A Whole World to Figure Out

"i'm fine, just.... blurry." (Surprise! Jason to Faith)

Faith looked over at him," you are not fine, mister," she told him," you forget I'm a light sleeper most of the time, my love; I've heard you up the last few nights," she told him," and things being blurry is never a good thing."

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intheshadowsofthenight

Jason blinked a bit and rubbed his eyes, setting down the folder that was in his other hand. He'd hope the action would help clear up his vision so he can continue to protest. However his vision was even blurrier and blinking only brought it back to his previous blurry state. She was right of course. The last few nights he's hardly slept a wink. When he did, imagines, voices, sounds bombarded his head.

"Nah, maybe I just finally need glasses," He tried to joke and give her a smile but it came out sounding more tired and bitter than he meant it.

Faith shook her head," as much as that may be true, you also need good sleep,Jase," she told him bringing him a cup of tea that would be to his taste," I know this isn't your favorite but it's what you need right now instead of coffee," she told him as she sat next to him," is there anything you want to share about why you've been so restless?"

intheshadowsofthenight

My tried to fight back the bitter smile at the tea and the thought of sleep. Especially good sleep which had been increasingly hard to come by. He stared at the tea in all its fuzzy glory as he tried to put together the words in his head in a string that makes sense. He pinched the bridge of his nose again.

"Just... I've got a lot of noise... up here," He tiredly pointed at his head. It was the best way he could describe why.

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Faith nodded as she listened," like white noise, noise or buzzing noises like bees?" She questioned trying to figure out what could be going on in her boyfriend's head," or actually talking noises?"

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Stabbed Protector

( continued from here X )

Aileen tried to not laugh, however, she had found his last sentence, and a soft laugh escaped her lips." I guess you could've done so at that moment of the sneeze," she hummed," I'm sorry for stabbing you," she started to come out of the hiding spot slowly," I just wasn't expecting anyone else to be in this area," she informed him as she looked up at him.

@mikeyismyinnerchild

Mikey smiled when she laughed. He’d been right. He’d startled her and she was scared. Doesn’t make the stabbing hurt any less, but at least he didn’t have to fight with an injured hand. He gave her a smile.

“Ah don’t worry,” he waved it off. “I get a cool new battle scar out of it and my shops not far so I can clean it up.” He should probably go to see Donnie too. Otherwise his brother will flip if he finds out on his own or gets an infection. Regardless he didn’t want to remove the knife until he got back to the shop. “Besides, I can be pretty intimidating,” he said with a fake tough guy accent, puffing out his chest in a fake bravado gesture.

She chuckled softly again," you have a really positive attitude for what happened," she noted she thought about asking about going to his shop as well but didn't want to push," um... Think I'll head back home now," she hummed as she stood up," and for the record it was not because of you being a talking giant turtle, purely because I heard someone behind me," she added wanting that to be known.

“I’ve been through a lot. I learned to take things with a laugh unless it was serious,” He said. He pushed himself up with one hand at the same time she did. He did appreciate her clarifying that it’s not because of what he is.

“That’s good to know. You new to the area? If so, try to steer clear of the alley’s if you can. They aren’t the safest. How come you were over here anyways?”

She nodded at his first question," yeah been here about a week now, and I know it's because of me no matter what my parents have told me, " she started," and alleyways are usually where I um hide out at," she paused a moment as she looked him over best she could in the dim lighting," I have these abilities that I can't always control so being around a lot of people is not always an ideal situation for me," she finished hoping telling him this wouldn't back fire on her later on.

Mikey took in the information on her. Abilities huh? He knew someone who’d gone through that. He smiled. “I get it. I had a friend who went through something similar a long time ago. She helps out at my shop. You’re welcome to come by anytime, she might be able to help,” he offered, though he wasn’t sure how much April could do depending on what the abilities are. Still he knew how much having a place to go can mean to someone who has the need to hide.

Is this my chance? Should I ask about going there now? She thought as she listened," would it be a bother or anything if I went with you? To your shop?" She decided to ask not wanting to risk being around too many people," I know there's about to be a whole bunch of people out and I'd like to wait until the foot traffic slows before I can finish my way home with hopefully no incidents," she added.

He nodded, glad to have a chance to help and to show off the shop. He loved his little place. It took a lot of work to get it which wasn’t easy, but was so worth it. “Sure. You’re welcome to come any time. It’s not far from here’s. I’ll show you,” he agreed. He glanced up at the rooftops. He knew the way from up there better than down here. “Um… how are you with heights?”

" I'm pretty good with them,why?" She responded as she looked back towards the street side of the alley they were in for a moment to check there was no one watching them before she looked back at him and saw him look up.

“Climb on my shell. I’ll have us there quick and in a way no one sees,” Mikey told her, looking back down at her. “It does require us to go up though. Rooftops. You’ll have to hold on tight.” The last thing he wanted was to drop a kid half way over a gap in the roofs. But it was the quickest and less noticeable route to his shop.

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"Are you sure? I don't want to accidentally hurt you ," she told him as she looked at his back," I have been told I can squeeze a bit too tight," she informed him as she rubbed the back of her neck for a moment.

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Questions for ‘Extraordinary’ Muses

Questions for muses who have superpowers, psychic powers, medium abilities, magic, or any other power that is not considered ‘ordinary’.

