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cfritz‌:

“ i mean, yes, and no. black tends to hide pretty much everything, unless you are wearing a size too small, ” he laughed. but that’s beside the point, ” he responded as he kept his eyes up at the man. “ i like many things about you, archer, your build is but one of them, ” he chuckled. he leaned in and took a sip of the milkshake that he ordered and he nodded when the other spoke. “ of course, whenever you want to go on a spontaneous trip to those two states, i can show you around, ” he grinned. “ a summer trip, that would be nice, but i don’t even think i have time to just take off a month and do what i really want to do. touristing is but an art, not many can grasp that, ” he laughed.

“I’ll be sure to wear more white shirts for you then,” Archer laughed again turn, winking slyly at Casey before unwrapping his burger, already eyeing the hefty portion with gusto in his eyes. “Now you’re just trying to flatter me,” he mused, shaking his head in amusement at the idea of it. Not that he disagreed but that no one really... complimented him for anything. It was actually a nice change of pace, no doubt something that he would have to become familiar with over time. “That’s true, but you could always be sent out there for some positioning or something, if necessary,” the King pointed out, in reference to his own absence a few weeks before. “Next time though, perhaps. To do more touristing.” Archer grabbed another fry, holding it back out for Casey to take. “Do you do the thing where you dip it in the milkshake?”

#casey

cfritz‌:

“ white can be plain, but hey, i think the white shirts will look good on you, show off your define muscles, ” casey chuckled. he took another fry, slowly chewing it as the man answered his question. california and alaska were the only two places the boy has ever been in, seeing as he lived in both places before. “ wow, you literally named my old home towns. alaska is nice, definitely have the most beautiful autumns over there, ” he responded. “ well, here in the states, i’d love to go to florida, to check out the ocean over there. that or new york, see if it’s as crazy as they say it is. as for internationally, i’d love to visit spain. i hear their summers are the best ones out of anywhere else. ”

Laughing lightly at Casey’s comment, Archer shook his head in amusement. “Doesn’t that have to do more with the tightness of the shirt, not the color of it?” he teased, wiggling his brows at the younger man. “I see what’s really caught your eye though; and here I thought it was my dazzling personality,” he chuckled, knowing the sarcasm of that statement. Perking up a bit at Casey’s response, Archer’s crystal eyes glimmered just a bit. “Ah, so what I’m hearing is that you’ll be my tour guide then?” he mused, taking another fry and holding it up for the other Conduit to eat instead. The German man thought about it for a moment before shrugging his shoulders. The ocean was nice, but not everything he’d make of it, he supposed. “New York... I don’t know. I don’t have as fond memories of it, but I wasn’t exactly a tourist there either. Maybe it’ll be better. As for Florida or Spain, I think it just depends on whichever would be more affordable. Planning a summer trip?”

#casey

cfritz‌:

he smiled, as he took a bite of the burger that he ordered. as he listened to archer about his colors, he took note about his favorite colors. mint green, sea foam blue. he definitely looked good in most blue. “ well, i guess white can be your favorite color, you get to pick a variety of colors. and it’s not cheating, cause purple is still my favorite. especially lilac and light violet color that you mentioned, ” he grinned. “ but also a royal purple, very nice. ” he said before grabbing a french fry and taking a bite. “ what about a place you’ve always wanted to visit, it can be here in chicago, or the states, or anywhere in the country, where would you like to go ?? ”

“I’ll stick with those options. White seems a bit... plain,” he mused, thinking about it for a moment before passing out the burgers so the two of them could begin eating. Archer also snagged a fry, once Casey began to dig in. “Royal purple. I think you’d look nice in it,” he said kindly, smiling a bit as he tried to picture the younger man in a purple shirt. At the next question, he furrowed his brows again. To be honest, he was happy in Chicago. Traveling was always a bit more of a hassle for him, more than he’d want to admit. Of course, he’d go if PRIME told him to go somewhere, but he didn’t have any other plans for his own travels. “...I’m not sure. Maybe... California? Or Alaska? Seems like those would be fun places. Yourself?”

#casey

cfritz‌:

“ alright, how bout something more simple. what’s your favorite color ?? ” casey asked. he kept his gaze at the other, hoping that the question was simple in itself, but before the other could answer he smiled. “ my favorite color happens to be purple. i know, such a random color, but, i like it because i like red and blue, and of course both create the color purple, so in a sense i get to have two favorite colors. ”

Part of him wanted to protest to the questions, since the blonde man still didn’t seem to understand the purpose of them. But he also felt bad that Casey was investing much more into it than he was; it wasn’t that he wasn’t interested, and he didn’t want that to come across, especially on a first date. Archer knew that much. “Isn’t that kind of cheating though?” he said with a small laugh. “What about the color white then? As light, it encompasses all the possible colors then,” he chuckled before tapping his head thoughtfully as he thought over his answer. “Maybe mint green. Or like a sea foam blue. I think that color’s pretty. It looks very nice with a lilac, light violet color too, I think.”

