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10th Aura | Action
[Action at Nova City]
[For the most part, Jaune felt like while he couldn't always take what this place dished out, he could roll with the punches. He had a lot of practice with it, after all. A headache thanks to a set of horns and a ruined bunny t-shirt courtesy of a pair of wings would probably be a considered an inconvenience at best. And honestly, it kind of was. He had already knocked over a lot of things--and people--with his wings. They kept twitching as he tried getting more accustomed to them. Once they felt more natural and not just like two entirely foreign appendages stuck to his shoulder-blades, he wanted to test them out. He didn't consider that he might be an Incubus. He didn't care where they came from or why they were there. He could even ignore the horns.
Instead of picking a nice, relatively open place to test out his abilities, like Attleton or Fayren, he picked Nova City, mostly because he already lived there. With its daunting skyscrapers and flying vehicles, even in the dark, it probably wasn't the best choice.
It definitely isn't the best choice. Without the ruined remains of his t-shirt, Jaune is shirtless and flying into a lot of objects. He seems to think that by flying faster, he'll somehow be better and dodging too, which doesn't work at all. Sometimes he'll impact something so hard he falls on the ground, but he keeps trying, ignoring the way his head increasingly feels worse.
He's acting stupid and reckless. But this is the closest he's felt to invincible. He has to take advantage of it while it lasts.
Feel free to jump out of his way or approach him when he falls and keeps trying this out. On the bright side, he's actually smiling faintly.]
[Action at Remnant House]
[Eventually, he ends up returning to the house. It's late, probably around 3am at this point. Normally, he wouldn't even think of sleeping, but he's exhausted. Flying is tough. He's just going to...sit on the couch and hope his horns or wings don't ruin it if he jumps up or moves in general.]
[For the most part, Jaune felt like while he couldn't always take what this place dished out, he could roll with the punches. He had a lot of practice with it, after all. A headache thanks to a set of horns and a ruined bunny t-shirt courtesy of a pair of wings would probably be a considered an inconvenience at best. And honestly, it kind of was. He had already knocked over a lot of things--and people--with his wings. They kept twitching as he tried getting more accustomed to them. Once they felt more natural and not just like two entirely foreign appendages stuck to his shoulder-blades, he wanted to test them out. He didn't consider that he might be an Incubus. He didn't care where they came from or why they were there. He could even ignore the horns.
Instead of picking a nice, relatively open place to test out his abilities, like Attleton or Fayren, he picked Nova City, mostly because he already lived there. With its daunting skyscrapers and flying vehicles, even in the dark, it probably wasn't the best choice.
It definitely isn't the best choice. Without the ruined remains of his t-shirt, Jaune is shirtless and flying into a lot of objects. He seems to think that by flying faster, he'll somehow be better and dodging too, which doesn't work at all. Sometimes he'll impact something so hard he falls on the ground, but he keeps trying, ignoring the way his head increasingly feels worse.
He's acting stupid and reckless. But this is the closest he's felt to invincible. He has to take advantage of it while it lasts.
Feel free to jump out of his way or approach him when he falls and keeps trying this out. On the bright side, he's actually smiling faintly.]
[Action at Remnant House]
[Eventually, he ends up returning to the house. It's late, probably around 3am at this point. Normally, he wouldn't even think of sleeping, but he's exhausted. Flying is tough. He's just going to...sit on the couch and hope his horns or wings don't ruin it if he jumps up or moves in general.]
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[ he stops sitting himself, not to rub it in jaune's face that he has a little more flexibility with the floating ] A blast?
[ shakes his head ] I can figure out how to get them. I'm sure that wouldn't be monumentally stupidly hard to acquire. [ holding the sides of his head to keep the glasses on it ] Nah. We never fought side-by-side. We tried sparring once but I flipped my lid in the middle of it and that was the end of that shit. But he was the leader of all his aliens before and got them to all work together, despite being like this really fucked up group of twelve super-powered nuts. They actually did everything right and won with him as their leader.
[ holding his hand up for some sort of height reference ] He's regular people size but trolls get fucking huge when they're adults so he might get a lot bigger. It's hard to say because he doesn't fit on their blood chart. Kanaya is like high on there and almost your height right now. Their Empress was about twelve fucking feet. [ grinning ] Oh man. I wish they had them. They didn't have fucking chickens though. Their food wasn't all bad. Some of it was pretty damn good but most of it was really questionable and disturbing. I had to live on that for like three years. I was so fucking messed up from it when I got here. I didn't even realize. I couldn't hold normal food down for like a week.
