001- I WANT to know what's going on?

[wearingthestars]

Who: Billy Kaplan and OPEN
What: Exploring the power plant, the hotel, and being sick
When: First few days on Agra 10
Where: The power plant, and the hotel
Warnings: N/A will edit as needed.



The Power Plant

Because of course Billy Kaplan would immediately head away from safety and towards possible danger. Not that the weird squirrel like things are proving too much of a hazard, but he is getting pretty far from town. The path isn't too difficult to manage, but he does have the advantage of floating lazily over any fallen debris or dangers.

His feet return to the ground as he finds the power plant, head tilting curiously as he sets out to explore. There's a bunch of tools, and some strange crystal things, none of which seem of much use until he find the data point. He hesitates a moment before giving into the urge to touch it, shivering at the strange sensation and the sudden knowledge that follows.


The Hotel

Despite how run down everything is, Billy feels wrong about approaching the stores as a means of shelter. Of course, the hotel practically screams 'you-might-get-murdered-here' but beggars can't be chooser, and he's reasons maybe they'll actually be some kind of bed. His magic isn't working so great, the less he has the conjure up the better.

He tries to get handle on the layout, exploring a few floors before finding a room that seems to be more or less empty. Of people or animals that is. What it is full of is debris. Trash, broken furniture, some stuff he doesn't want to examine too closely.

While he's still got a bit of light to work with he tries to clear the worst of it out.


The Contagion

It's slow to hit him, but Billy eventually has to admit he isn't feeling great, and it's not just his powers being weaker than usual. He's hot, and sore, and increasingly paranoid, which makes it rather difficult to get him to listen to reason and stay put.

He keeps leaving his room, too sick to make it anywhere in particular but sure he needs to get out of there, suspicious of anyone who tries to approach him.

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Contagion AKA STAY THE FUCK STILL

[doubled_speed]

Listen, Tommy is NOT a nurse. He is NOT a caregiver. He had BARELY been able to serve as support while Billy was deep in a depressive fugue in the past. This is not what he does. And yet.

And yet sick Billy is clearly an idiot. Like, literally the biggest fucking idiot ever. Like right up there with 'I don't wanna be a hero anymore' sorts of stupidity. And apparently 'summon interdimensional parasites' stupidity. But right now, this was its own sort of destructiveness.

Tommy had gone out to get Billy some water, and by the time he came back, his brother wasn't in their room again. Frustrated he of course goes looking, and when he finds his twin, he sweeps Billy up into his arms.

"You're going to be the death of me."

[wearingthestars]

Idiot is definitely the right word, and while some part of Billy can recognize that his behavior is irrational he still can't help it, struggling and squirming weakly in Tommy's arms.

"No- don't take me back. It's not safe there- I don't wanna be there, please-" he begs, hands glowing weakly. Luckily for Tommy he doesn't have nearly the focus needed to actually do any magic

And then, at last, a semi ration worry- "You'll get sick-"

[doubled_speed]

"Fucking idiot," Tommy sighs as he carries his brother along. Back to their room, back to the pile of leaves he had set up to serve as something like a mattress. Because those bedframes didn't do much without a mattress.

"Haven't gotten sick yet," Tommy counters. "Haven't been sick once since my mutation. So shut up. It'll be safe. You think I'm going to let something hurt you?"

[wearingthestars]

He huffs as he's set back in his nest of leaves, but is still for a moment at least, not making another escape attempt. Mostly because he's too tired to try again. And too hot.

"That can't be true-" he mutters, sounding briefly closer to his usual self, and Billy frowns to himself, shaking his head. Tommy wouldn't let anything hurt him. But...he was still sure it wasn't safe, and he groans, rubbing a hand over his too hot face, trying to shake those fears from his mind. "...Something going to happen."

[doubled_speed]

"Yeah, you're going to lay there and get sleep," Tommy sighs. Don't make him lay down and wrap Billy up in his arms. Because he knew his twin was too hot right at the moment.

"I got water for you."

Power Plant

[alaspooryork]

Frustrated with the lack of viable electronics, Delta had gone for the power plant right away. If he was going to be useful in this situation--no, he had to stop thinking like that. If he was going to maximize his capabilities (that's better), having a way to process and store data would help immensely, and he hadn't found any paper yet.

But before he could even begin to work on any scavenged electronics, they'd need power.

Not quite the first to make it to the plant, he calls out to Billy when he notices someone else around. "Hello. May I ask if you have found anything of interest?"