#casey

cfritz‌:

he nodded. it wasn’t the fact that he wanted to read the book, he wanted to know what archer’s interest were. he chuckled as they made their way to a table and sat down, looking up at the other man. “ i mean, i do yes, because i’m interested to know what things you like. that’s the whole point. getting to know what someone else likes or dislikes. your interest. it’s always interesting to know how different everyone is, but i want to know what makes you, you. so, what’s your favorite book, and why ?? ”

“Oh.” Archer furrowed his brows some work as they sat down, his blue eyes seemingly lost in thought. It was a weird concept to him, something that he was unfamiliar with. Work life never needed to know anything.. more personal than normal. That and it wasn’t like he had much of a personal life outside to share any sort of information with anyone. “I... uh, I haven’t read a book recently, actually. I don’t know if I have a favorite.”

#casey

cfritz‌:

he laughed. he knew what archer told him. but he didn’t know the more personal things. what his favorite color was, what he’d like to do for his free time, more intimate questions too. he smiled. “ well, i know you’re from germany, and we train all the time, but we don’t really talk much about what you really like, dislikes, you know ?? ” he said. “ like, tell me what your favorite book is, ” he asked.

Archer furrowed his brows, not really saying anything for a moment as the food was suddenly ready. He nudged them forward so that they could grab the food before returning to the table. “But why does it matter what my favorite book is?” he asked curiously, still not exactly following Casey’s line of thought. “Do you want to read it or something? You’re welcome to my copy, if you want. I don’t need it anymore,” the German man murmured idly, his eyes fixated on the burgers for a moment.

#casey

cfritz‌:

“ consider this our first date, ” he grinned. and casey was thrilled that the other was going with this. for the years that they have known each other, they were good times, but this time, it was different, they were here, more intimate than they have in the past, and they were intimate and he liked it. he chuckled, as they were moved, and casey let archer lead them to the side as they waited for their food. “ a bit, ” he smiled, this is a date after all, i want to know, and it will be nice to have a meal to have in between talking to you, ” he said, leaning back against the man again, and just resting his head on archer’s chest.

“Consider it done then,” Archer mused in turn, resting his head on top of Casey’s as the younger man leaned up against him. He shifted a bit so that the red-headed man could rest a bit more comfortable on his chest, holding him close as they waited. “What would you like to know about me?” Archer said with a small laugh. “Shouldn’t you know enough about me anyways? We do work together, and I help train you. Or are you curious to see how much food I can fit in my mouth at once?” the King mused, a bit confused by Casey’s statement.

#casey

cfritz‌:

“ oh, so this is definitely our first date then, huh?? ” he grinned. “ good, because i wasn’t sure what we should have called it, ” he teased as he started to look at the bugers himself, getting hungry from smelling them. “ yea, that’s definitely true. so i guess i have to go to your place to see for myself what these private things could be, ” he smirked. he leaned back against archer once they were in front of the line, and he looked up at the menu, thinking about what the other man would like. “ wow, just like that, ok, well then give us two half pound burgers medium well, with grilled onions, pickles, tomatoes, the works. oh and can you add the onion fritz too, cause they are bomb. side order of parmesan fries and one also sweet potato fries, and can i have a cookies n’ cream milkshake, with two straws. ”

“Well, if you want it to be?” Archer murmured quietly against Casey’s skin, not yet glancing up as they moved up towards the register. “It can just be a meal or something,” he said with a small shrug, though he peered up only as the younger man began ordering. The King could color himself surprised at the amount Casey listed off, but he did say he could order whatever, and honestly, the blonde was just happy he didn’t have to hold himself back either, since he didn’t exactly have the lightest of appetites. When the order was placed, the German man carefully guided his date away to the side to wait for their foot, his hands gently squeezing his hips. “Hungry, are you?”

#casey

cfritz‌:

“ you will hate that eventually, ” he chuckled. casey smiled, as he felt the man wrap his arms around him and holding him. “ many things, hmm, i’m intrigued, ” he chuckled. he bit his lower lip, loving this feeling, one he had only once before. “ i mean, i’m really did like that, ” he admitted. “ but i did like the kissing a lot more. but food, we are getting good, because i promised, ” he chuckled. casey wanted this dinner date, wanting to truly get to know archer, everything that the other would be comfortable telling him.

