"Get outta here if you don't know"

[takeitslow]

Who: Peter (takeitslow), Wanda (seeingscarlet), and You
When: 15th to early 18th in the medbay, late 18 to the 23rd in the hold
Where: Medbay and the Hold
What: Directly after this. Peter really screwed up and now he's hanging out in the medbay until he recovers. Later he hangs out in the hold. Wanda's around to feild all your questions about how stupid her twin is.
Warnings: Discussion of character death, violence, and severe injuries



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[skelepun]

[If she asked that question, she might be surprised by the answer.]

Well then we'll make 'em handle it. We won't take no for an answer. But if you're thinking going vigilante on this, kiddo, I'm telling you it's a bad idea.

Speaking from experience.

[seeingscarlet]

Chara.

[She was at both trials. She knows a little bit.]

And if this was your brother?

[skelepun]

[The question makes him bristle, imperceptibly. Not in anger, but in memory.]

It was my brother. Over and over. And maybe if things were different here, I'd be giving you different advice, but anyone you kill or hurt is gonna probably come back. You kill 'em now, they're going to be coming back angrier and more violent. You kill 'em a second time, the same happens. Over and over again until all you can do is watch yourself become a killer. Do you think that's going to keep your brother safe?

[He looks up at her, eye sockets genuinely curious.] I'm asking you for real here, Wanda. Do you?

[seeingscarlet]

['Over and over?' She frowns. What is with all of these people coming from places where you just die, with or without horrible torture, and come back? It's left marks on Billy that are obvious even if she didn't know him before.

For now, Wanda files that away but she's sure she'll see it in Sans's behavior now that she's looking for it. You don't just walk away from that kind of thing.]

Do you think I was planning to kill him?

[She's not an idiot. She can't risk losing her powers or accidentally dragging Billy into this.]

There are other ways to make someone afraid.

[skelepun]

[Exactly how much of that little speech was concern and how much was projection? Meditating too much on that ratio isn't something Sans relishes.

Especially since he's already pretty sure how it would shake out.]

What did you have in mind?

[seeingscarlet]

Only a little power. A warning.

[Because there's something to be said for making sure the person trying to use you against your family knows you have enough power to casually send them flying.

At the end of the day, Wanda wants Rinzler to leave them alone more than she wants to turn him inside out. It's a close call, but Sans does have a point that they're all stuck in a confined space.]

[skelepun]

Heh, yeah? Maybe. No guarantee he won't take it as a challenge, though. You gotta prepare yourself for the worst, kid.

[This will all be deeply ironic a week from now, when Sans takes a very similar course with the robot in question. Well, let it never be said hypocrisy doesn't flow thick in this skeleton's veins. If he had veins.]

Y'know... and you don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I don't think I've ever actually asked. [He tilts his skull to the side, lowering his voice.] What can you do?

[seeingscarlet]

And what good are these powers if I can't keep him alive this time?

[It's fortunate that there is skirt protecting Wanda's poor palms from her nails. Because she's already lived through the worst and she's not sure she can do it again. Sure, Peter would probably come back but there's always the possibility he'd end up dead-for-real like Athena.]

You know some of what I can do. The rest is...hard to describe. I can move things with my mind and there is an energy I can control. You've seen it before.

[There's more, of course, but without a reason to need to use it, that's a conversation for another time.]

[skelepun]

[With a nod, Sans slumps back slightly in the too-tall visitor's chair, eye sockets narrowed just a hair in thought.]

Sounds pretty familiar. [To his own abilities, but Sans doesn't mention that part.] Magic's a tough gig, kiddo. I hate to sound like a cliche, but there's a lot of responsibility there.

[He looks down thoughtfully, then back up.]

But hey, what the hell. Mind giving me a lift? [He gestures to himself, then lazily upwards. Fastest route to understanding is demonstration.] Got an appointment on the ceiling I can't miss.

[seeingscarlet]

[Wanda looks oddly frightened at the prospect and immediately draw her hands close to her body, fingers lacing in an almost painful manner.

Her nerves are too raw and she's seen what can happen if she isn't careful. Every other time she's felt this kind of overwhelming emotion there's been something (or someone) close enough that she actually wants to hurt. It's easier to control when given some outlet even if she hates it.

But this time...there's nothing. And Wanda very much does not want to hurt Sans.]

I don't...I don't think it is a good idea right now.

[skelepun]

That's cool. [Sans says quickly, reading the spike of apprehension off her as if it were an alarm bell. In truth, it's not far from the reaction he expected; but you don't learn without testing once in a while.] Rumors about my meeting on the ceiling have been greatly exaggerated. I'll reschedule.

[Drumming his fingers idly on the armrest of his chair, he cocks his skull to the side thoughtfully.]

You ever get any training?

[seeingscarlet]

[The sad part about this is that there's nothing actually preventing Wanda from doing it safely. Her fear was learned in a large part from the reactions of others and all of the thoughts that call her a monster or a weapon or a thing.]

Billy tries, but this is not the same as his magic. I thought Loki, the one from my world, would know what it was, but... [She shakes her head. And now there's no one else from her home she knows of who's been through anything remotely similar with the Mind Stone.] Even D-E-L can't read it. No one knows what it is.

[skelepun]

Hm. [Sans murmurs, rubbing his jaw for a moment in thought as he sized Wanda up. Reading a soul wasn't like reading a book. You could read damage, you could read sins, and if you got good enough at it you could draw lines together into a whole.

Wanda, though, she was a puzzle. The last time they'd been here, Sans got to physically hold it in his hands, and still couldn't decipher it. It might frustrate a man of lesser patience. In Sans' case, he leans forward slightly, holding up a hand.]

Can I show you something?