Rhythminthemind

December first, seven years ago: There is a creaking. Far from earth. Far from any realm humans have traversed, there is a creaking. A gate, built in ages long past by beings long since gone reverberates with the sound. Buried somewhere deep, the doorway flung into a void beyond the bounds of creation, it rattles. The thing on the other side is slow. Unused to dwelling in a realm where time has but one direction. It is angry, and the gate rattles again, ancient barriers quaking under the fo

Well, not for nothing, it's gonna be harder for Lewis to track where James took her seeing as they were travelling by air. He can follow a scent trail on the ground, but if you're a couple hundred feet up, there's not that much he can do to stay with it.

Agreed on both counts.

Same.

We shall see.

Yes. Those things. 😛 Plus, he can travel by air. Hunter can't track scent trails when the person leaving them was a couple hundred feet up.

Fair. I think they do, over time. Just takes a while to tie them all in.

That is the question.

Glad to hear it! 🙂

Oh, Casper is definitely being monitored.

Agreed. That being said, what other choice does he really have? Rock and a hard place, y'know?

James: James gazed out of his window into the evening sky, his hands resting gently against the windowsill. A part of him, if he was honest, had wanted to do nothing, to just go home and pretend nothing had ever happened, but he just couldn’t quite bring himself to just leave it. It went against the grain. Eventually, he had come to a decision. He would try to help, but if there was nothing he could do, or if it looked like it might go badly for him, he would leave. He stepped back fro

Yeah. Ok. So, with Casper, that tie to the therapist is not something that he can make use of in any way. He's never met her. The nature of that connection will be revealed later on, but it gives him none of the access he'd need to have to make that reasoning work. His only other point of adult input is a dad who has already been stated to habitually beat him. There is absolutely zero trust there. He did the smartest thing he could in the confines of the situation. Sought help from a friend he trusted. James, on the other hand, is justifiably worried that anything he says will be either discounted as a nervous breakdown or, if he demonstrates that he has powers, might result in him getting turned over to some shady government basement for experimentation. He's justifiably paranoid because basically all superhero media he knows of has told him that it's better to keep his powers on the down low. Even if he did tell his dad, he has no reason to believe the man could actually do anything. He thinks the dude's like, a real estate agent or something. As for Tasha, yeah, her behavior is dumb, but it's very much supposed to be. She's a very reckless character, who tries to solve every problem on her own. I'll give you that one, hands down. Like. Don't get me wrong. I can see your reasoning, but character perspective does play into their decisions. And the fact that half of these were choices made during a blind panic. Cuz, as you say, even a five year old would realize they're just digging themselves deeper. And that is a very easy place to start panicking and making rushed decisions.

I mean, fair. You can make your own assessment. I do wonder why you think so, tho. I mean, they're making plenty of mistakes, sure. But each one of those mistakes is a reasonable error, given their relative lack of knowledge on the situation, and their dispositions towards external authority.

Glad you enjoyed it.

One can hope.

"One of the kids Casper spoke to Alistair his sarcastic comment to Casper about meeting a super human who isn't full of himself makes me think there's a rebellious streak in him." I like that interpretation. Not gonna say how true it is. But I think it's cool.

In fairness, Lewis had already confiscated his own phone off of him.

Maybe potentially a little bit, yes.

Tasha: Her captor had deposited her in a chair, her body slumped uncomfortably against the rigid wooden frame, before taking his leave, abandoning her to these three perverts. Tasha recognized each of them. The woman with the force breath was talking in a low voice to the man with the broken hand while the older man with the gun busied himself doing something behind her back. “Why are you doing that?” The younger man asked. “It’s not like she can move, and when that drug wears off, i

Casper: It felt… odd, moving through the building with Lewis, the minds in the rooms all around varying between mild happiness and moderate boredom sat at odds with the faint waves of contempt emanating from his guide, and the far stronger feeling of it flooding from Tasha. Casper tried to push it out of his mind. Gathering info was the focus for now. Lewis carried his captive up along the hall, shifting his grip on her to a more comfortable carry now that they were away from prying eyes. N

We shall see.

Agreed.

Indeedly so.

Yeah. But there's a real honest question here. How do you tell someone that you can fly, your new friend is an empath, and that you need help taking down a sex trafficking ring? More to the point, how do you do all that when you're twelve?