That hot PRIME conduit.

miles johanson, 29, Ergokinesis

[nooneishere787]

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He smiled as he heard Miles laugh. “We’re not perfect, and there’s nothing wrong with being a little lazy. Nope, I said amazing, and I’m never gonna stop thinking that.” Lark snickered as he nudged the other slightly, a blush quick on his cheeks. “Nah, I’m all real. I don’t know whether to say I’m sorry, or to congratulate you. I hear some people like being doped up. Never been one to try it myself, and not really my thing, but I’m not judging. You’re cute.”

[energeticmiles-blog]

“Are you always this positive or did something magnificent just happen in your life?” Miles stared at him with almost disbelief. Chicago had grown into a glum city, so seeing people look on the bright side like that was rare to him. “Being doped up is alright.” he admitted, with a cheeky smile. “Though, I prefer only taking medication when it’s critically needed. I promise I’m not an addict.” his smile only widened at the compliment. “So are you.”

[a-zach-novak-deactivated2024011]

“Really now.” Zach backed his torso just slightly away from Miles enough to look it over. “Definitely good, but I’d had expected you to be bigger than even me if you started that early. Plus you know, I can always help with that knee. I may not be as skills at it as the healers are. However, just telling the body to do what it naturally does just much faster doesn’t require me to be now does it?”

[energeticmiles-blog]

“Blame it on the body types.” Miles said with a shrug, nonchalantly shaking his head before uttering a sigh. “I’ve said it a million times before, and I’ll say it again. You aren’t goin’ into my head, Zachy boy. Even if it’s helping me or not.” He then said, a dash of seriousness gracing his complexion. “It’ll be all good in a day or two. I can’t believe that Mav vibration chick got me so good. She won’t be so lucky next time.”

[nooneishere787]

“I will, and hopefully I can rub off on you.” Lark said offering the male a smile. “Accidents happen, but that doesn’t take someone’s amazingness from them.” He shrugged, before laughing at what the male suggested. “But those would make me seem like some kind of badass, so I think Lark fits. I’m just a big softy deep down.” Lark gulped at the mention of prime. “No, I’m no trainee, or affiliated with PRIME in any way. I mean you could’ve seen me wandering around in your dreams.”

[energeticmiles-blog]

“Don’t get cocky now.” a short laugh escaped his lips once more. He then shook his head. “Nah, man. I’ve gotten lazy lately. Let people get to me and shit. I ain’t amazing, but I could be.” a rare, insight that Miles usually lacked, his eyebrow then shot up in amusement. “My dreams, huh? Is this the pain meds kicking in then? You know, things get pretty livid when you’re doped up like I am.”

[delkosh-blog]

❝I am Del.❞ She repeated to him, her Ukrainian accent more prevalent than ever as she found herself growing panicked at the situation explained by her company while simultaneously finding herself thankful that he was, in fact, real. ❝Kill? …No. I-I would not do that. I do not want to kill.❞ Del shook her head as the memory of such an event remained hidden under the repressive tendencies that kept her from falling apart altogether. ❝Prison? Is there food and blankets in prison?❞ She questioned, her innocent shining through the confused, but ever-changing expressions painted upon her face.

[energeticmiles-blog]

She’d forgotten. How convenient. He let out an audible sigh as he thought of his next move. At least she appeared to have no ill attentions. She probably just couldn’t control her powers. His anger towards her slowly subsided. “It has both of those, but it won’t be very nice there.” he tried to explain. She obviously wasn’t English. His bet was on Russian or Eastern European, judging by her accent. “You touch people and they scream, you say.. Every time you touch people?” He then questioned. He couldn’t help but feel compassion, even with what she’d put him through. He surely wasn’t going to be able to sleep for a while, practically having lived through a nightmare, but still, her ignorance to her power was enough to have him stand down. “Do you have a place to live?”

[nooneishere787]

“Just trying to be the best version of me that I can be.” Lark giggled scrunching up his nose at Miles. “That’s actually pretty cool. Your grandfather sounds like he was an amazing man, soI guess the amazing part must run in the family? I really like your name, and I think it fits you great.” He said trying to offer the man a smile. “Well, when I was born my parents wanted a son with a bird name so Lark it was. It was either that or Falcon, and I’m so glad Falcon wasn’t chosen. My name means free spirited adventures, so I guess in a way it fits me too.”

[energeticmiles-blog]

“That’s a good attitude to have. Hold on to that.” Miles said with a firm nod. “I wouldn’t call myself amazing when I break my leg while trying to do my job.” he admitted with a nervous, sarcastic laughter. “A son with a bird name. Falcon would’ve been pretty badass though. Or Eagle.. That’d be real american.” his face returned to a neutral expression. “Are you a PRIME trainee? I might’ve seen you somewhere before.”

[a-zach-novak-deactivated2024011]

“Would you like to.” Zach spoke with a grin upon his face. Leaning in a bit, he let his lips graze Mile’s own for a few seconds before pushing forward and giving Miles a soft kiss, keeping him locked in it for a few seconds before pulling out and wrapping his spare arm and squeezing the other’s waist. “We can always hit it now or later, see how you can keep up after that severe whooping you took and check if your…form is correct and all.”

