Flights of Meh-ncy [Open]

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Pixie darted around the skyline of the city, quite honestly bored with herself. She supposed that she could have gone to the media library, but really wasn't something she was feeling all that moment, and one could only groove to so many Dazzler tunes in the Sensoriums before getting bored of that as well.

Exhausting all of her resources (and convincing herself that it would be improper to sell people her hallucinogenic pixie dust), Pixie had instead decided to play Tinkerbell. Sure, it was immature, but she had wings, and what better thing to do than circle around this castle or that, pretending to be the famous fairy that Walt Disney had made his mascot so many years ago?

A lot, actually, Megan, Pixie thought to herself as she circled around the Gotham Clocktower before coming down in the statuary.

She hadn't actually seen this place before either, now that she came to think of it. Hopefully, none of the statues here would show her things she would rather not know. She'd had enough of that upstairs.

She landed in front of Luke Skywalker and flipped a switch at its base. Nothing. She flipped it again. Still nothing. Pixie then backed away and sprinkled sparkly pixie dust on the statue. Still nothing, but at least it looked pretty?

Pixie sighed.

She needed something...adventurous.

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"Oh, no! Not like that. Although, okay, I do have stabby powers...but they only work on magical things." Pixie lifted up her right hand and made a little zigzag in the air in front of her. A trail of shimmering pixie dust followed her fingers before dying out a moment later. "Part of my mutant powers. I make hallucinogenic pixie dust."

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Jayne's eyes went wide watching the display as he processed her words.

"You make drugs?" He made it suddenly that much more simplistic.

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Pixie's eyes widened at that. "I never...thought of it...that...way?"

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"Dust that makes people see stuff that ain't there." Jayne reasoned out loud. "Sounds like drugs to me. If you could sell that stuff I bet you'd be richer then a damned king...err...queen. People are crazy bought that sorta thing."

Suddenly a sharper look crossed his eyes, "wait...good visions or bad visions?" Such was very important in the money making venture. It meant the difference between who you sold it to.

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"Umm. That's an...uncontrollable variable? No one knows what they'll see until they're dusted. It's something even I can't control."

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"Huh..." He shrugged, "Well someone'd still pay for a drug like that. People are stupid about that sorta thing." He grinned, "But stupid people are good for some quick cash."

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"..." Pixie's wings fluttered as she thought, hard. It's not as though she had never considered playing around with her dust like that, but doing so...

Wouldn't that, like, put me in Kid Omega territory?

She tilted her head. "...what kind of currency would one use on the meatship?"

[icanhashat.livejournal.com]

Jayne looked pensive...which for him looked strange.

"Probably trade. If you sold it when we stop at planets you might get more on account of the sensorium's being more useful."

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Pixie nodded her head. She caught Jayne's pensive look, but didn't comment on it. As it was, she wasn't sure if it was something that she could really do, unless she were at a Dazzler concert or something. "Don't know if it'd be the brightest idea."

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"Coarse it's a good idea." Jayne retorted, "Money is always a good idea."

Well...not always. Money had more then a couple times almost gotten him killed.

"No way to know till you try."

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"I know but...and okay, I've toyed with the idea when I'm bored? But. It's, quite literally, an uncontrollable substance. What if it shows someone their worst fear, and they die because of it?" If that happened in a fight against a really bad guy, Pixie didn't mind so much. But an innocent? So wrong.

[icanhashat.livejournal.com]

Jayne groaned, and thus came the real problem with his "Brilliant" scheme. Pixie wasn't totally immoral.

"S'their own fault if their stupid enough to take stuff to mess with reality in the first place." He reasoned though he already knew this was a losing fight. He'd seen her type before.

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She was only missing a piece of her soul - not the whole thing.

"..." Pixie considered this. "We could try it the next time we land somewhere. I mean...I'd need...you know. To not be alone?" Because it was tempting. Especially if she could trade it for stuff. "So if you're game..."