When did you realize you had an ability?

Were you born with your ability?

Did you have to train or be educated to use your power?

Describe the first time using your talents.

Does anyone you know have similar powers at their disposal?

Have you ever been bullied, ostracized, or feared for being different?

Has your ability altered or manifested in your physical appearance?

Does everyone know about your power?

Is there anyone who doesn’t know and who you are afraid to tell?

Is having special abilities normal in your community/society?

Have you ever had an embarrassing moment while using your ability?

What is the hardest thing about having a special power?

What is the most useful thing?

Would you ever choose to give up your abilities?

Would you ever choose to trade your ability for another?

Does your power cause more good, or more harm?

What does it feel like when you use your talents?

Have you ever hurt yourself with one of your abilities?

Describe at least one of the things you can do in detail.

Do you find people are impressed by your abilities, or do they express a negative reaction?

Do you have limits of how much of your power you can use?

Have you ever had to hide your abilities around people who wouldn’t understand?

What is one of your favorite ‘tricks’ you enjoy doing with your power?

How did your family/friends/significant other react the first time they witnessed your abilities?

Do your powers cause you any discomfort?

Do you ever consider having a special ability to be a burden?

If you could give your abilities to one person for a day, who would it be?

Do you use your abilities on a daily basis?

Does it ever offend or exhaust you if someone asks for your help because of your special power?

Name one skill you haven’t yet perfected that you want to master.

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"Rose, sweetie, time to get up, we're going somewhere special today!" Dawn grinned as she shook her gently.

Rose stirred slowly, her small frame shifting beneath the covers as the first rays of morning light filtered through the curtains. With a sleepy blink, she rubbed her eyes with the backs of her tiny fists, her lashes still heavy with dreams. A soft yawn slipped past her lips, delicate and breathy, as the warmth of sleep clung to her like mist.

"Out?" She whispered, her voice barely more than a hush in the quiet room. The blanket slid from her shoulders as she sat up, pooling at her waist and revealing the soft cotton nightgown she wore, the only one she could bear against her sensitive skin. It hung loosely on her, worn but cherished, the fabric faded from love and countless washes, its hem brushing gently against her ankles as she swung her legs over the edge of the bed.

Dawn smiled as she watched her," yeah we're going out," she replied as she looked over the nightgown," I know you hate it when I say this, but it won't be much longer and we'll have to find you another one," she told her with a small smile," now are we going to be little miss independent or are we going the need a little help here and there route?"

Rose whimpered softly, a frail sound that barely escaped her lips. She rubbed her eyes with slow, clumsy hands, her tiny fists pressing against the sleep still clinging to her lashes. Everything about her, her hunched shoulders, her trembling bottom lip, spoke of exhaustion, not just in her body, but in her spirit.

“Hep…” she murmured, her voice barely a breath, the simple word carrying a world of need. It wasn’t just tiredness, it was surrender. Today, she couldn’t do it alone.

She didn’t like new things. She never had. Change tugged at her sense of safety like loose threads, unraveling everything too quickly. New shirts still folded at the end of the bed, the different shoes by the door, all of it felt wrong. Too loud. Too big.

But she trusted Dawn.

Even when Dawn made her try something different. Even when it scared her. Even when it hurt. Because somewhere deep in her little heart, Rose knew that Dawn’s hands were safe. Knew that when she said “help,” Dawn would always come.

" I know sweetie, but I don't think you'd like it very much if you can feel the cold air through big holes in your nightgown," she told her and nodded at her answer," alright, do we want breakfast first or to change first?" She questioned always trying to make sure the child knew she had a voice with her and choices. Sometimes she'd look at her and see just how far Rose had come since Dawn first got her to the house.

Rose paused mid-movement, her gaze distant and thoughtful in the quiet morning light. Slowly, absentmindedly, she brought her fingers to her mouth, gently chewing on them—a soothing habit, a silent comfort while her little mind sorted through its sleepy thoughts.

“Food…” she mumbled at last, the word soft and simple, as if it had just floated to the surface. Her wide eyes lifted to meet Dawn’s, innocent and expectant, her fingers still tucked against her lips.

With slow, careful movements, she slid off the edge of the bed, her feet padding softly against the floor. Her hair was a wild halo around her face, sticking out in all directions like a dandelion gone to seed. She didn’t seem to notice, or mind.

Still chewing, still quiet, she stood there in her rumpled nightgown, looking up with that unspoken question behind her eyes: Would there be breakfast? Would there be warmth? Would Dawn still be there to help her through another day?

And the answer, always, was yes.

Dawn smiled and gently took her hand, something she did to subtly say, ' don't chew on your fingers' without actually saying it," alright, food it is! Pancakes or eggs?" She questioned as they made their way to the kitchen.

" Yes the dogs are already playing outside, they woke up early this morning," she chuckled softly," but I'm sure they will still want you to feed them if you want to," she added.

She looked up at her and gave that small smile. She love the dogs and she loved to play with them and feed them. The dogs seemed to know her body language. "Pup!" She said excitedly as she bounced and then the other question seemed to register in her head. "Cake..." She said with a nod before she ran outside and smiled grabbing the bug cup filling it with food and waddling over the spill the cup into the bowls.