Archer tucked his head into the crook of Casey’s neck, inhaling softly as he moved them to the line, only pausing a bit at the other man’s words. “Oh? Something to hate about you? Not a good first date topic, now?” he teased, before placing a small kiss to the younger man’s skin carefully. “I’m sure you can imagine them. Some things just can’t be shared in public,” Archer chuckled before shifting them towards the line so Casey could order. “Pick whatever you like. I can eat anything. I’m sure your company will be more than enough to satisfy me anyways,” the blonde man rumbled lowly, squeezing the red-headed’s hips just a bit.

#casey

Adam <-> Archer

Adam: Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Just confused.

Archer: Alright then. No harm, no foul.

Archer: I'll make it up to you. Dinner tonight?

#adam #text

cfritz‌:

he chuckled. “ ok, but–– that wasn’t my intentions to begin with, i just felt something here, and well, i can be impulsive. ” he admitted. eyes shifted up to look at the other, what else was he to say. he liked archer. and he always saw a goodness in him that he never saw in himself. but he cared. “ as much as i would like that, i owe you food, and besides, there’s plenty room for that later. ” he grinned, as he got up and got closer to him, feeling the distance between each other close. “ ok, so, what are you craving ?? ”

“I’m okay with impulsive,” Archer mused with a small smile, nosing the back of Casey’s hair as he tugged the younger man in front of him, so that both of his hands were wrapped around him from behind, holding him at his waist. “If you say so...” the German man teased carefully. “A dangerous question to ask me. I could crave many things,” he purred before nudging them towards the burgers. “Though I’m sure you’d be happy with me licking the sauce off your fingers now, from the ribs.”

#casey

Adam <-> Archer

Adam: God help me but I believe you.

Archer: Sorry he did that to you though.

Archer: You sure you're okay?

#adam #text

adamroberts‌:

His little show had stunned Archer - which felt quite nice actually, especially after he had scared Adam with his own tricks. He glanced at the bigger guy as he chewed his mouthful, eyes rolling at how good it tasted: it really had been too long. Archer’s question…Adam was glad he still had food in his mouth, it bought him a few seconds to think on that. “I dunno… Put like that, sounds like some sorta love at first sight or fairy tale thing. Or one of those ‘separated at birth’ pieces a crap.” He said slowly, voice thoughtful as he - tried - to answer. He was as stumped as Archer really…

Archer stared at him for a long moment before shrugging his shoulders. It wasn’t that he didn’t believe it, if that’s how Adam wanted to justify it. But to him, that was never something Archer would have considered. Love at first sight? Fairy tales? Separated at birth? The world didn’t work like that. Not for him, not the way he grew up. Even if Adam was his long lost brother or something, Archer could only hope he didn’t grow up in a home like his own. “...Sorry, I don’t believe in any of that,” he said quietly, eating the rest of his curry carefully as his blue eyes flickered down to the table. It was something he’d ask some of the PRIME scientists, perhaps, the next chance he got. Maybe it had something to do with their abilities. He wasn’t sure. “...You wanna do something else? Watch a film or something?”

#adam

gagemarshall‌:

“Yeah…” Was Gage’s only reply as he placed the salt shaker down. It moved, floated really. It was just slightly doing so before settling back down. It was affected by the gravity proportion of his powers and the field just then disappeared. “At least it didn’t explode that time.” Looking up at the man, Gage let out a nervous laugh as he explained. “Like I said, gravity and light. During one of my training sessions, something happened and I made a very rough … shape of myself. However, it didn’t last long and when it disappeared it exploded and everything around it spun for a bit before flying off in all directions. One of the techs said something about a gravity well and it keeping the shape or.. something.”

“Improvement then, yeah?” Archer said encouragingly, listening carefully to Gage’s story. “Hrm, something like that. I’ve got a general idea then. How’s it work with you phasing then, passing through stuff?” he asked curiously, gesturing towards himself as what the younger man had done earlier in their conversation. Gravity manipulation itself seemed to be something Michael was handling, and if Zach was taking the more physical training, then Archer would focus on the phasing, the similarities between his portals and Gage’s abilities.

#gage

azachnovak‌:

Zach tried to hide the smirk that kept trying to creep onto his face. He could… sense how under the other’s skin certain things were getting. Of course, it wasn’t something he was actively trying to do. His telepathy was one power that he couldn’t really turn off unless he really concentrated on it. Unlike the others, his powers were as natural for him as his brown eyes were. Even if telepathy was a fairly recent development, he was born with powers. “Alright, don’t worry about it though. I tend to cook more often than not. It’s one of the skills that I developed on my own over time. However…. I wouldn’t really be surprised if there was a cook buried somewhere….” His voice trailed off a bit. He knew that another Sequence in PRIME was aware of the fact they held others within their minds. However, everyone’s experiences with them were different. Zach, well, he was probably the most used to it and at the same time, most scared of them.

