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casey um, son of iris, piece of trash

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ichorvcined:

“Would you stay still? I told you it’ll be a little while until you can move again….You shouldn’t of took that break for granted,” Vienna told the other as she dipped the brush into water and swirled it around. Looking over at the other’s back, she studied the artwork she was dong. It will wash off, but she still took pride into her work. She dipped the brush into another color of paint and went back to doing her thing. “Would you rather lay on you stomach instead of sitting?”

Casey underestimated just how boring modeling would be. Somewhere in the monotony of sitting around, Casey had slipped into hyper-speed and was having trouble slowing himself down. Every second that ticked by felt like ten. Vienna’s voice was dragging, moving slowly and heavily through the air like it was molasses. When she finished, Casey intently and slowly replied, “Doesn’t really matter. Doing nothing is doing nothing.”

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chatzy | fire and ice

Date: 01/08/17 Characters: All campers About: A snowy outing gets heated. Warning: violence, gore

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ichorvcined:

“I guess I have to be in the right mood to drink it too,” Caine mentioned when Casey told him that he didn’t drink it that often; too oblivious to realize the lie. He nodded in agreement when Casey told him his favorite. “I like that too though, but I guess I didn’t realize it was called Early Grey,” He commented and then thought about his answer for a moment before smiling. “Um, yeah, I guess. I can manipulate water pretty well and I’ve been dabbling in created contained storms. But I’ve never talked to a fish before. Whales, on the other hand, are very chatty creatures,” He jokes. “What about you? Have any abilities?”

Casey silently cursed himself. Early Grey? As Caine listed off incredible feats, Casey nodded along, trying to mask his utter amazement. “Well, uh. I can move really fast. Well, not really move—I can see really fast? Does that make sense? Like if you shot me with an arrow I could probably catch it.”

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ichorvcined:

Caine walked contently alongside Casey as well and then looked over at him when he heard him speak again. “Oh, I’m Caine,” He said, reaching out his hand and shaking Casey’s. “Poseidon cabin,” He tagged on, figuring that was always good information to give when meeting new people in camp. He returned his hand back to his side and continued walking with the other. “Nice to officially meet you. Do you drink tea often? What’s your favorite kind?” He asked, making conversation.

“Not often,” Casey lied. “I like Early Gray.” Casey thought about his answer for a brief moment before changing the topic. “So do you get any cool ocean powers? Can you talk to fish and that kind of thing?”

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bluebryn:

Her fist connected with nothing, and suddenly Casey was next to her and Blue was punching the air. “Holy shit!” she exclaimed, turning to him. “That was so cool!”

“Never tried it with a bullet before, but if you ever want to test it out...” Casey winked and shot two finger guns playfully in her direction.

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bluebryn:

Blue hesitates for a second, not sure if she heard him right. Then she grinned and took a few steps closer to him, cracking her knuckles and rubbing her palms together. “Okay,” she replied, maybe a little too excited. She dropped into a fighting stance and swung at him.

The cracks of her knuckles echoed in Casey’s brain like a ratchet slowing the gears of time. By the time she fell into her stance, Casey was already in hyperspeed, watching the strands of her hair fall to her level like feathers. Casey leaned to the side and watched Blue’s fist glide gently past him.

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alecmasters:

They relax and smile again. “It’s fine! Your power is cool too. If I was like, talking really fast, could you use it to understand me and respond in real time? Or would I just be talking slower and harder to understand because everything is drawn out more? If someone is speaking while time is going slower is their voice a lower pitch?”

Casey laughs. “My power works a little faster than that. It’s like...” He shrugs, trying to think of an example. “If you blew a raspberry, I could tell you how many times your lips flapped.”

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bluebryn:

“Ooooooooh. Nah, that’s not boring. That’s like some Quicksilver shit.” She waggles her eyebrows at Casey. “Can you show me?”

Casey grins. “Yeah, I can show you.” He sets his laptop down on the couch and pushes away the coffee table with his knees. Adopting a ready stance, he gestures Blue closer. “Try to hit me.”

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alecmasters:

They blink a couple times. “Um, maybe? I’m still figuring out how it works. I think the more options I have to pick from the greater the chance I get it right? Which seems kinda weird.”

“Okay. That’s a cool power. Sorry, I was just curious.”

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alecmasters:

“I think then it’s like… still more likely? I get a lot of kinda, gut feelings, so I pick the right thing most of the time?”

“So, like, if you were to bet on me in a fight, you could tell if I was going to win or not?”

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alecmasters:

They mirror him and lower their cards too. “I win bets based on luck, right? So if me and Fizz bet against each other on something luck-based, it should work that we cancel each other out, or are both just really lucky, yeah? But the way our luck works is different, so sometimes she’ll win for a week, and then I’ll catch up, or we’ll alternate, or anything like that.”

“What if you bet on something skill based? Like...” Casey shrugs. “A horse race, maybe.”

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alecmasters:

“Within reason. Like, if you betted me that Fizz was gonna walk outside the cabin right now and offer to paint my nails and stay up all night for sibling bonding, that’s just not gonna happen. But most other things, totally! Except when I bet against my sister, ‘cause that’s when it gets interesting.”

Casey lowers his cards, more interested it what Alec has to say. “Interesting how?” 

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alecmasters:

Alec takes a new card, smiling when it’s a six. “Nope! It’s fun though, I like fun games. Easy ones, y’know? When there’s not things to bet on? Though betting’s fun. But no one bets with me other than Fizz, because, well, obvious reasons.”

Casey notices Alec smile when they pick up a card. “Do you always win your bet?”

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bluebryn:

“Anytime, my guy,” she said, brushing off his thanks because she’s more interested in the other thing he said. “So you’re power is getting baked? Didn’t know Iris was such a hippie.”

“Kind of. It’s like... Time just goes really slow. Or I just go really fast. It’s like a high but I don’t feel as good.” Casey considers this. “Oh my god, maybe I am boring.”

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bluebryn:

“You sound like this one Ares dude. Really fuckin’ tall white guy. Asked him what he does in his free time earlier and he said ‘if I’m not working out I’m probably with Macey.’ How boring can you be? Whatever, I’m sure you have fun so I shouldn’t judge. Not my business like I said. You probably have some cool Iris power going on so testing it out must be a blast. One of your half-brothers Jeremiah, he was so fuckin’ dope, he could shoot beams of light from his hands. Anyway!” She stands up. “Try it now.”

“Beams of light? Seriously? All I get is, like... At will edible-highs.” Casey refreshes the page successfully, clasps his hands in prayer, and closes his eyes. “Bless you.”

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bluebryn:

Blue snorted. “What you do in your free time is none of my business.”

“I literally just sit here, so...” Casey shrugs, relieved his joke didn’t offend. “I mean, not always. If I’m not in the arena or the rec center, I’m here.”

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alecmasters:

Alec grins. “Nope, go fish! Do you have any…” they pause for a moment, their eyes skimming over their cards and stopping on one. “Sixes?”

“Go fish.” Casey reorganizes his cards. “I guess this isn’t the kind of game you usually play?”