[energeticmiles-blog]

“My knee is still acting up a little, so it’ll have to be pure torso exercise then.” he said with a sigh, clearly annoyed that the knee injury was holding him back. Damn that Maverick girl. He’d get his revenge some day and that was for certain. His trail of thought was lost the second he felt Zach’s lips on his again. A relief, almost. “My form is the best. I’ve been working out since I was like 8. I’m not as weak as I’ve been portrayed these last few weeks. I’ll probably even be stripped of my rank and forced to be a Knight again.”

[delkosh-blog]

Del watched him in horror as not a single one of her questions were answered. She then proceeded to wonder if he was real or if he was merely another image that only she could see. Perhaps, he was not real at all. ❝I am Del…❞ She explained, hoping that a simple answered would grant her freedom just as more questions followed. 

❝I touched you. People scream when I touch them…❞ The successive, wiggled in her restraints, testing for some sort of leeway only to find none. ❝Why?❞ She looked up at him entirely confused before finally asking the question that bothered her most. ❝Are… you real?❞

[energeticmiles-blog]

He saw what she had done. How it didn’t affect her, how she practically just sang the bloody pulp a lullaby. Everything about this was just a mess and he didn’t know how to react to it. She practically seemed unfazed by it which was the creepiest part of it.

“I’m Miles.” he answered. He was still keeping a distance, as images of the vision he saw came rushing back to him at the mere thought of touching her again. “I’m real.” he then stated firmly, realizing that she wasn’t completely sane. He’d seen it with people before, especially conduits with mental powers like hers appeared to be. “Do you realize you made that man kill himself? You killed someone. You have to go to prison for that.”

[nooneishere787]

“That’s true. But there’s always two ways to look at a certain situation, you can live with the bad, or choose to see the good.” Lark perked up as he spoke to the male. “It’s just a bird,” he laughed. “I mean, I’ve got time if you ever want me to tell me the story, I wouldn’t mind hearing it. Well, you know what they say, strangers are just friends you haven’t met yet.”

[energeticmiles-blog]

“Well aren’t you just the wise little fellow?” A genuine smile played across his lips for the first in a while. “Well, err, my grandfather was an olympic runner, so all his friends would call him Miles. His name was Maximillian, but they always called him Miles instead of Max. I bit random, but he died right before I was born. Miles it was.” He shrugged. “Nothing too dramatic. Any story to how you got your name?”

[nooneishere787]

“Guess you must be one heck of a lucky guy then,” Lark said giving him a small grin. Taking the marker he began to sign his signature on the cast, along with an earnest message. “Miles, that’s a pretty cool name. Don’t really hear it a lot. So, are you going to be alright, Miles?”

[energeticmiles-blog]

“I wish I could say that. If I were lucky, I probably wouldn’t have broken my knee in the first place.” he said with a silent sigh, letting the boy write on his cast. “Lark is more unique, I’m sure. I’m named after my grandfather, but that’s a long story.” he then said with a small nod. “I’ll be fine, thank you. Who knew the only one to write on my cast would be a stranger? My friends haven’t even brought it up.”

[nooneishere787]

“Sure,” Lark told the male, idly twiddling his thumbs as he tried to compose himself. “That’s pretty cool, at least you’ll be back on your feet soon enough. I don’t think we’ve met, my name’s Lark, and it’s a pleasure to meet you. Uh, mister.”

[energeticmiles-blog]

“It’s luck.” his lips formed into a small smile, even if he wasn’t particularly happy with his situation at all. He rummaged around the space around him, finding a permanent marker for the boy to use. “There you go, Lark.” he said while handing it to him. “Miles. Just call me Miles.” 

[nooneishere787]

Hearing the word PRIME, the boy tensed up, a sudden fear spiking up his body. Lark swallowed trying to offer the male a smile. “Sure thing, but I don’t think it’s my place. Gloat? No, that’s not really who I am at all. Can I sign your cast? I know that’s old school, but I’ve seen people do that in those really old shows, thought you might like that?”

[energeticmiles-blog]

Miles stared at the kid in disbelief for a second too long. He was sure there was something about him, but he didn’t even care to think about it. “D’ya want to sign it?” he asked and looked at the completely white cast around his knee and lower leg. “I’ll have it off in a few days. Perks of having a better healing factor... but sure, you can sign it if you want... do I know you?”

[delkosh-blog]

Del was transported to a secure area, having stayed unconscious from the moment Miles lashed out. Del had not been unconscious without being asleep since a medically induced sleep while she’d been in the hospital before being discharged with no solutions offered that would calm her mind or diminish her symptoms.

This time, when she awoke, she did not see a hospital. Though, it almost felt like one. She quickly attempted to sit up, but was restrained to the bed. ❝What is this, where am I?❞ She furrowed her brow at her company. ❝Who are you?❞

[energeticmiles-blog]

It wasn’t a hospital, but it wasn’t a prison either. Seeing her restrained put his mind at ease though, as the mere sight of her face had him remember the vision she’d given him. The shot of terror that had gone through his mind just by touching her. She woke up. He kept looking at her, but ignored her questions. This was his turf, he asked the questions.