Of course the answer should be yes - there are interesting things all around - but the person's answer might help enlighten Delta as to what manner of things there are, and what this person finds interesting.

[wearingthestars]

Oh. Billy turns, briefly startled by the voice, but it sounds friendly enough that whatever surprise quick fades into a welcoming smile, and he gives a small laugh.

"Uh...yeah, kinda," he says, motioning for the other to come closer, "There's like these crystal battery things, and- found a bunch of stuff, but it might be easier if you touch the thing," he gestures to the data point, "I can't explain it as well as it will."

[alaspooryork]

Delta approaches closer. He's a tall and lanky guy, with his hair currently braided into something reminiscent of Asgardian styles. Quickly deciding the data point is of the same type as the initial one that gave him an infodump about the planet, Delta places his hands on it - and inhales sharply as more data comes rushing in.

He smiles in what looks like relief.

"There is a power grid," he notes. Yes, he'd suspected as much, but it's a relief to know the city is at least in some ways laid out like a human one. "And we may be able to get it working."

He wipes his hand on his pants to get rid of a little of the persistent debris and holds it out. "I am called Delta."

[wearingthestars]

This is a much easier way to share information, one of the few benefits of this place at least. There's no way Billy could have explained it as well or as quickly at the data point.

He smiles in return, and reaches to shake, nodding eagerly.

"Billy. Nice to meet you."

[alaspooryork]

"It is nice to meet you as well." He's already squinting around the room, looking for some of the items he has new terms for and begins to pick out how a system made with this sort of equipment would work. "In the past, I have been more of a software person than a hardware person, but that provided the laws of physics work the same on this planet I should be able to help reestablish power."

He smiles ruefully. "And then perhaps we can have indoor plumbing."

Hotel!

[brooklyn_boy]

Steve has more or less adopted the hotel as his territory to patrol. When he's not out and exploring the town he's walking up and down the halls, mostly to make sure he knows who is living here and to offer help when it is needed. He happens upon Billy as he's working on clearing out his room and, with the sun almost setting for their brief night, figures that this is a good time to just jump in.

"Hey," he greets. Steve offers a quick smile before going for one of the larger chunks of...concrete, maybe? Some sort of rock at any rate. Even Steve has to put some effort into moving it. Not a lot, mind you, but still. "Hadta pick the fixer-upper room, huh?"

<3

[wearingthestars]

Billy flushes a bit shyly, but nods. For all his interactions with Cap back home, it's still a little intimidating interacting with him one on one. Plus, well, Billy has a type, and Cap is definitely one of his childhood crushes.

"Few coats of paint and it'll be the envy of the whole hotel," he counters with a smirk. "You all right with that?" he adds, fingers splayed as though to offer support.

Billy is so cute omg

[brooklyn_boy]

"I got it, but thanks." Steve grins and tosses Billy a wink as the rock gets carried out the door and placed out of the way. He'll deal with taking it outside later. Heading back inside, Steve's fists find his hips and he looks around the room like he's appraising it.

"Yeah," he agrees. "Some paint. Maybe a human-sized bed and a mattress? You could charge people for your decorating services." He crosses back over to the debris and starts gathering up smaller bits of rock and plant. "I'd hire you to redo mine and Buck's..."

^_^ You just killed him

[wearingthestars]

That wink may have just take a few years off his life, but it's definitely worth it. The heat in his cheeks spreads, and he tries to use the brief moment Steve's back is to him to will it away.

"Yeah?" Billy looks around in consideration, and for a moment he lets his fingers glow, the room briefly taking on the appearance of a tidy and friendly looking hotel room, complete with chocolate on the pillow. "Something like that?" he asks, letting the illusion fade away, "Or maybe a little less modern?"

Omg Billy <3

[brooklyn_boy]

Steve almost drops what he's holding as the whole room turns into something else entirely. He was used to magic a bit back when Loki was around in the Fleet but even then he hadn't seen something like this. It surprises a laugh out of him as he glances towards the bed with the chocolate and then at Billy.

"I'd be happy with the candy alone." He whistles, low. "This is impressive. Illusion?"

Hotel

[passingthrough]

[You know how some people sneak up behind you? Well, this isn't that because Kitty is phasing through the wall across from you which is sheer luck. You know, just sliding her molecules through the molecules around her. It's very strange to look at when she stops and appears bisected or does it slowly, but she's been moving with purpose so it's a little less body horror-y. Kitty figured this room would be just as empty as the last twenty she'd been through, but she stops when she sees it isn't.]