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[Aw but he thought that was neat.] More like a blast than a laser. It happened before, too, with this jerk named Cardin. But it wasn't as bad.
We could both figure it out. [that looks uncomfortable.] What happened? Great as a ship but not so much on the same team? He sounds like a pretty impressive guy. Do I want to know what the person who can literally bend space-time considers superpowers?
Blood chart? Hey, I'm not almost twelve feet. [He winces, looking sympathetic.] It's already weird enough ending up here. Must have been hard.
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[ s h r u g g i n g ] No, we're a good team. But I kind of hate fighting? So he always held back on me. It wasn't really conductive to actually training in any form. We'd rather just chill on the couch and watch his dumb ass movies so we did that instead. He's impressive and fucking ridiculous and you'd like him. And super powers are super powers. Vriska has mind control and Kanaya's a fucking alien vampire.
It was this caste system based on blood colors. They have twelve different official blood colors and depending on where you were on this hemospectrum, you had a longer lifespan and different features and shit. So the colors with the longest lifespan was considered the royalty and the lowest was the fucking peasants. I wasn't calling you twelve feet but you're taller than my average ass. [ carelessly: ] Yeah. But I'm good.
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[He looks pensive.] Can I ask you a question? He sounds pretty cool. Maybe he'll end up here and then I can meet him. Neither of those super powers seem very pleasant. Good to know aliens have movies too.
No offense, but that's stupid. [Yeah no anything where some people are treated as less just because of something that is out of their control is terrible.] I was going to say Weiss-sized, but okay. I guess I can just sympathize. On my way to Beacon, I threw up on Yang's shoes.
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[ wiggles eyebrows then cocks his head ] Yeah, sure. Go for it. Maybe. Kanaya's pretty cool but yeah. Not to have used on you. That mind control shit doesn't extend to humans with her but their empress fucking mind controlled Jade once because Jade's part dog. They have a Will Smith too.
It's hella stupid. I agree. Karkat basically got rid of it. His entire group was one of each color. Fuck that noise. [ eyebrow raise ] Weiss wears heels. How do you even know her true size? She might be cheating always. And her flats are secretly like covert platforms. ...Also. Wow. That is a horrible introduction.
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Uh. I don't know how to put this delicately, but if there's anything I can do, that makes you uncomfortable...why don't you like fighting? Jade's a faunus? [Gasp!] They have their own Will Sand? I mean Smith. Will Smith.
Wow. He's definitely a hero. [He's glad Dave has someone who deserves him.] No, because one day I-- You know what, she'd probably kill me if I told you. She does wear heels but you're closer to her height than average. Yeah. You know what they say about first impressions and how not to ruin them.
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[ dave looks at him with knit brows. he huffs out a breath, which maybe isn't even a breath? something else to think about with ghosts. ] Jaune, you're not going to fucking trigger me. Calm down. ...And I just don't. I've had to do it all my life and I don't want to anymore. That's your animal people, right? Yeah. She's got dog ears. [ a little upturn of his mouth ] Oh man. I think Will might be a universal fucking constant. Holy shit.
Yeah. He is. He's also a fucking dick. What a great guy. [ leaning forward ] What? She can't kill you. You're currently some kind of supernatural being. ....But that saying is bullshit, right? My first impression of a lot of people was fucking awful.
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I'm just... Okay. You're right. So you're sick of it. After doing it all of your life, I guess I could see why. People with animal features. Is it just her, or does that happen on your world too? [There's a small light in his eyes.] Of course he is. If anyone would be a constant, it's him. Do you have a Spruce Willis too?
Heh. You're cute together. [He sounds totally innocent when he says it, which he might have learned from having so many sisters.] What, so I'm immortal? [He's actually considering what he can do if he is.] I don't feel very immortal though. [Yawns.] Really? I didn't think so when we first talked.
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I don't think you could do anything wrong with me. You're way to considerate for that. If you need help and I'm capable of it, I'd do it. ...Yeah. It- Yeah. [ he looks down then back up with a small half smile ] Just her. But there was a bird me around because of alternate timeline shit. Like, I had big ass crow wings. We have a Bruce Willis. What about Stiller? Tell me you have a Ben Stiller.
Oh my god. You've never even seen us. [ dave's transparent ghostliness temporarily gained a little red hue. he covers his face for a moment. ] What do you feel like? Are you tired? I think our first impression went okay.