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@justjohn-robins-blog
unstabled-emotions:
Have you seen Brooklyn? You know she’s about yay high, has red hair and can control people? I’ve been texting her and I can’t seem to get a hold of her.
She’s, ah. I can’t get an exact location. But I caught her- I think– for a second. I’m not a hundred-percent on that... to be honest.
girl-in-your-head.
She blinked,” I don’t know, I’ve never really tried it. I suppose it’s possible…..” She tilted her head, giving him a look like she felt he was up to no good,” Why do you ask?”
John’s shoulder jerked in a quick shrug, as though the nonchalant air could normalize the question. “I’ve got a headache,” he said. “And I don’t want to go totally silent like we did in March, but... like a minute? What about for a minute?”
“Oh? And what question is that?”
John lowered his chin to look at the diminutive girl. “Can your little trick; can it turn off powers? Can you control someone into not using their own ability?”
“Oh I’m sorry. Were you talking to me?”
I was. I had a question about your.... [he waves around his head, charading her powers]
“Go watch Italia marry someone else!”
theheightofintelligence:
Unfortunately, for the both of us, I can’t just turn off my mind. Or ‘zone out’. Sorry for the headache though.
I know; I know. It’s just hard to listen to when your surface thoughts go about a hundred miles an hour.
Oh, don’t mind me. You’d be surprised at what I’m capable of ignoring.
Dude, that’s what I was saying. You don’t want to be paying no attention around me. Your thoughts are giving me a headache.
I’ve got to say, the island’s gym has nothing on this one.
I dunno, man. There’s something missing.
jonathanlund:
So we’ve moved from an island to a mountain range and as far as I can see there’s still no obvious way out.
But you’re really good at stating the obvious.
Okay I’m really confused.
Tell me what’s going on before I end up more confused.
I heard something. Not, like... dangerous. And I normally just ignore what I hear.
Sam couldn’t stay in her room. It was too stuffy and the walls felt like they were getting closer by the minute. Staring at the ceiling was just not the same to staring at stars, and as she had no intentions of going to sleep tonight, she felt it was better to just go out. She didn’t walk to far, sitting on the first patch of grass she could find that gave enough room to spread out how she wished.
She had done so well at the hospital keeping her dreams away, but since coming to Grimstone it was like her mind was just having a field day with all the new people and places and experiences. She hated it. She didn’t want to give herself the chance to hurt anyone else, and each dream was an opportunity to do just that. She was having a hell of a time trying to get things back to how they were, but she hadn’t been successful yet. Night after sleepless night, until her body literally could not stay awake anymore. Sometimes there were dreams and sometimes there weren’t. She didn’t know what to do to stop them at this point, or why it was so different than the hospital she had been in.
John rubbed his forehead, trying to get the voices to quiet. It wasn’t that there were more voices; they were just so much closer than they used to be. It was one of his bad days; where reality seemed to be only on the most tenuous of strings. It was times like these when being outside was the best thing for him. It was the only place he felt like he could breathe. He didn’t want to see Blake on days like these, or Ryder for that matter. Nat saw him on occasion, but even that was usually too much for him. For the boy who hated to talk about himself, being compromised like he was in that moment was not an easy pill to swallow.
He was so wrapped in himself, he didn’t even notice that someone else was in the small clearing he had sat down, letting out a burdened sigh as he laid down in the grass. There was a dull thud against his forehead, and John blinked his eyes open, looking at the upside-down figure of someone else in the grass. As he sat up, she went rightside-up and John looked at Sam. He wasn’t even sure she was there. His mind loved playing tricks with him; projecting others’ daydreams like they were his own. He offered a lopsided smile, trying to think of something good to say. “Hey.”
It would do.
Well come on in and tell me what’s on your mind.
It’s not... what’s on my mind, per se. It’s what’s on someone else’s.
And you came. How’s it going?
I came. It’s... going. Going along.
Well, yeah, I think you’ve mentioned him, but other than that, I don’t really know much about him.
Alright. You’d tell me if there was something going, right?
Well, his name’s Jess. He’s older– smarter, all around er. He’s a good guy. I haven’t seen him... in a long time, though.
I’d say something, yeah. If something was really wrong.
We’ll get to that brother part in a minute, because I didn’t even know you had one. But, you’re acting weird and dodging my questions, what is it? Are you sick? Should I be worried?
–You didn’t?
I don’t think I’ve been sick. Just tired still. With two minds full of thoughts in the new place, everything’s all a lot louder. Still getting used to it.
I don’t have to be a telepath to figure out that you’re withholding something. Come on, don’t make me blow up your teddy bear just to get it out of you.
You caught me. It’s just still weird. Seeing someone here who’s not my brother, but you definitely act like him in a lot of ways.
It may be a fun party… and loud, sweat and drunk, but did you have any fun?
Oh... uhm. Yeah. That was... it was fine.
