[Appointments Post]

[scootch]

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action. september 22.

[dickmoves]

[ WOAH DID YOU FEEL THAT SUDDEN BREEZE? WOAH THERE IT IS AGAIN. ]

[scootch]

[WHOA WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT brb dodging out of the way, because seriously, that's some wind.]

[dickmoves]

[ SUDDENLY IT IS NOT A WIND IT IS A SEMI-TRUCK CRASHING INTO YOU except okay it's more like an 155 pound teenager barreling into you with a startled yelp.

Luceti's cap on his speed and reaction time? Not exactly fun. ]

[scootch]

[WHAT THE FUCK x2. Ellie goes barreling over, cursing way more than a normal girl her age should, her hand going to her pocket instinctively as soon as she stops moving. If she's getting attacked-]

Shit...!

[...Wait, it just looks like some kid... where'd he even come from?]

[dickmoves]

Watch where you're going!

[ Like it's her fault, Tommy. He scrubs the dirt off a cheek. ]

[scootch]

Watch where you're going! You crashed into me, asshole!

[At least it looks like she won't need her knife. But she just got out of the hospital, she doesn't want to have to go back, so she's kind of pissed.]

[dickmoves]

Hey, you? Walked in front of me! I was just minding my own business when you threw yourself in front of me.

[scootch]

There was nobody even there, and suddenly you come flying out of nowhere! How is that my fault!?

[dickmoves]

Duh. I was running? You should be more aware of your surroundings!

[scootch]

More like you were invisible. Jesus...

[dickmoves]

I was just moving too fast for you to see.

[scootch]

Yeah, whatever.

[Cocky asshole 8( She's not buying it.]

[dickmoves]

[ He jumps to his feet in a blur, dusting himself off. ] Good thing I wasn't carrying anything!

[scootch]

[She'd like to snap another retort, but- he literally just blurred when he moved, there. Holy shit.]

Wh- wait, were you serious!?

[dickmoves]

Uh, yeah?

[scootch]

How!?

[dickmoves]

Mutation.

[scootch]

[PINGED AND NOT IN A GOOD WAY]

Mutated how? Because that's not a good thing where I'm from.

[She's still getting used to the whole alternate-world thing, and this is definitely something new.]

[dickmoves]

It's not really a good thing where I come from either, depending on your political ties! But it's probably safe to say I was born with it. [ Probab... ly.

We're not going to think too hard on that. ]

[scootch]

And it makes you... run really fast?

[That sounds like it would be damn handy to have in a world full of zombies to run away from.]

[dickmoves]

Yup. And my twin brother's a witch. Warlock. Wiccan. He's something with magic.

[scootch]

[He's a what now, what is that, what are those words, Halloween doesn't exist...]

That's crazy... magic doesn't really exist, does it? That's like, books and comics and...

[And she's in a multi-dimensional world where everyone has wings. Fuck.]

[dickmoves]

Just consider my life one big comic book and it gets pretty easy to wrap your head around it.

[scootch]

[...Hm.

Hmmmmmmm.

Well, what the hell.]

So how fast are you?

[dickmoves]

I can break the sound barrier.