His smirk finally made it to his face as he heard the other man’s comment. “I forget your gun shy with public displays. Then again, I suppose those who didn’t have their powers from even before they were in diapers just might be.” Zach’s unique situation made him view powers quite different than everyone. He never saw any issue with them or thought he should hide them. Being cautious around others was something he had to recently learn as both a King in PRIME and with the not so friendly world. Just because he could twist his hand and snap the necks of everyone in a room, didn’t mean he should. But the fact that he was able to do that…. scared people and he knew that. “Sometimes I forget people have their powers just manifest one day in their lives. Me, I can’t remember a time I didn’t have them.”

The large German man only shrugged, unfazed by the other man’s words. It was possible indeed, that in one of their past lives, Zach very much could have been a cook. He didn’t know, nor did it matter to him. The way they carried themselves, it was like lifetimes on lifetimes muddling with their brains, and Archer chose not to engage with it if he could. For a telepath, it was a different story, but for himself? He’d rather pick his life for himself without some other memories messing with him.

Tilting his head to the side, he wondered if Zach was trying to provoke him. Their rivalry between Zach and Michael had also bled into including him, and for the most part, the King often obliged the other two. But his past, no matter how far away it had been, was something he wasn’t going to indulge in, especially with a telepath. It wasn’t that he felt that he could stop the other Sequence from getting into his head, but that Archer wasn’t interested reliving that part of his life. “...Don’t want to show it if I don’t need to,” he said stiffly, shoving his hands into his pockets. “Just be lucky you had it since you were born.”

#zach

sigma-noah‌:

Noah internalized a heavy breath. Well, as much as one could in an attempt to not show that he was doing much else. This guy was already showing to be a bit annoying if he was going, to be honest. One of those hard ass types. From the look of him, he probably wasn’t bad in a fight either. Something about him also gave Noah the vibe of a military man like himself. Inhaling for a few seconds, Noah couldn’t quite place the man’s scent. He was someone that he hadn’t recognized nor one he remembered smelling before. However, he did pick up a feat scent of gunpowder, which surprised him. Normally, conduits didn’t really use those, their powers were deadlier after all. Something told him this one was not only one but was probably PRIME.

“Isn’t that why those who can’t get those little power dampers slapped on them.” He spoke with an accusing tone in his voice. “Of course, some of us can’t really help it regardless of control. I mean, sometimes, it just builds and builds and needs to be released.” A small short arc went from his forearm down to his left finger. His eyes again glowing an electric white and blue before settling down to their normal coloring. “Suppose one wouldn’t wanna get a static shock though.”

"If it protects those who can’t protect themselves, then yes. Wouldn’t want innocent people getting hurt, right? Caught up in some crossfire because someone couldn’t control themselves. That’d be bad,” Archer said calmly, keeping his hands in his pockets as he stared at Noah carefully. There was some bite behind the other man’s words, but it wasn’t surprising. It wasn’t like all Conduits liked the idea of power-dampening. But the alternative was having some mass chaos one day after another with new Conduits unfamiliar with how to protect themselves.

He could understand the other man’s point though, to a certain extent. Take Jack, for example. There was only so much of their abilities that a person could control and contain. Ultimately, bottling it up would lead to more... dire results. “Sure, but I’d hope that the release, no matter how they do it, is done safely. One that doesn’t put other people at risk or at harm, you know? The point isn’t to stop abilities at all. It’s to keep people safe,” he remarked, only raising a brow at Noahs’ display of his abilities. It did feel like the other man was trying to show off, one up him in some display of power. Archer didn’t care for it in the slightest, and it didn’t bother him anyways. No harm, no foul, right? “I don’t know if there’s anyone who likes getting static shocks,” he said with a light laugh.

#noah

Adam <-> Archer

Adam: He tried but I smashed his nose. Maybe he's not really a dick but how can PRIME let him go around hurting or killing people; aren't you guys meant to be doing the opposite for people?

Archer: That's not supposed to happen. He's not supposed to do that.

Archer: Trust me when I say I'll talk to him about it. He's not supposed to put people's lives at risk. That's not acceptable, no matter how dire his situation is.

Archer: We do have plenty of accommodations here at PRIME, so he should never feel the need to go out and harm other people. We don't encourage or support that, especially when we've been helping him.

#adam #text

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