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trans_92010-07-05 09:07 pm
telekinetic_badass) wrote in trans_92010-07-05 09:07 pm
Damn Paperclip [Open]
Julian glared at the paperclip. Or, rather, the charred shard of metal that used to be a paperclip, which was sitting on the floor of an otherwise empty sensorium.
He had tried to pick it up and move it, something that should be a simple task for a telekinetic like him, but his precision control was still shot to hell. He ended up using too much energy in too small a space, which resulted in an explosion.
For the fifth time in a row.
It was getting annoying. He used to have perfect control. Hell, he was on the verge of learning how to disassemble molecules. Now, thanks to Emma unleashing him into overdrive, he can move a mountain through sheer force of will, but can't pick up anything smaller than an SUV without exploding it.
He was getting better at it with practice, but it was slow and frustrating. But damn it all to hell if he was going to ask for help. He could do this on his own. He'd just have to try again.
Which he did, having the sensoriums make another paperclip for him. All he had to do was concentrate, focus, grab hold of it, lift it and then.... then shield his eyes from shrapnel as that one exploded too.
"Dammit..."
He had tried to pick it up and move it, something that should be a simple task for a telekinetic like him, but his precision control was still shot to hell. He ended up using too much energy in too small a space, which resulted in an explosion.
For the fifth time in a row.
It was getting annoying. He used to have perfect control. Hell, he was on the verge of learning how to disassemble molecules. Now, thanks to Emma unleashing him into overdrive, he can move a mountain through sheer force of will, but can't pick up anything smaller than an SUV without exploding it.
He was getting better at it with practice, but it was slow and frustrating. But damn it all to hell if he was going to ask for help. He could do this on his own. He'd just have to try again.
Which he did, having the sensoriums make another paperclip for him. All he had to do was concentrate, focus, grab hold of it, lift it and then.... then shield his eyes from shrapnel as that one exploded too.
"Dammit..."
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Another paper clip appears and Kon picks it up and starts twisting it into different shapes. Pretzels, stars, he even goes all fancy and does an S-shield, a woman's figure (va va voom)...
"When you're working your teke on something else, and you really look at that something else, do you still see it as something else?"
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"Your teke? When you get down to it? It protects you. It's turned outward everywhere, but never turned inward, right? It takes effort to hurt anything inside that bubble, inside the field--you don't unconsciously stub your toe with your teke, you'd have to want to hurt yourself with it to get caught with it. No inside edge, only an outside edge; it's like a bubble, but while the insides calm and can't hurt you, the outside'll cut through or blow up anything that comes too close."
Kon holds up his hand, with the floating paper clip there.
"Look close."
The way the light bent, there was an inner ring, an inner aura that was brighter and protected Kon and an outer bluer edge that thrummed with explosive energy. The inner ring was bent around the paperclip, so that it was fully enclosed in his field of teke.
"If you're not just gonna blow something up, you have to trick your brain into thinking whatever you're trying to move is part of you, is something close, is something you're trying to protect. Just like when you shield someone and cause everything around you to explode, you trick your brain into thinking that person is part of you too, don't you? They're inside, rather than out, so they don't just blow up, too."
Kon flicks him the paper clip.
"You can't let your brain see the small thing as 'other.' It has to be in the field, it has to be shielded, it has to be like a part of yourself."
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He gave a skeptical look back at Kon, then he tried again. The paperclip was part of him, and floating it would be like opening the palm of his hand. Bending it would be like bending one of his own fingers, and...
...and a piece of the paperclips suddenly fired off, launched across the room and pinged off the wall.
"Yeah.... that's gonna take some practice."
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"I used to be good at this. Real good." He brought the paperclips to his face for a closer look. "I... I could almost see the molecules, like I could feel what something was made of, and I could see even the smallest cracks, scratches, and flaws..."
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"Unfortunately, he was nearly two thousand miles away, and she only had minutes at best. At my top speeds, it would've taken a few hours. So I asked... someone for help." Another someone who wasn't just someone. "She was a telepath, she went into my head, and broke the natural mental blocks that kept my powers in check.
"I basically went into overdrive, and got from Dallas to New York in under three minutes. Managed to get her to the person in time. Passed out for forty hours afterward. In the process, my mental blocks repaired, but came back in the wrong place, basically. On the upside, I'm more powerful, but now I have to relearn how to pick up a paperclip without exploding it."
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"For the record, I was being sarcastic. I didn't mean for you to actually get more vague."
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"We'll have to train your mind to loosen up your tk field so it moves more like something liquid. We'll also have to get you used to thinking of things as other and manipulating them as such."
Hn.
"You know, if we could merge into one being, we'd be the most awesome telekinetic since the Phoenix."
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