Kinetic Force || Ava & Sebastian
· Who: Aveline Clarington & Sebastian Smythe
· What: The two kinetics start experimenting with their abilities
· When: Monday, 29th April, after classes
· Where: Clearing in the woods
· Notes:
With hands shoved in his pockets, Sebastian strolled down the front steps of Langthorne, blinking a few times as his eyes adjusted to the brighter light outside. He’d finished with his classes for the day, and despite having had his mutation tutorial that morning, he still felt pretty good. Monday mornings were always his least favourite, not for them being Monday mornings, but for having that particular class. The simple fact was that he had no idea how to use his powers. When he was younger, he’d tried. He hadn’t minded the nosebleeds, or the almost passing out. Now? He would rather die than admit it, but he hated blood to the point that he was tempted to label it his biggest fear. The only thing he feared more than blood was losing control of his powers. The Monday morning class brought both of those fears to the absolute forefront of his mind. To be frank, he didn’t push himself, in fact, pulled himself back in those classes, not wanting to show his teacher just how fucking terrified he was of blood, or losing control. Last time he’d lost control had been… He still couldn’t think about it without panic gripping every fibre of his being.
When Aveline had come forward with the offer that they both work on their powers together, he’d initially blanched. Nope, no fucking way was he doing that. But… she also had a kinetic power, like he did. And she seemed to harbour the same fears as he did, fear of hurting others. Sebastian had no issues inflicting verbals barbs on others with an alarming frequency, didn’t mind making fun at others expense. Hell, he wouldn’t have minded putting little electrical jolts through people at times. The problem was that he didn’t know if he could just limit himself to little electrical jolts; there was always the lingering fear that what he meant to be a little jolt would be enough electricity to burn a hole in them, or kill them. And Sebastian was a dick, but he wasn’t a killer.
The simple fact was, however, that he had to learn. He was sick of being stuck with little hand tricks, sick of being terrified of his own abilities and sick of fearing pushing himself and sick of fearing his stupid nosebleeds that came with it all. If he could gently stretch himself, perhaps there would be no nosebleeds, no risk of hurting others because he’d be in control.
He knew little about Ava, just that she had telekinesis, and was Hunter’s little sister. But he knew enough that he wouldn’t hurt her. If she was anything like him, her telekinesis would protect her faster than his rampant electricity could hit her. If he knew anything from experience, it was that powers liked to protect their owners. Any time someone had taken a swing at him (something that happened often enough), his electricity had flared out without so much as a conscious thought from him, blocking the attack instantaneously. He imagined Ava would be at the least on similar levels. It was a reassuring thought. He could experiment with his powers without fear of hurting her; she could experiment around him without fear of hurting him.
He made his way through the forest on the edges of campus, directing himself towards the place Ava had mentioned they meet. He knew where it was, had run past it numerous times. The forest was peaceful just then, the gentle sounds of animals around him as he quietly pushed through the narrow paths. They didn’t run away, luckily, something that pleased him. He didn’t like people that much; he did like animals, however.
Eventually, he found the clearing and the shack, glancing over it with a careful eye, looking to see if Ava was already there.