly he was a bit ashamed that he had no such control over his power, and was kind of hoping this Dan kid didn’t either.
His lips formed a small 'o' to show that he understood. He should be calling himself lucky for the power that he received. Nothing too bad happened with him. He couldn't die from it or anything. "So you'd get injured really badly, won't you? Or um…that. That must be terrible, but at least you're protected."
"Not yet. They should be happening to me every Tuesday, but it's weird. They haven't been working this week so I haven't seen anything at all. It'll happen anytime of the day though, but I've been working on it so I can delay it. But seeing things like that get really boring after a while. Grass swayed a lot in history." That was something they never taught you in History. He'd already seen a total of seventeen grass swaying moments, which were boring, but better than the violent ones. "Anyway, have you ever used someone else's powers yet?"
Ryoma shrugged. “Dunno about injured, I guess. Depends on the power. Don’t wanna go finding out unless I have to, though.” He remembered Niou-san mentioning something about someone with wings. That did not sound pleasant.
He laughed a little at Dan’s comment about his visions ‘not working,’ like they were a machine or something. And about the grass. “Guess it did, huh? There’s a lot of grass out there,” he acknowledged. “And yeah, I have used someone else’s powers, a lot of times. ‘Cept I didn’t know I was doing it half the time, and none of it was intentional.” He thought back to the many times when he’d gleaned snatches of unnatural powers from people he’d passed, never realizing it until he was floating in the air or ducking something that hadn’t happened yet. There had been exceptions, obviously, like the last time he’d accidentally synched with someone… that had not ended so harmlessly. And now there was a big hole in the arcade back home to prove it.
Dan was actually starting to feel thankful for his boring, but mostly harmless postcognition. Pain wasn't something he enjoyed feeling and he could imagine the hurt if Ryoma randomly picked up powers like Kaidoh's.
"I wish there was more grass." Dan sighed with his mixed feelings on the matter. He wanted to see something exciting happen, but at the same time he didn't. Exciting usually meant violent, which usually ended in some gruesome, scarring moment. "Echizen-kun, was it fun? Like was using their powers ever fun? Or was it scary? Thrilling?" The questions were back, but it was from pure curiosity to know how it felt.
Ryoma actually considered the question a moment. “Well… like I said, half the time I didn’t realize I was doing it until they were gone. Doesn’t usually last too long – my range’s not that big.” Now he thought about the few times he had realized he was using powers that weren’t his. Those times he could count on one hand, ending with the fourth, the time that had convinced him maybe something really was wrong with him. “Uh… the last time it was kinda fun, I guess, only not really ‘cause I couldn’t control what I was doing. Something with energy. It blew up a lot of stuff. Kinda lost control. Guess it was a little scary,” he admitted, mostly for Dan’s sake. He hadn’t been scared, really – more like concerned that he wouldn’t be able to make it stop. That synch had lasted longer than any of the previous ones.
Dan listened quietly in order to try and comprehend it all. He had never discussed his powers so in depth and the same could be said about other people. He was rather ignorant of the things around him and never really learned so much about someone's powers. Dan didn't even fully understand his own despite it being a simple power.
"I hope everyone was alright." Dan replied. He would have been scared too just like how he felt during his scary visions. He couldn't stop those and his control over them was still small, too small. Speaking of powers, his eyes had started to get that tired feeling again. He rubbed them and hoped it was just the decreased amount of sleep he got. Some homework assignments kept him up for a while.
“It was fine. Well,” he smirked, “I was. The kid whose fault it really was got caught. And the arcade… well they got a few new windows.” He blinked, feeling suddenly tired. But it was just the middle of the afternoon… At least the headache was fading. A little. Maybe that’s why he felt tired. “But that’s about it for the exciting part.” He stopped, watching Dan blink the same way he was. Hm, he thought, the other must be tired too. “Huh – don’t get enough sleep?” he asked.
Dan rubbed his right eye with his right hand. The feeling was getting worse and he guessed what it was. It was probably the whole discussion about their powers that was triggering it. Well that's what Hanamura-sensei told him, that it was all related to his thoughts. The worst thing was that he didn't have his green bandana with him; it still being torn due to his forgetfulness to bring it to Ohtori.
"I think…um maybe it's my power. I always get sleepy whenever it starts to work and um…" Dan trailed off as colors began to replace those in his left eye. Details were fuzzy at first, but as the colors spread across the vision of his left and a tiny bit of his right, they became more distinct. Dan frowned as he remembered Ryoma's powers. "Your shield…It's working, right?"