Hey. [She recognizes him, but she doubts it will be returned. At least, she doesn't expect him to recognize her but a counterpart of herself—a different Kitty Pryde of the X-Men. One that was from a less Apocalypse-y world. That's how it went before when she met him in the prison and then again in the fleet. This is her third abduction. She's met a lot of people if only briefly in some cases. And she's met a lot of people several times.]

(OOC: Hey, just wanted to check in. She has CRAU memories of him obviously. Just let me know if you want her to keep that info to herself. We can always discuss more on plurk if you want! I'm hauntedreality there.)

[wearingthestars]

[It's a little startling, Billy's fingers glowing with a shielding magic at the abrupt intrusion, though it fades when he recognizes the figure. Who else could it possibly be? That was unmistakably Shadowcat. What hero nerd worth his colours couldn't recognize that?

He flushes a little, head tilting at the familiar way she addresses him.]

...Hey. [He answers belatedly.] You're...Shadowcat, right? Kitty Pryde?

[ooc: Hi! Yeah, feel free to tell him, he's a least a little familiar with alternate versions of himself, it shouldn't be too brain breaking for him.]

[passingthrough]

[Okay, she had hoped he'd remember the fleet at least. He wasn't there that long, but the last time she'd seen him she was trying to have a little mutant poker night with him, Remy, and Kurt. It was nice. An odd assortment of mutants maybe, but it was the assortment they had. Still, it's good to see him even if it's her third time and his first. She even manages a smile which she's not sure she's done since arriving.]

I guess this means I'm not the only mutant here.

And correct as usual, Billy. Though I haven't used Shadowcat much in the last few years.

(OOC: Thanks!)

[wearingthestars]

Yeah, no, there's a least three of us here.

[Assuming he and Tommy actually are mutants. He still hasn't had the testing done, but it makes the most sense.

His head tilts in question.]

As usual?

[passingthrough]

Three? [You can bet she's going to follow up on that. Her first thought is hoping Kurt is still with her.]

I'm not from your world. [On that point, at least, she can be sure. After all, Wanda died on the X-Men's first mission before Kitty's time, but she knew the mythology. She knew what not to bring up around Pietro and Erik.]

But I've met... [pausing so she doesn't just say "you"] Billys before. This isn't my first multidimensional abduction.

contagion

[seeingscarlet]

Wanda and Vision aren't staying in the hotel, but she'd needed water desperately and had no choice but to drag herself to the fountain. She already felt like she was overheating, and the sun bearing down on her was just too much to bear without a break. Fortunately, the hotel was close and no one should mind if she rested in the lobby for a while.

...on second thought, maybe longer than a little while. Once she'd found somewhere to curl up against the wall, moving seemed like a terrible idea. This is bad - she doesn't want to have to psychically call Vision to come get her later, but the wall against her forehead is cool and she's not sure she can convince her body to stand without a good reason.

But she hears footsteps and her head snaps up, fingers beginning to glow with the first hints of power. "Hello? Who's there?"

[wearingthestars]

Billy flinches back at the voice before stilling, his own fingers glowing dimly in response. The light fades when he belatedly recognizes the source.

"Mo- ...Wanda?" he asks, correcting himself part way through, cheeks flush in the hopes she doesn't notices. He is not in the proper state to deal with the whole 'secret alternate reality retro reincarnated sons'...thing.

[seeingscarlet]

"Billy?" Wanda's not in a state to notice much but the red glow dims when she realizes that she doesn't need to be worried about the source of the noise.

"Just resting," she says, because she has enough presence of mind to be aware that curling up in a dark corner is not a normal thing to do and that Billy is probably going to ask. "It's too hot."

[wearingthestars]

Brow creasing with concern, Billy can definitely understand that complaint, having given it more than enough times to Tommy since he got sick. And while his magic has been spotty at best since the fever started, he conjures up a cold compress without thinking, offering it to her with a worried nod.

"You're sick too?"

[seeingscarlet]

Wanda nods and reaches for the washcloth, sighing with relief when she presses it to her forehead. Much better.

"Not as bad as some people, or maybe it is something different?" Thankfully she's not itchy or covered in spots, just feverish, exhausted, and paranoid, and everything aches. "I would tell you to stay away but I guess it's too late." She closes her eyes. "I'm sorry. My powers can't fix this."