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Oops, Did I Do That?

WHO: Tommy Shepherd, OTA
WHERE: Network, Caves, Beach
WHAT: Tommy reacting to mintpocalypse, exploring a cave, and being TOO energetic
WHEN: Friday Oct 15th and Saturday Oct 16th
WARNINGS: n/a

Network - Friday Morning
this is so absolutely and completely not my fault at all so anyone who says so is an absolute liar

Network - Saturday Morning
okay but serious when am I getting my reward for a creative way of finding the beach?

Caves

So, hey, this was a thing. Tommy hadn't meant to, yanno, cover the whole damn place in mint. None of the species were supposed to be that bad, right? Not the earth ones. Maybe it was something about this world. What he knew is that he felt like shit on Friday morning. And then a lot more relaxed as he woke and found his way along the path on Saturday, a blur of motion and a whoop of joy as he found the ocean. Of course he took the moment to take credit before starting to explore. Not in the waves, not at all. No, Tommy instead heads along the shore until he finds a cave.

Tommy never would have considered his power related to energy, which is a mistake. If he had, he might have thought twice when he was using his phone as a light and it was SO bright. Then again, he wouldn't have put two and two together anyway. Just mused how it was interesting that the tunnel kept getting brighter rather than darker the further in he went. And if he had a sense of time like that of a normal human, he'd definitely have noticed how weird it was that the tunnel was passing by so quickly. As it was, Tommy was rushing through the caves at a break-neck pace, his hair shining with a soft white glow, and in the air behind him there was a lingering after image of white-green light. A pale mint trailing after him. Amusing, right?

So Tommy darts around, building up a charge, and not realizing that he might not be alone.

Beach

His body is screaming with energy, and there is so much that Tommy wants to do. He's well fed and he feels like he can take on the world. Probably can actually. He's got energy here, too much energy. Which means only one thing. Time for some damn FUN. He moves quickly, a burst of pale-mint colored light racing over the water, over the waves. And, when he realizes that there's a serious trail of light following him, Tommy's soon drawing patterns all over the waves, enjoying the way the light lingers and the shapes follow after him. His fingers trace his name in the air like the residual light of a sparkler, and his laughter follows him easily.

Then there he is, back on the shore, sparks dancing off his feet and hitting the sand, not that he notices. Instead he's busy chasing after the lobster-like creatures. Could probably eat those, right?

And when it's all done the young man, hair shining with an undeniable pale white light, eyes glowing green, stretched out on the sand and considering the sky. Nice. New thought, more time in the cave, because he's been feeling amazing ever since he went there.

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Tommy's hard to find or keep up with at the best of times, but Billy's been able to track him this far. He knows his brother had felt bad about the mint yesterday, but today it seems as though the whole thing was a blessing in disguise.

The caves seem like the obvious place, definitely the sort of thing that would lure Tommy in, and once he's a little ways in he can feel the familiar sort of displacement his brother tends to leave in his wake.

Meanwhile, his powers have left him doubly affected, a familiar blue glow growing around him as he walks, though he can't figure out why. An unconscious spell maybe? Something to give him light? And then the sneezing starts, fingers letting loose an uncontrolled burst of electricity that startles him.

"...Never done that before."

And suddenly he's distracted by a light that's not his own, one that's speeding past him, but most definitely belongs to- "Tommy?"

Oh, Tommy knows that voice. He comes to a very sudden stop and goes back to his brother just as fast. Which, of course, means leaving a trail of light behind him. Not a blur like he usually does, just light.

"Hey B, whatyadoing here?" he asks. Not like Tommy to have that much of a problem with controlling his rate of speech, not these days.

"That's...new," Billy finds himself repeating, for a different reason at least, head tilting curiously.

"I was looking for you. And you're all...glowy. You don't usually do that." Should he be concerned? "Does it hurt? You are talking like...super fast, by the way. Even for you."

Yeah, definitely new. So new that Tommy hasn't really noticed that he's casting light yet. But he definitely frowns when Billy says that.

"Imnotglowy. Youreglowy," Tommy counters, gesturing to his brother. And frowning as he notices the lingering minty light as he waves his hand. Okay, that IS new. And the too fast? Weird. Tommy tries to take a slow breath and focuses to talk slower.

"Doesn't hurt. Just sorta itchy?"

"I'm not tr--trying to be-" Billy protests, pausing as he fights the urge to sneeze again, and he frowns at his own glow.

"You're not magic too now, are you?" he starts to tease, and then sneezes abruptly, shooting off more sparks of electricity and taking an anxious step back from his brother. "Sorry."