Ryoma blinked again – his vision was going… funny. There was something wrong. It was like he’d looked into a flash with his left eye – he couldn’t really see out of it. Well, no, that wasn’t right – he could see out of it… only it didn’t look like he was looking at the same place as his right eye, which still saw Dan sitting across from him.
He blinked again. Or not. Now he couldn’t see Dan with either eye. “Shit – I don’t think it is. Are you seeing something?” he asked, blinking, trying to see through the fuzzy swirl of colors that had replaced his room and the boy in front of him. He could… hear something, too. It sounded like it was off in the distance, muffled by cotton… but he could hear it…
Dan looked at whatever it was that he was seeing. To anyone else not experiencing this, it would have seemed like the boy was staring off into space. He squinted while wondering if squinting would work. It wasn't necessary either way as the details sharpened. There seemed to be water, that seemed well. Water visions never ended that badly. It seemed to be on a beach too, that was also good, Dan guessed. He did like beaches. But there were other things there too. Big boats or something and things flying in the air. He waited as the details sharpened to a clearer picture.
He yelped as he saw armed soldiers surge past him, some falling to the ground. This was weird and it was getting scary. Dan in the midst of his panic, pulled up his blue shirt over his eyes. His messy black hair covered the T-shirt hole making him resemble a carrot waiting to be picked. "Echizen-kun? Are you still there?" His voice was going higher than it already was with the panic and terror beginning to seize him. He knew what was going on.
Ryoma blinked again, as the colors began to settle into… a beach. Water and sand. But something was wrong. The noises he’d heard a moment ago were getting louder, so loud that he could barely hear Dan’s squeak… next to him? Were they still in his room? “I… I dunno… I can only see… Wha-?” He yelped as the sound grew louder, a whining that threatened to split his skull. Something exploded to his left. Something – someone – screamed. The water went red. Now there were people screaming all around him, soldiers running and yelling and falling, and he couldn’t tell if he was even in his room anymore.
Worst of all, closing his eyes didn’t seem to work very well.
Hanamura-sensei had said something about this to him. That he could stop it, but right now he wasn't calm enough to think straight. Dan felt like crying from the frustration and terror. He wanted to stop it, but his thoughts were so jumbled that concentrating on stopping it was a distant thought.
"Echizen-kun!" Dan shouted as he saw someone in plain vision be shot down in a bloody, horrible mess. It was frightening, by far the worst. "Where are you?" Dan helplessly called as he stumbled around on the floor with his hands searching for Ryoma. "T-t-try closing y-your eyes!" He advised, a trick that he always employed. His shirt was blinding his right eye vision, but at least it made him feel safer.
He thought he heard Dan beneath the din of the carnage, but he couldn’t make out what the other had said. He felt himself start to shake uncontrollably, but he couldn’t stop watching as man after man fell before him into the ocean, staining the waves red. There was so much shouting and screaming and gunfire that he could barely think; pure panic was beginning to race down his veins – what if he was actually here, what if Dan’s power wasn’t what they thought it was, what if he got shot next? “Oh shit, oh shit, ohshitohshit…” He finally regained enough control to squat, squeezing his eyes shut and slapping his hands over his ears, trying to make it all go away.
Thoughts were racing through Dan's head. What did Hanamura-sensei tell him? Why wasn't it ending? They usually ended after a minute, but this seemed like forever. Maybe it was another change in his powers? Despite the gory scene playing as Dan tried to locate Ryoma, he still had more questions forming inside of him.
Dan finally gathered the courage to open his eyes. He pulled down the shirt and tried to ignore what was taking place in his left eye. Quickly he scrambled over to Ryoma and placed his hands on Ryoma's shoulders. "Echizen-kun! Are y-you alright? E-echizen-kun!" Dan shouted thinking that his powers had done something harmful to Echizen. He felt tears beginning to well up in his eyes, there was so many people getting killed.
He felt relief wash over him as the images got blurrier. The details got fuzzy just as he saw many more die in a gruesome way. It was going away.
Oh God, someone was grabbing him, they were going to kill him, he was going to die –
But suddenly the noise began to subside; Ryoma dared to open his eyes and saw – oh shit, someone else dying – but it was blurry… it was fading… He blinked again, and realized it was Dan shaking him, shouting at him, only now he could hear his voice more clearly than the whines and explosions.
