Leave the memories alone

Pretty fucking fantastic Sebastian Smythe. 20. Junior at Unity. Physics major. Electrokinetic. Sex god. Running pro.

[electro-smythe]

Ugh. Hungover.

[unity-blainers-deactivated20130]

Oh. Listen, I’m sorry Sebastian - I wasn’t meaning to annoy you.

If you don’t mind me asking, what exactly are your powers?

[electro-smythe]

Electrokinesis. Ugh, I don't mean to be snappy. I just... have a headache. 

[electro-smythe]

Ugh. Hungover.

[unity-blainers-deactivated20130]

The time for what?

[electro-smythe]

Schadenfreude. I'm hungover, and bad at controlling my powers. 

[electro-smythe]

Ugh. Hungover.

[em-smythe-deactivated20140128]

You ok Seb?

Do you need anything?

[electro-smythe]

Yes, dear. Just a headache that feels like someone drove a hammer through my eyes. 

[electro-smythe]

Ugh. Hungover.

[unifiedhunt-deactivated20130806]

Problem, Smythe? Maybe you should work the toxins out of your body before falling asleep next time.

[electro-smythe]

I tried. Apparently fucking isn't the way to get rid of toxins. Also didn't realise you were a hippy, Clarington. Toxins? The fuck?

[alex-lucia-lopez]

The seminar was kind of interesting...

[alex-lucia-lopez]

That’s cool. Um, yeah… I guess you are pretty awesome with that power. So did they invite you to their headquarters?

[electro-smythe]

They did. I think I'll head over there one weekend soon. That said, I'm not sure how I feel about public service. I'd rather some high profile, lucrative job. And how about yourself, sweetheart? If they spoke to you, you must have something interesting. 

[electro-smythe]

Ugh. Hungover.

[unity-blainers-deactivated20130]

Ugh. Naughty.

[electro-smythe]

Now is not the time, puppy. 

[electro-smythe]

Ugh. Hungover.

[ethanconway-blog]

Did you overdo it last night?

Or are you a ‘lightweight’?

[electro-smythe]

Ugh, apparently. And there's nothing wrong with being a lightweight; you get drunk far easier, and much cheaper. I'm... a medium-weight. 

[electro-smythe]

Ugh. Hungover.

[alex-lucia-lopez]

Um, perhaps a coffee and breakfast would do the trick?

[electro-smythe]

Grease. Give me grease. 

[littlevermin]

Thank you. Sorry if I’ve disappointed your curiosity.

…I’ll let you know if I do ever need to talk about it. It’s… It’s always nice to have someone who’ll listen, I guess… Kind of like a priest or a helpline.

[electro-smythe]

It's fine. It just makes you that little bit more interesting. 

I'm not sure I like the idea of being a priest, but yes, I suppose I'm available to talk. 

[electro-smythe]

Ugh. Hungover.

[electro-smythe]

[electro-smythe]

Cousin, named Hannah. She almost matches my level of awesome. Almost.

[ethanconway-blog]

Almost.

[electro-smythe]

Almost. When you set the bar as high as this you can't really expect people to actually reach it.

[littlevermin]

…I suppose that makes sense.

You’ve already told me you’re electrokinetic. But that was your decision to tell me. It doesn’t mean I’ll make the same decision. Why are you still at this?

[electro-smythe]

Fine, fine. I concede. Keep your secrets, sweetheart.

[alex-lucia-lopez]

The seminar was kind of interesting...

[alex-lucia-lopez]

Oh… I guess that’s good for you then. Um, what can you do, if you don’t mind sharing?

[electro-smythe]

Electrokinesis, sweetheart. In short, I'm fucking awesome. 

[littlevermin]

It isn’t necessarily good enough. You know the names of your enemies, but you don’t trust them, do you?

Those are for people who want to confess or confide in someone. I don’t want to speak to anyone about my abilities, I just want the subject to be left alone. Is that too much to ask?

[electro-smythe]

You present a good point. I suppose the difference is I'd rather show my enemies my powers, rather than my friends.

Fine, you present a good point. I suppose the joke "I'll show you mine if you show me yours" would be inappropriate at this point?

[littlevermin]

With people you trust, yes. I hardly know you.

[electro-smythe]

We know each others names. Isn't that enough?

And, in theory, not true. What about confessional in churches? You don't know the priest but you'd pour your little heart out to a stranger then. Or suicide helplines. You don't always have to know someone to tell them things of importance. Sometimes, that's the beauty of it.

[littlevermin]

That’s not what I-… Never mind. And why would you think that? Give me one good reason.

[electro-smythe]

Of course it is. 

Well, someone told me it's good to talk about things?

[littlevermin]

Oh… Well, like a flower, then, I suppose. I thought that was sort of implied.

[electro-smythe]

Well, thank you. I am pretty, if I do say so myself. I still think you should tell me.