The sparks don't even bother Tommy. He's been hit by stray bits of Billy's power before. Not through Billy's fault of course.

"I don't know. Howwouldiknow?"

Seriously, tell him. He's ALWAYS been jealous of Billy abilities. Because in a lot of ways the guy was closer to their mother than he could ever be.

"I- uh...try and make something?" Billy suggests uncertainly, attempting to shake his own glow away with a frown.

He sneezes again and looks about the cave. "...I think I'm allergic to something in here."

"Allergic to thinking too hard?" Tommy suggests. But he raises his hands before him, palm up, and tries not to look or feel awkward.

He's called his brother on mumbling and chanting his spells. been on him about that for years. Yet here he is anyway, mumbling to himself about how he wants a cup of Starbucks coffee. And after a full moment of focusing on it and chanting... Nothing. At all.

"Yeah, not magic I think," he grumbles as his hands fall to his sides.

Billy frowns sympathetically, and murmurs- "Starbuckscoffee", passing off a steaming hot cup to his brother, who definitely needs nothing less than a cup of coffee right now with how overcharged he seems, but he wants to offer something to make him feel better. His powers, notably, don't feel quite so restrained here.

"...Sorry."

But damn his brother is handy. Tommy takes the cup immediately and takes a sip. Sure, it's not as over-sugared as he loves it, but it's coffee. And Tommy moans in the delight of the taste of caffeine. It's official. He could die happy at this second. Okay, not really, but it's so good.

"Man, don't apologize. Not like both sons of a Nexus Being tied to the Lifeforce need to be magic."

Not spiteful. There's coffee. Billy got him coffee. Clearly he's happily. Only happy.

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"Don't vibrate right out of existence because I gave you that," Billy cautions, flashing him a small smile.

"You can do plenty of stuff I can't even without magic," he notes, clearly not feeling super sure Tommy's only happy.

"Dude, I only apparently cease to sorta exist when things that steal Eli's costume come up," Tommy dismisses. And when Agrii kidnap him, apparently. Still, he's happy enough with the coffee.

But... Billy of course gets it. And Tommy hates that he's apparently readable by his brother. Rude.

"Magic would be more useful."

He winces, and it's harder to hide that expression when he's freaking glowing like a sign.

And hey, it's only fair, Billy's basically always readable.

"It's not always that great." It's caused a whole host of troubles over the years, and nearly ended the world a few times...

At least Tommy isn't a neon color... Actually, he'd like that better.

"No one hesitates to think you're Wanda's kid."

He's had a lot of comments about him being Pietro's bastard kid.

Oh. Billy looks a bit guilty at that, but it's not like he can deny it. He gives a hesitant nod.

"...They don't hesitate to think you're my brother," he offers. Not...quite the same. But if Billy is Wanda's and Tommy is clearly Billy's twin then...

"...If I could share it I would."

Well Tommy snorts into his coffee. Don't say stupid shit, Billy.

"Can you imagine what I would do with magic? It'd be bad. I'm not a good person like you."

Well that earns a surprised sort of scoff from Billy as well, arching a brow.
"What are you talking about? You're like a way better person?"

Way better? Tommy laughs and shakes his head. That's a stupid thing to think about it.

"You don't remember what it was like when we first met, right?"

Billy has a long history of not liking himself that extends well past even knowing Tommy existed.

"I remember." Another sneeze, and Billy groans. "S-still better."

Well, Tommy hasn't liked himself for longer, so THERE. Hah! Okay, that's not really an achievement. Shut up.

"I tried to kill people, B. You're better than that."

Such a fun competition.

Billy's gaze briefly flits away, a guilty expression anyone else might have missed. He's never really talked about the occasion he did want to kill. Very well could have, if not for the inhibitors blocking his hearing.

"...Not really. I just...come off that way."

Tommy WOULD have, in that situation. They NEVER would have left the Cube with out Tommy blowing that shit up.

"No, Billy, you are better than me. So stop being a sad-sack."

"M'not a sad sack," grumbles the sad sack. But snorts and puts on a pointed smile for Tommy, even if he doesn't agree with his assessment of who's better.

"I don't think these caves agree with me. This sneezing this is- nnn- is getting bad."

Sneezing getting bad and he thinks it's the cave? Well, that's pretty easy to handle.

Tommy just holds his arms out as a silent offering.

Billy holds up a finger, prompting him to wait a moment, before sneezing again with a violence shower of electricity, and then he nods, stepping close.

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