Habit Turned to Landscape [Open]

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

It's so easy to feel weightless in water.

Eva docks her boat, secures it with all the knots she remembers from her home, and jumps into the ocean. The waves are small and the sand at the bottom is just within reach of her feet. In a normal climate, this would be a horrible place to try and keep a boat, but tides and reefs and high shores don't much matter in the Sensoriums, where everything can be fixed and changed the instant it becomes a problem. So she's conjured up a beach and a sea and a perfect replica of her favorite boat from home, and a sunny, breezy day to illuminate the whole thing.

Too often lately she's been scared and angry and melancholy. None of this is going to be fixed with a quick imaginary trip to the beach. But as she floats on her back, breathing in salty air, it's easy to forget that, even if just for the moment.

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[battorch]

To that, Tim couldn't help but smirk as she dips back under the water. "Stacy's not that great about the pay, no," he says as she comes back up.

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"So - and this not a criticism, just picking your brain," she says, then cringes at that turn of phrase. "Why is an upstanding young man like yourself engaging in lofty superheroics instead of getting ready for prom?"

[battorch]

Tim's smirk changes to a frown-- both at Eva's telling cringe, and at the direction of questioning. It was... a complicated issue, and he was far from willing to talk about himself too openly. "No girlfriend to take," he said, half jokingly. Which was a complicated issue on its own-- and really, he was a drop out anyway.

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"I guess that's as good an excuse as any." She can tell he wants to drop it, so she does. She has no intention of upsetting him. "I feel like I'm missing all the date nights with my husband still in the pods."

[battorch]

Tim nodded. Of course, there was the huge moral issue behind what he did, which he was somewhat more willing to talk about-- but still not completely. His motivations were his own.

"Understandable," he said instead, paying careful attention to her wording. "But at least he's safe."

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

She frowns a little. "Presumably."

Well. Nothing like talking about traumatizing childhoods and potentially dead spouses to cheer up a conversation. "You know, if you wanted to do something that wouldn't end with you drowning in your cape, I could call up a different setting."

[battorch]

"He is," Tim says in response, voice serious. He had no idea what world they were even from... but he was tired of losing people. "We're finding a way to fix this."

He shook his head, though, in offer of the change. "Thank you for the offer. I'm all right though-- I should leave you to your relaxation."

((ooc: ... this icon is angrier looking than it needs to be. OH WELL??))

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"You keep telling yourself that, Cowled Avenger," she says cynically. "Maybe it'll even be true."

She waves a hand at him. "I'll see you around. Hard to miss the cape."

[battorch]

"It is," Tim said flatly. He didn't want to take anything else for an answer. He didn't really leave room for another answer anyway-- he nodded to her goodbye and replied "see you around" back, before he ducked silently out.