Nineteenth PSI

[a_gentle_boy]

[filtered to Vince]
Mist -- . . . Vince?  If you're free sometime soon . . . Sometime really soon, preferably.  And, um.  If you don't mind having to pull off a small miracle.  And . . . If you promise not to yell at me or anything when you see me.

I really need a haircut.

[filtered to Luke, Wy, Shiraasan, Lyn, Ness, and Duster]
Are you all OK?  Did you make it through the night?

[open call]
Did anyone find out anything interesting at the party?  I think I might've gotten something . . . I don't know if it's important.  It seems as if Billy is nice as long as you play along -- He likes fire a lot, and he likes it when you don't mind about him setting them.  If you say anything about it, though, he gets upset really quickly.

It might be nothing.  I don't know.  If anyone runs into him, though . . . try and humor him.  . . . Maybe things would have gone differently if I agreed.

[For anyone who runs into him, Lucas now dons a stylish hat pulled down low over his face, and a strip of cloth cut as a mask wrapped around the top of his head with a single eyehole for his right eye.  If anyone asks, he is playing cops and robbers.  He bumps into things a lot.]

Comments

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Well hi, Lucas, if it isn't just the last person in the world you could conceivably want to see right now. He was just walking down the street to clear his head, hands jammed in his pockets, when he noticed you bopping into crap.

Right now, he's just staring. Not in amusement or schadenfreude. Just...staring.]

pft i just posted in your thread

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas barely notices due to the fact that the pole he slammed into was on his right side. All he sees right now are stars.]

You'd think robbers would get caught more easily.

LOL I know, how wonderful.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Well that was....fun. He's honestly tempted to laugh at that. Screw that. He at least snickers some at it. ...And then he's walking towards you. He doesn't really know why. But he can't stop himself. You're just so...pathetic looking.

And he's just going to pause, looking at you. Trying to say something, and repeatedly failing. Until he finally croaks out lightly.]

.....You okay?

Let's, uh. Handwave continuity somehow.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas turns his head sharply at that voice and stares until he can focus his good eye on the boy standing before him.

Did Porky just ask him if he was OK?]

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

I-I'm fine. . . . Thanks, Porky.

[It's a good thing half his face is covered. Now he only half-looks like he's staring at someone with three heads.]

LOL Alternate timeline what have we created; or it could simply happen earlier, IDK

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey shrugs, before smiling maliciously.]

Uh-huh. It'd be terrible if something so amusing really got hurt. The hat and bandage by the way? Looks good on you.

[For what it's worth? The insult sounds a lot more half-hearted then it usually would be. So now he'll just turn around and try to beat a retreat. Especially since he met your kicking friend a week or so back. He'd rather not get the shit kicked out of him if he happens to come along.]

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

... He did something to you.

That works!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

It's a mask. And I think it looks, um. Cool.

[Yeah no he doesn't. He didn't need bandages. He just needed something to cover up that patch of charred, dead skin around his eye he hadn't been able to bear debriding himself.]

. . . Hold on, Porky.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

B-Billy?

. . . No, um. We played pretty nicely for a while. It was almost like playing with anyone else but a lot more explosions.

[Lucas is bad at lying.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He stops. He sighs, and looks pissed, but he stops.]

What?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Um.

[He wasn't sure what to say, only that if he hadn't stopped Porky from just leaving, he would regret it. . . . He'd probably regret it more if he said the wrong thing.]

. . . . . Thanks. Really.

[There is a smile there.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

.....Yeah. Alright.

[He just gives a small shrug, but he doesn't keep the utterly, utterly pissed look on his face he usually has.]

Anything else?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[No not really. . . . But Porky had said something nice to him. That didn't happen everyday. . . . Lucas feels as if he deserves a reward or something.]

. . . Um. Don't talk to Billy if you can help it.

[Laugh at him all you want, Porky. Lucas lifts his hat up briefly to reveal the ruined remains of his hair and part of his raw, red scalp.]

That's it.

[windmill.livejournal.com]

[creepily creeping around Lucas like a creeper. he has a paper bag.]

Got you a little something.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey doesn't do well in any situation, let alone awkward ones. And yeah, even he's societally conscious enough to realize how awkward this is.]

Pfeh, I'll try not to, even though the little jerk lives-

[And now just staring at your horrible burn wound, Lucas.]

...next door to me.

[And now he's just staring at Lucas.]

Are you still gonna tell me about how people are all good and wonderful now?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas smiles and blinks for a few seconds.]

Oh! I can cut holes in that for my eyes. Thanks, Mr. Netherlands.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas smiles sadly at that, the hat replaced on his head.]

You wouldn't want to hear it. But I can't blame them . . . It's whoever's controlling them. And who's to say that they're people?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He just looks at you dully for a minute, before cracking a miniscule smile at the end of his lips, before turning to leave again.]

Well, at least we can agree on that last part.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas lets him go this time, turning after watching Porky move into the distance.

Then he clonks into the exact same pole since he had forgotten it was right beside him. Why did he even turn around? He was going the same way Porky had just went. Darn it.]

[numanstan.livejournal.com]

Sure! And trust me, whatever it is, I've probably seen much worse.

I'll be over soon, alright?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

T-Thanks. Take your time.

[ . . . He wonders whether or not that's true. He kind of hopes it is. Lucas had considered simply shaving off all his hair but he was afraid he would still cut himself. And he'd had enough of being a hurt for a while.]

[numanstan.livejournal.com]

[Oh, it's true alright. This is the man who does Howard's hair, after all.

He'll be over a relatively short time later, knocking at Lucas' door. He brought his own scissors and everything!]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[The door opens cautiously before a hand reaches out and drags Vince in. Vince may notice that all the curtains are drawn -- in addition to Lucas's bizarre get-up, of course.]

Hi, M -- Vince. [He was going to remember to stop doing that someday.] Thanks a lot for coming.

[avengesthesky.livejournal.com]

Definitely don't try walking away from the conversation first either.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . What happened?

[avengesthesky.livejournal.com]

I had my shirt set on fire, ( pause. ) He gave me such a... evil look before it happened, I guess I should have figured something was wrong.