04. sixty foot leaps, it's so absurd but i'm floating.

[hartmanhips]

[ ACTION ]

[ guess what your favorite Psychonaut has got back? SHE'S GOTTEN BACK HER LEVITATION. She's now happily floating down the street on a pink-orange ball of psychic energy with odd psychic spikes protruding out of it. No, she doesn't seem to be aware that she's hovering about three feet above the ground. She's just...sitting. And humming a

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[weiss_tank]

[Guess what favorite Psychonaut character, have the one dude that hasn't quite resigned himself to the fact that not all people with 'talents' are out to kill him, or cause chaos, or abduct his best friends sister]

.....! Holy shit! What the hell is that?!

[hartmanhips]

[la la la la. Floating OBLIVIOUSLY~~ and is waving at him as she floats by him.]

Hello darling!

[weiss_tank]

What the hell is that! [He's still pointing, trying to figure out exactly when its going to lash out and attack him]

I knew it!

[hartmanhips]

[have her stop, and stare at him in what most honestly be the most confused look ever.]

What? Darling, it's just a levitation ball, it's not going to bite you!

[ra_ra_razputin]

[Another favorite Psychonaut might have started following behind on another glowy orange ball. Of course, he's not quite good enough to make it move on its own, so he's helping it along by running on it.]

[hartmanhips]

[AWW YEAH. Sorry you can't go into Milla's head yet, no Psychoportal, but now she's hovering nearby him and watching his technique. As well as being a super levitation teacher.]

Now remember, darling, think positive thoughts! That isn't the only way to get it higher, but it is very effective! Try thinking of ice cream, maybe! And once you can maintain a constant level of happy thoughts, I'll teach you how to sit like me!

[ra_ra_razputin]

[Well, sure, there aren't any bubble-blowing lava lamp disco party fans anywhere to be found, but Raz can make the best of this situation. Happy thoughts! Like that one time he beat stupid Bobby Zilch in the race; that was kinda awesome.]

Okay, how's this! [He may not be able to fly yet, but he can bounce! Which he does, about ten feet into the air!] Whoohoo!

[And he slowly floats back to earth, narrowly missing taking out somebody's mailbox.]

[hartmanhips]

[she winces slightly to herself. That's a bit too high, and she goes careening after him a bit faster than usual in order to help him.]

Good, darling, good, but modulate your enthusiasm! Think about only slightly happy thoughts - then very happy thoughts - then extremely happy thoughts! But I do like how you let that balloon down, very stylish, darling!

'Try thinking of ice cream' is my new favorite phrase.

[never_any_doubt]

[Spy is also out and wandering around, though he is of course on foot. If anyone asks he'll say that he's coming back from a cigarette run (he seems to make one every day, good lord), but the truth is, he's trying to discreetly get enough sun to get rid of his facial tan. Good luck evening out years of uneven exposure, Mr. Desmarais!

Of course, he forgets this immediately when he sees Milla, in favor of being rather annoyed.]

Zhis is what you were given? Zhey give me back all of my scars and you -- you get zhis?

[Spy, she totally lived way longer than you and isn't a huge douche. You do the math.]

well you gave me the 'frontal lobes' thing.

[hartmanhips]

[good luck indeed, Spy! She's just floating past you and smiling blissfully. Of course, when she hears the words 'scars' and the tone of annoyance, she feels incredibly guilty and dismisses the levitation ball in favor of walking back.]

Darling. I'm sure they'll give you something back. [there's a tiny mean part in her that wants to tell him YOU DOUCHEBAG, you DIED and you were so flippant about it, how can you expect to get anything good? But she'll refrain because he looks so annoyed right now.

She rests a hand on his shoulder, hoping that he won't shake it off.]

*touch touch*

[never_any_doubt]

[Amazingly, he doesn't shake her hand off. She did try to comfort him earlier for some unfathomable reason, and now she's doing it again, despite the fact that that encounter ended in her storming angrily out of his house. And while he definitely doesn't care one way or the other, he'll never know why she insists on caring if he doesn't let her care long enough to get to the bottom of it.]

Perhaps zhey will. After zhis zhere is nozhing I can think of zhat would be more humiliating.

[Well. Maybe if they gave him his camera beard. But he would never wear it, so it doesn't really count.]

WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT THEM?

[hartmanhips]

[her hand isn't being shaken off - victory! Next, she will progress to hugs - but baby steps is good, baby steps. Don't rush the elusive spy. She flashes him what must be the most brilliant smile she's had in a long time.]

Well, darling, it can only get better, right? [is just going to ignore yesterday, because it NEVER HAPPENED AT ALL.]

[serverofshota]

[Carrying an unusually large cake in one hand, heading to Honey's place.

Stops, seeing the... thingie.What.]

[hartmanhips]

[waves and then stops in front of him.]

Darling, would you like some help with that?

[serverofshota]

...

[shakes head no.]

... You?

[not... that... he has any idea how to help with seriously what the frick is that but a gentleman always offers.]

[hartmanhips]

[shakes her head as well, then dispels the levitation ball and hops down gracefully in front of him.]

It's good to see you.

[heartstar_blues]

[Who needed Psychic powers to fly? The Captain was flying as well with no glowing orange ball of spikes. He was staying about shoulder height off the ground, flying super name style.

Though shooting past her he looked back suprised at whatever that... thing was. He'd loop around and come back, standing there floating off the ground himself. His feet hovered about the same height as the ball did.]

What the ☠☠☠☠ is that thing?

[hartmanhips]

It's a levitation ball, darling! It lets me fly!

[and to prove this, she actually stands on the spiky ball of extreme doom. Floating precariously off the ground, what are you talking about?]

[heartstar_blues]

That's one strange power. Does it do anything else?

[He floats up to be at eye level... yay superheroes... sorta.]

[hartmanhips]

Well, no, it doesn't. But the psychic powers I have do something else...I just haven't gotten them back yet.