“Who are you” he proceeded to ask as if he wasn’t going to say anything before she explained herself. “And what did you do to me?” the more important question that he had been dying to ask. “You’re at a secure location with PRIME. There’s no escaping, so I wouldn’t try.” He slowly understood why he’d seen a man bang his head against the wall until he died. If Miles’ had had prolonged exposure to that anxiety he felt, he was sure he would’ve done the same. 

[cyrus-karim]

“You finding anything about her in the system then? If she’s off the grid you probably won’t be able to find her- start a new file if not.” There were times Cyrus swore he had created new files for suspected Mavericks that would vanish by the next time he’d try to add in more information. Vibrations- he hadn’t encountered anyone with that sort of ability yet but that didn’t mean it wasn’t possible “I don’t gloat. It’s pointless” 

[energeticmiles-blog]

“So far she seems off the grid. I’ll probably get nothing, but it’s worth a try.” Miles said almost as a murmur, slightly annoyed that he probably wouldn’t have a run in with the girl for a long time. “According to Sequence information, she’d fit the Sequence... what was it.. eight?” he thought to himself for a moment. “But again, it’s only guessing and I’m probably just sour because she beat me.”

[delkosh-blog]

Del could not help but look to him curiously as he reacted to her powers. It always seemed odd to see others suffer the same torment that she felt at all hours of the day. She wondered if this was what her foster parents had seen over the years, if that is why they would punish her and why no one ever wanted her. It was all swimming through her mind so quickly that she hardly had the chance to focus on any thought for more than a solitary moment. 

As the conduit backed away from the successive, she continued towatch him. though it may have given her an advantage, a change to get away, she simply remained, glued to the sidewalk in curiosity. 

           ❝Lullaby… and goodnight…❞

She found herself muttering in a sing-song voice that would have been viewed as unnerving by most. Her heart began to skip as her victim began to shoot beam in every direction. Del womdered what he could see, but made no move to look into the nightmares. She simply let him suffer until the moment that he seemingly exploded. Del, however, hardly had the time to register this as her world went dark and she fell to the ground.

[energeticmiles-blog]

His eyes shot up and he grasped for air as if he’d been pulled out of the nightmare he’d experienced earlier. He looked around, slowly calming his breath as he realized he was in a bed at PRIME headquarters. It’d been many years since he had lost control like that. It was just as uncomfortable as he remembered it. He felt drained, even after he woke up. His body felt heavy and weak. 

              “Where is she?” 

His voice was hoarse and frail. His throat was dry and his body was shivering. What had she done to him? When none of the nurses that passed his room answered he decided to get out of the bed. His torn up clothes were on a chair nearby and as soon as he was dressed, he stepped out to find her. He figured she’d be in the secure part of the hospital, if she was caught in the explosion he knew he made. 

Red-head Jane Doe. He read on one of the doors. He knew it had to be her and as he entered the room he saw her lying there. He needed to know what she did to him. How she tapped into his brain like that. So leaned against the doorframe and waited for her to wake up. 

[tessc-blog]

isabel only manage to pick up on a few of his mumble words, but she did not care since what she got told her he was with PRIME. and seeing him injured just made her smile a little. that was until she got caught and her own smile was gone. ‘ hey, i wasn’t even going to say anything, ’ she retorted and just because she could not help herself, she added, ‘ but you should definitely quit, because it looks like you suck at whatever you do. ’

[energeticmiles-blog]

“Yeah sure, mock the man in a cast. How nice of you. Mom must be really proud of you.” Miles said with a sarcastic grin that left his features as soon as it had gotten there. He wasn’t too keen on kids in the first place, but rude ones had his blood boiling in no time. “You know, normally you get a sympathetic smile and ask what happened. What's a man gotta do to get some respect around here?.”

[cyrus-karim]

“Just because someone is stronger than you doesn’t make them a Sequence. I’m stronger than you after all” It was a joke, more or less and Cyrus followed it by a quiet chuckle “Good idea, though. What did she do? We’re supposed to be a team, we shouldn’t gloat about our teammates getting hurt”

[energeticmiles-blog]

“No, but she fucked me over pretty badly, and I don’t even think she gave it her all. And the day you beat me is the day I get promoted, aka, never.” Miles went on to explain with a small laugh, just a little more relaxed in the company of a fellow PRIME agent. “Vibrations.. I think. I could feel the kinetic energy at least, so I think that was it.” he sighed in a silent manner. Just relieved that it was over. “We are a team.. just only when it suits ourselves. I feel that way too.”

[cyrus-karim]

“Why would I gloat- you aren’t the first person to get hurt” as he plopped down on the couch next to miles, Cyrus looked at the cast that covered the boy’s leg. Surely his healing would kick in and that thing would be off in no time “What happened?”

[energeticmiles-blog]

The cast was mostly for show. Just to make sure the knee connected in the right way. He’d have it off in a few days, but that was still too long. “Got my ass handed to me by a Mavericks member. She was strong, could’ve been a sequence unaccounted for. I’m running it through our data base. Most PRIME rooks would gloat. It’s a constant competition here.”