surburban war

jack and coke @kcayne: don't invite me over if you don't have any mac n cheese. fuck.

[keaghancayne1]

piperhansons:

The moment Keaghan’s skin touches hers, Piper’s eyes flash with an array of swirling purple hues. In her mind’s eye, she’s presented with Keaghan’s face. In fact, she’s presented with more than one of them. Three faces that appear to be copies of Keaghan’s and, maybe if she focused a bit harder, she would have noticed the minute differences between the trio, but she pulled her hand away from his; her eyes returning to their normal shade.

She stitched her brows together, looking at Keaghan in front of her, trying to figure out what she had just saw. “—That didn’t make any sense.”

"Are you okay? What happened?"

[keaghancayne1]

piperhansons:

Piper extends her hand out in front of herself, palm facing the ceiling. She wiggles her fingers. “Can I see your hand, please?”

He puts his hand on hers and waits.

[keaghancayne1]

celinebolton:

That would have been cool. [She grins.] Imagine playing pranks on people. [She laughs.] I would be so freaked if I just saw two arms coming out of a wall.

"Yeah, that would be hilarious. I should try something like that. So what can you do with your powers again?"

[piperhansons]

She smiles at his joke and looks down, slipping some hair behind her ear. She catches sight of Keaghan’s hands and gets an idea. “—Can I try something?” She asks, looking back up at him.

[keaghancayne1]

"Sure," he says.

[celinebolton]

No, it’s definitely that cool. Can you do it like through walls or something?

[keaghancayne1]

"I've tried and it didn't turn out too well. I can always teleport to the other side of the wall though."

[angel-velasquez-blog]

Angel lets out a halfhearted chuckle. “I was pretending to blow my brains out and shot a hole in the ceiling.”

[keaghancayne1]

"Better than shooting a hole in your head," he says with a smile. "For me, I kept freaking people out. Like, I'd sit next to my roommate on the couch while she watched TV at night and then when I spoke, she'd scream because she couldn't see me. And then I was like, Oh maybe that's my power. I can be invisible in shadows."

[keaghancayne1]

celinebolton:

[Celine walks over excitedly and sits down in front of him. She then watches his cool trick and then looks up at him, completely stunned.] What?! No way! That’s so cool!

He smiles at Celine, mostly at how amazed she looks. "It's not that cool. It's just a thing I figured out." 

[keaghancayne1]

angel-velasquez:

"Yeah, well, I think I’ve had enough." He gestures to the broken bottles.

"Probably. The last beer always tastes the best, though," he says and drinks more. "So, how did you figure out what your powers were?"

[keaghancayne1]

angel-velasquez:

"No, I- just shut up and drink the beer."

He takes a drink and then wipes his lips with the back of his hand. "I can't believe you gave me your last beer."

[keaghancayne1]

angel-velasquez:

"No." Angel passes the bottle. "But I don’t make it a habit to offer beer to strangers."

He takes the bottle and screws the beer cap off. "So you only ask people who have illegal superpowers if they're old enough."

[keaghancayne1]

angel-velasquez:

"Great." Angel walks over to a nearby pillar and picks up a near-empty six pack of beers. There is one left. "You want this?"

"Cool, thanks," he says. "Do you always ask if someone is old enough to drink before you offer them a beer?"

[keaghancayne1]

angel-velasquez:

Angel gets more accurate as he gets closer, and the bottles are quickly all shattered. “Damn straight.” He picks up a half of a broken beer bottle and lays it on the stack of boxes. He turns back to Keaghan and asks, “Are you old enough to drink?”

"I am," he says as he walks over and picks up a large piece of a bottle and puts it on a box.

[keaghancayne1]

angel-velasquez:

"Totally. You must be my lucky charm." Angel starts walking back towards the setup, firing several more shots and nicking a few other bottles.

"Contagion and Madame should move over. Obviously, I can train you and everyone."

[keaghancayne1]

angel-velasquez:

"Yeah, yeah. Easier said than done." Angel flicks his gun once more, and the neck of one bottle is blown off.

"Hey, look you got it! It was my advice, right?"

[keaghancayne1]

angel-velasquez:

"Ever? Yes." He fires another shot. "Now? No."

"It shouldn't be that hard. You're aiming at stationary objects. Maybe you're just overthinking."

[keaghancayne1]

estelle-sandoval:

Estelle is standing in the warehouse, wrapping her hands in bandages. “Anyone want any training? Advice? A spar?”

"Yeah, want to be my human test subject?"

[keaghancayne1]

angel-velasquez:

Angel takes a deep breath, aiming carefully at the bottles. With three quick flicks of his finger, three shockwaves zip through the air toward the bottles. When none of them hit, Angel fires three more. Nothing. “Shit.”

"Have you hit anything yet?" he asks.