He gulped in deep breaths of air-conditioned air, blinking rapidly, trying to make everything except for Dan go away. “D-Dan?” he managed hoarsely. It looked like he was… back in his room.
"Are you alright? What happened? Shields?" Dan asked when he realized that Ryoma was responding to him. He looked down at the floor before rubbing his eyes with the sleeve of his shirt. Some of the tears had found a way to escape. "Are you okay?" Dan repeated as he hugged the other boy. Hugs had always comforted him whether it was hugging his teddy bear, Mr. Hugs, or hugging someone like his mother.
"I'm really s-sorry, E-echizen-kun. I didn't m-mean for you t-to…see that." Dan sniffed while feeling guilty about the whole thing.
Dan was… apologizing to him? Only half of Ryoma’s mind seemed to be working. He started as the other boy suddenly leaned forward and hugged him. “I – I’m fine, Dan…” he heard himself say, thought he was really anything but. He knew better than to tell Dan that, though – the other obviously felt guilty. “No… it’s fine. It’s not your fault,” he heard himself say, even as he felt his body begin to move as if on autopilot.
He stood, dragging Dan with him. “I think maybe you should go,” he said, knowing it was rude and not caring in the least. He needed Dan out of here. Now.
"B-but it is!" Dan protested, but he moved without resisting. He wanted to leave too, considering what had just happened. Maybe he wasn't so lucky after all. "I-I'm sorry Echizen-kun!" He said once more. No matter how many times he apologized, he still felt guilty.
"Um…" Dan bit his lip. "I-I'll see you later." He said before exiting Ryoma's room. He proceeded to run down the hallway with the intentions of going his own room. Dan needed some time to himself.
“It’s fine,” Ryoma said shortly, bitterly thanking whatever deity had decided to laugh down upon him that at least Dan was leaving without a fight. And as soon as he’d shut the door behind the other mutant, Echizen Ryoma turned around and ran into his nice, new bathroom and was very, very sick.
Rating: PG-13 for some language, violent imagery I guess
Summary: Dan wants to know all about Ryoma and his powers, only they both get a bit more than they bargained for.
Dan was excited to hear from the other kids in his classes about a new student entering Ryuhana. It was more exciting to hear that the new student was supposedly short. Maybe only a person like Dan would be ecstatic to hear news like that. This was the reason why he was in the new dorm wing. Honestly the new section intimidated him, but he had wanted to meet the new kid, Echi-, Echi-something.
The postcog stared at the number clearly stated on the wall. This was the third floor. Now to only find the Echi-something person. For a while he wandered from door to door knocking on them and repeatedly asking for an Echi-something person, he couldn't even remember his name. Dan almost gave up on finding the right room. Hesitantly he knocked on the door and waited for a reply. Who knew finding one room could be so hard.
Ryoma slid off the bed and went to the door, wondering who it was that had been slowly making their way down the hall for a good few minutes now. He’d been almost tempted to open the door and see, but staring at the ceiling had, surprisingly, won out. Now, though, with the knocking sounding on his own door, he supposed he should get up and see who it was. It was a wonder they’d made it this far – this last wing of the hall wasn’t otherwise occupied.
He pulled open the door, blinking as he came face-to-face with the boy on the other side. That alone was a bit surprising – Ryoma rarely came face-to-face so literally with anyone, since he hadn’t gotten his stupid growth spurt yet (as Niou-san liked to remind him of, and often). Wait… that Dan kid who’d mentioned coming by was short, right…? “Uh… yeah?” he asked, studying the other closely.
"D-does your name start with Echi?" Dan asked with hopeful eagerness. It was becoming a routine. Knock, wait, ask, and leave. Mostly no one responded to his sometimes excessive knocking. His large eyes stared at Ryoma for a moment before widening in surprise, if they could get any bigger than they already were.
"You're my height! Dadadadan! I think I found you!" He exclaimed with no thought to the volume of his voice. Dan felt his excitement swell at the sight of well, a forehead. It had been a long time since he had seen one of those without having to move his head.
Ryoma winced a little as the other exclaimed with glee, but he supposed it was too late to slam the door in his face. And he was bored. “Echi-zen,” he clarified with a bit of a sigh. “You’re Dan, right?” As if there was any way he could possibly be mistaken by now. “Took you long enough.” He paused, feeling a bit of a smirk play across his lips. “Or I guess I didn’t tell you which room I was in, huh.” He stepped aside, allowing the other entrance if he wanted it. Maybe now they could find something to do.
