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snowblindmemes2018-10-13 09:32 pm
POWER RE/GAIN MEME
hey it's been like a million years since we did the

POWER RE/GAIN MEME
BONUS HORRIBLE:
haha wouldn't it be terrible if your character got their powers while also re/experiencing the effects of a previous event like noisy black or no light? Haha yeah that'd be the worst huh
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see,
touching his port was a no-no in life
it is EXTREMELY OFF-LIMITS in this newly discovered unlife, and he reacts by snarling. Thankfully, she gets the briefest of reprieve as he pulls back instinctively, curling his shaking fingers protectively around the metal circle. ]
The hands stay outside the head, daughter of John! Fingers OUTSIDE of the skull! MY skull!
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[ The snarl is heart-wrenchingly familiar. There are buried memories - fake memories - of Jack laughing and Beckett pleading and of a book being torn and then--
Nuh-uh. She lands, wings fading, and reaches out again. Slowly. No sudden movements. ]
Okay, I think... we need to get you to a doctor. We can find John! Not... Jack-John. John Watson.
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[ Though, is she? She was. Was and will forever be? No. She was cleaned.
Truly, it's the only thing holding him back. ]
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[ Oh, that's actually kind of upsetting. She withdraws the hand - no longer glowing, her tattoos now an unfamiliar flat blue - and lets it drop to her side.
Weh. ]
Iunno what'd make you say that, but we have to - you have to get your head looked at. We could find House, I guess, or - or other Rhys? He knows how to treat some stuff, right?
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disappears
though, if she's paying enough attention, footprints appear in the snow, slowly-then-less-slowly-then-QUICKLY leading to her position --
And then there he is again, behind her, hands on her shoulders and teeth at her shoulder. ]
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This is one of those times. So Rhys is a vampire, huh. Well, fuck. ]
Nonononono, don't--!
[ And she slaps backwards at his face, too shocked to do much more. HEY NO THIS IS NOT OKAY. BAD REES. BAD! ]
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But it's not enough. He's too new, too inexperienced, but he feels her pulse under his hand.
Much stronger. M o r e.
The teeth leave her shoulder and tear recklessly into her neck instead. ]
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[ It's hard to think straight when you're panicking, but as Rhys' teeth sink into her neck Angel finally manages it. Sort of. She thinks of Beckett baring his fangs and of the taste of blood at the back of her throat and of the pain of the shock collar around her neck.
Stop. ]
Ph-- Phase--!
[ Her arm glows white, and Rhys' robot arm starts flailing like her own. It's not exactly a targeted punch, but maybe she'll score a lucky hit? Or at least distract him enough that he stops feeding before she, like. Dies. That would suck.
Heh, because sucks and vampires and
I'm very tired ]
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He yelps and drops back into the snow, landing on the arm in an attempt to corral it. ]
Space witch, out of my head!
-- please! It's so crowded. There's no more room.
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[ Rhys' arm falls still. Angel clutches at her throat with both hands, trying to staunch the bleeding, and shakily wobbles her way back into the air. If she stays out of reach she'll be fine, right?
Wow that is a lot of blood, though. ]
What happened to you?? This isn't what you're supposed to-- I mean -- seriously, what?
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[ It's a completely mindfucky experience, to both know and not know at the same time. He feels moisture on his face and wipes it away. Then stares intently at the blood on his fingers; both hers and his.
Great. He looks like the cover of an emo album. It's blurring and reddening his vision. ]
-- I took too much. You're dying.
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[ Oh god. She hopes she's not dying. That'd be typical, wouldn't it? Getting her powers back and then biting the effing dust? UGHHHHHHH, ]
Now you're bleeding, look at - you really have to find a doctor. Or Beckett. Pr-probably beckett.
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[ He swallows hard and wipes his entire face with the cardigan sleeve. His words are slow and very deliberate, as if he's choosing them carefully.
Stay in the present, Rhys. Speak clearly. You can do this. ]
...there's nothing anyone can do for me anymore.
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[ H...uh. Or can she? She's learned enough from Beckett about the nature of vampirism that she can't actually be sure. Can she just. Turn on a block for Rhys' powers? Because Beckett was fine like that, but. What if blocking vampire powers just gives you a corpse, and Beckett was revived after that? The same way Angel was possibly revived on arrival?? Angel doesn't understand medical things well enough to be able to command any medspiders that are still around, so. If that's the case, trying to fix Rhys would just kill him. Right?
Hurhrrhrhg. ]
...do... something.
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[ Rhys bites his lips when he gets rambly, hating how most of his speech tumbles out of him without passing a filter. I mean, it already did that plenty but now it's just. MORE. So much more.
He looks at both hands, moving the robot-fingers jerkily. Testing. It wasn't moving well before, ground to a halt eventually, but now that's he's... snacked... the eye too. Flickering back to a bright blue. ]
I don't make sense.
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[ TEASING. NORMALCY. She stops hovering and lands lightly on the snow again - a few steps away from Rhys, just in case - and kneels, hands still clamped over her neck. Okay, yeah, she's feeling a bit woozy. She can fix it, though, right? The admin did that whole accelerated healing thing after the cells without using medical spiders, so. The NIMA stuff has to be able to help her here, surely? If she gives it a boost?
And it does. Her wounds don't close up or anything, but it's enough to stop the bleeding. One problem solved, at least. ]
We def-definitely need to find Beckett. Um - assuming you've fed enough? We don't want you grabbing a crazy straw and hopping on anyone we might pass while we search.