Dan shook his head rapidly to show that he was right. "Wow, you remembered my name too!" He entered the room without hesitating that this person was a stranger, an acquaintance at the most. "I looked for a long time. I had to go to every single door on this floor. It was really tiring." Dan commented about his search for Ryoma's room. "A bigger hint than the third floor in the new dorm wing would have been helpful, but it was…fun. Next time you come look for my room! I'll even time it to see how long you take!"
Ryoma snorted a bit and closed the door, coming back into the room to sit on the bed again. “Well, couldn’tve taken that long, considering I’m the only one in this hall,” he observed as the other looked around his very bare room. “And I guess I don’t mind… but it depends on whether or not we’ve ‘trained’ together first. I might have an unfair advantage.” Hanamura-sensei had said something at his initial physical and powers evaluation about his being able to track any mutant once he’d synched with them. She’d said it was probably limited to his current range, which was only about ten meters in any direction, but he figured that was enough to give him a head start.
He pinched the bridge of his nose – for some reason he was getting a headache. He hoped it would go away. Maybe it was from being this close to another mutant. Though Fuji-san hadn’t given him a headache. He wondered idly if maybe Dan’s powers weren’t stronger than Fuji-san’s. Wouldn’t that be a riot.
"Really? It must get a little lonely up here all by yourself. Don't you get scared, Echizen-kun? I mean what if you're sleeping in your room and this big criminal breaks into your room and and um…he's really mean! Wouldn't you be afraid? I'd be afraid." Dan asked seriously as if a criminal would climb three floors just to rob him.
"Trained? What do you mean by that? Like running around and doing push-ups and sit-ups until your body hurts? What's your power anyway?" Dan was like an endless stream of questions. Before others could get answered he was already asking more.
Ryoma blinked as a barrage of questions was flung into his face. He waited for the other to take a breath, trying to get each question – and whether or not he deemed it answer-worthy – straight in his mind. “It’s not lonely, and I’m not scared,” he said in answer to the first question. Really, it was the third floor – who on earth would climb all this way just to rob him? He didn’t have anything anyway.
“And I mean the weird kind of training they do here, not gym class,” he said in answer to the second. Maybe this Dan kid was new too. “Haven’t they talked to you about your power yet? Well,” he shrugged, “’less yours is like mine, maybe they haven’t. Not like I know. And I synch. I do whatever you do when you’re around me. Only not now. Under shields.”
He paused his aggressive interrogation as Ryoma answered his questions. "You're really brave, Echizen-kun! I think I would scream if a criminal was in my room." Dan relaxed when he realized that his flow of questions had nearly stopped.
"Um, I guess so. There's not much to say about them. I'm postcognitive so I see things that have already happened. So if I was really good at my powers I could have seen you be born, but that would be really creepy so I'm not going to even try. How old are you anyway? Do you like cats or dogs? I'm fifteen and I like both." Those were the last questions, really. Dan couldn't think up of anymore besides them unless he really wanted to dwell in utter randomness. "So you could see the past just like me if there weren't any shields?" Okay, so maybe just one more question.
Ryoma rolled his eyes and prepared for the next onslaught of questioning. He was not disappointed. Postcognitive, though… that was interesting. Nothing he would’ve thought up on his own. Though probably not stronger than Fuji-san, then, so why did he have this damned headache?
He tried to get the new questions straight in his head. Well, he mused, at least he wasn’t bored any more. And the first two were easy. “Yeah, that would be creepy,” he commented, then moved on. “I’m fifteen. I… guess I like cats. I have one at home.” And he already missed her, though no one would get that out of him if they tortured him. “And yeah, I guess I could,” he finished with a bit of a half-grin. That might be kind of cool, he thought. He wondered if Dan had any control over what he saw – that would be even better. Maybe he could figure out how his father had gotten his mother to marry him, for one… “C’n you decide what you see? Sounds kind of cool.”
Dan fidgeted as he resisted the urge to ask about the name of his cat. When he was around strangers and talking to them, sometimes he couldn't help, but get to know them better. To him the mini interrogation was the best possible way to do so, but occasionally confusion set in when he lost track of the questions and their answers.
"It depends. It's usually really random, but when I concentrate on a certain subject then it narrows things down. Like if I think apples all day I'll probably see something to do with apples. Hanamura-sensei says I don't have enough control yet to get what I want though." That was the reason why he had motivated himself to start working hard with his powers. He just wanted to see normal things and possibly just stop them altogether. Although that could already be happening. He had already missed his weekly vision. "I think your powers are cooler. I mean you could do anything!"
Ryoma snorted. “Not so cool in a school full of mutants,” he countered, glancing at Dan thoughtfully. That’s what most people said at first. “Imagine walking down the hall and sprouting the powers of whoever’s closest. No thank you. S’why Hanamura’s got me under shields ‘till I can do it myself.” Talking to Dan was completely different than talking to Fuji-san or Niou-san, he thought idly. The kid was… well, he was still a kid, though Ryoma still refused to think of himself as a kid even if they were the same age. But somehow he didn’t feel uncomfortable telling Dan what he did. Or what its limitations were. “Otherwise it’d be… not so good, you get my drift?”
He glanced at the ceiling again. “Though I guess in your case it wouldn’t be too bad. We’d just see apples together, ya know? C’n you do it on call, at least? Or does it just happen?” Secretly he was a bit ashamed that he had no such control over his power, and was kind of hoping this Dan kid didn’t either.
His lips formed a small 'o' to show that he understood. He should be calling himself lucky for the power that he received. Nothing too bad happened with him. He couldn't die from it or anything. "So you'd get injured really badly, won't you? Or um…that. That must be terrible, but at least you're protected."
"Not yet. They should be happening to me every Tuesday, but it's weird. They haven't been working this week so I haven't seen anything at all. It'll happen anytime of the day though, but I've been working on it so I can delay it. But seeing things like that get really boring after a while. Grass swayed a lot in history." That was something they never taught you in History. He'd already seen a total of seventeen grass swaying moments, which were boring, but better than the violent ones. "Anyway, have you ever used someone else's powers yet?"
Ryoma shrugged. “Dunno about injured, I guess. Depends on the power. Don’t wanna go finding out unless I have to, though.” He remembered Niou-san mentioning something about someone with wings. That did not sound pleasant.
He laughed a little at Dan’s comment about his visions ‘not working,’ like they were a machine or something. And about the grass. “Guess it did, huh? There’s a lot of grass out there,” he acknowledged. “And yeah, I have used someone else’s powers, a lot of times. ‘Cept I didn’t know I was doing it half the time, and none of it was intentional.” He thought back to the many times when he’d gleaned snatches of unnatural powers from people he’d passed, never realizing it until he was floating in the air or ducking something that hadn’t happened yet. There had been exceptions, obviously, like the last time he’d accidentally synched with someone… that had not ended so harmlessly. And now there was a big hole in the arcade back home to prove it.
Dan was actually starting to feel thankful for his boring, but mostly harmless postcognition. Pain wasn't something he enjoyed feeling and he could imagine the hurt if Ryoma randomly picked up powers like Kaidoh's.
"I wish there was more grass." Dan sighed with his mixed feelings on the matter. He wanted to see something exciting happen, but at the same time he didn't. Exciting usually meant violent, which usually ended in some gruesome, scarring moment. "Echizen-kun, was it fun? Like was using their powers ever fun? Or was it scary? Thrilling?" The questions were back, but it was from pure curiosity to know how it felt.
Ryoma actually considered the question a moment. “Well… like I said, half the time I didn’t realize I was doing it until they were gone. Doesn’t usually last too long – my range’s not that big.” Now he thought about the few times he had realized he was using powers that weren’t his. Those times he could count on one hand, ending with the fourth, the time that had convinced him maybe something really was wrong with him. “Uh… the last time it was kinda fun, I guess, only not really ‘cause I couldn’t control what I was doing. Something with energy. It blew up a lot of stuff. Kinda lost control. Guess it was a little scary,” he admitted, mostly for Dan’s sake. He hadn’t been scared, really – more like concerned that he wouldn’t be able to make it stop. That synch had lasted longer than any of the previous ones.
Dan listened quietly in order to try and comprehend it all. He had never discussed his powers so in depth and the same could be said about other people. He was rather ignorant of the things around him and never really learned so much about someone's powers. Dan didn't even fully understand his own despite it being a simple power.
"I hope everyone was alright." Dan replied. He would have been scared too just like how he felt during his scary visions. He couldn't stop those and his control over them was still small, too small. Speaking of powers, his eyes had started to get that tired feeling again. He rubbed them and hoped it was just the decreased amount of sleep he got. Some homework assignments kept him up for a while.
“It was fine. Well,” he smirked, “I was. The kid whose fault it really was got caught. And the arcade… well they got a few new windows.” He blinked, feeling suddenly tired. But it was just the middle of the afternoon… At least the headache was fading. A little. Maybe that’s why he felt tired. “But that’s about it for the exciting part.” He stopped, watching Dan blink the same way he was. Hm, he thought, the other must be tired too. “Huh – don’t get enough sleep?” he asked.
Dan rubbed his right eye with his right hand. The feeling was getting worse and he guessed what it was. It was probably the whole discussion about their powers that was triggering it. Well that's what Hanamura-sensei told him, that it was all related to his thoughts. The worst thing was that he didn't have his green bandana with him; it still being torn due to his forgetfulness to bring it to Ohtori.
"I think…um maybe it's my power. I always get sleepy whenever it starts to work and um…" Dan trailed off as colors began to replace those in his left eye. Details were fuzzy at first, but as the colors spread across the vision of his left and a tiny bit of his right, they became more distinct. Dan frowned as he remembered Ryoma's powers. "Your shield…It's working, right?"
Ryoma blinked again – his vision was going… funny. There was something wrong. It was like he’d looked into a flash with his left eye – he couldn’t really see out of it. Well, no, that wasn’t right – he could see out of it… only it didn’t look like he was looking at the same place as his right eye, which still saw Dan sitting across from him.
He blinked again. Or not. Now he couldn’t see Dan with either eye. “Shit – I don’t think it is. Are you seeing something?” he asked, blinking, trying to see through the fuzzy swirl of colors that had replaced his room and the boy in front of him. He could… hear something, too. It sounded like it was off in the distance, muffled by cotton… but he could hear it…
Dan looked at whatever it was that he was seeing. To anyone else not experiencing this, it would have seemed like the boy was staring off into space. He squinted while wondering if squinting would work. It wasn't necessary either way as the details sharpened. There seemed to be water, that seemed well. Water visions never ended that badly. It seemed to be on a beach too, that was also good, Dan guessed. He did like beaches. But there were other things there too. Big boats or something and things flying in the air. He waited as the details sharpened to a clearer picture.
He yelped as he saw armed soldiers surge past him, some falling to the ground. This was weird and it was getting scary. Dan in the midst of his panic, pulled up his blue shirt over his eyes. His messy black hair covered the T-shirt hole making him resemble a carrot waiting to be picked. "Echizen-kun? Are you still there?" His voice was going higher than it already was with the panic and terror beginning to seize him. He knew what was going on.
Ryoma blinked again, as the colors began to settle into… a beach. Water and sand. But something was wrong. The noises he’d heard a moment ago were getting louder, so loud that he could barely hear Dan’s squeak… next to him? Were they still in his room? “I… I dunno… I can only see… Wha-?” He yelped as the sound grew louder, a whining that threatened to split his skull. Something exploded to his left. Something – someone – screamed. The water went red. Now there were people screaming all around him, soldiers running and yelling and falling, and he couldn’t tell if he was even in his room anymore.
Worst of all, closing his eyes didn’t seem to work very well.
Hanamura-sensei had said something about this to him. That he could stop it, but right now he wasn't calm enough to think straight. Dan felt like crying from the frustration and terror. He wanted to stop it, but his thoughts were so jumbled that concentrating on stopping it was a distant thought.
"Echizen-kun!" Dan shouted as he saw someone in plain vision be shot down in a bloody, horrible mess. It was frightening, by far the worst. "Where are you?" Dan helplessly called as he stumbled around on the floor with his hands searching for Ryoma. "T-t-try closing y-your eyes!" He advised, a trick that he always employed. His shirt was blinding his right eye vision, but at least it made him feel safer.
He thought he heard Dan beneath the din of the carnage, but he couldn’t make out what the other had said. He felt himself start to shake uncontrollably, but he couldn’t stop watching as man after man fell before him into the ocean, staining the waves red. There was so much shouting and screaming and gunfire that he could barely think; pure panic was beginning to race down his veins – what if he was actually here, what if Dan’s power wasn’t what they thought it was, what if he got shot next? “Oh shit, oh shit, ohshitohshit…” He finally regained enough control to squat, squeezing his eyes shut and slapping his hands over his ears, trying to make it all go away.
Thoughts were racing through Dan's head. What did Hanamura-sensei tell him? Why wasn't it ending? They usually ended after a minute, but this seemed like forever. Maybe it was another change in his powers? Despite the gory scene playing as Dan tried to locate Ryoma, he still had more questions forming inside of him.
Dan finally gathered the courage to open his eyes. He pulled down the shirt and tried to ignore what was taking place in his left eye. Quickly he scrambled over to Ryoma and placed his hands on Ryoma's shoulders. "Echizen-kun! Are y-you alright? E-echizen-kun!" Dan shouted thinking that his powers had done something harmful to Echizen. He felt tears beginning to well up in his eyes, there was so many people getting killed.
He felt relief wash over him as the images got blurrier. The details got fuzzy just as he saw many more die in a gruesome way. It was going away.
Oh God, someone was grabbing him, they were going to kill him, he was going to die –
But suddenly the noise began to subside; Ryoma dared to open his eyes and saw – oh shit, someone else dying – but it was blurry… it was fading… He blinked again, and realized it was Dan shaking him, shouting at him, only now he could hear his voice more clearly than the whines and explosions.
He gulped in deep breaths of air-conditioned air, blinking rapidly, trying to make everything except for Dan go away. “D-Dan?” he managed hoarsely. It looked like he was… back in his room.
"Are you alright? What happened? Shields?" Dan asked when he realized that Ryoma was responding to him. He looked down at the floor before rubbing his eyes with the sleeve of his shirt. Some of the tears had found a way to escape. "Are you okay?" Dan repeated as he hugged the other boy. Hugs had always comforted him whether it was hugging his teddy bear, Mr. Hugs, or hugging someone like his mother.
"I'm really s-sorry, E-echizen-kun. I didn't m-mean for you t-to…see that." Dan sniffed while feeling guilty about the whole thing.
Dan was… apologizing to him? Only half of Ryoma’s mind seemed to be working. He started as the other boy suddenly leaned forward and hugged him. “I – I’m fine, Dan…” he heard himself say, thought he was really anything but. He knew better than to tell Dan that, though – the other obviously felt guilty. “No… it’s fine. It’s not your fault,” he heard himself say, even as he felt his body begin to move as if on autopilot.
He stood, dragging Dan with him. “I think maybe you should go,” he said, knowing it was rude and not caring in the least. He needed Dan out of here. Now.
"B-but it is!" Dan protested, but he moved without resisting. He wanted to leave too, considering what had just happened. Maybe he wasn't so lucky after all. "I-I'm sorry Echizen-kun!" He said once more. No matter how many times he apologized, he still felt guilty.
"Um…" Dan bit his lip. "I-I'll see you later." He said before exiting Ryoma's room. He proceeded to run down the hallway with the intentions of going his own room. Dan needed some time to himself.
“It’s fine,” Ryoma said shortly, bitterly thanking whatever deity had decided to laugh down upon him that at least Dan was leaving without a fight. And as soon as he’d shut the door behind the other mutant, Echizen Ryoma turned around and ran into his nice, new bathroom and was very, very sick.
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Date: 2005-07-25 03:01 pm (UTC)Niou:
*shoves Ryoma's head down the toilet <3**showers them with blankets and love and affection <3*ooc: strikes deleted x_x *thwaps Niou*
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Date: 2005-07-25 10:42 pm (UTC)They can take them on walks together or something. <3
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Date: 2005-07-25 10:50 pm (UTC)Re: ooc ^^;
Date: 2005-07-26 12:28 am (UTC)Dan: -puts on a collar and a leash- Do I get a treat for doing that?
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Date: 2005-07-26 12:33 am (UTC)XDDDD;;
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Date: 2005-07-26 06:20 am (UTC)Ryoma: I HATE YOU ALL GRRR.
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Date: 2005-07-27 03:04 pm (UTC)Ryoma: ... Maybe. Depends. Will it hurt?
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Date: 2005-07-27 03:10 pm (UTC)[ooc; even here, the hearts.. *shakes head*]
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Date: 2005-07-27 03:40 pm (UTC)[ooc; heart. geh]
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Date: 2005-07-27 04:06 pm (UTC)Are you in denial again?
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Date: 2005-07-27 04:18 pm (UTC)Unless you're just jealous.And I'm not in denail (ever, let alone 'again'). You're just weird.Re: ooc ^^;
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