[He snaps his fingers and points finger-guns at the boy, who is not a beast. Not yet.]
Now that sounds like a plan, shorter man! [He then remembers that only his other identity is supposed to know where he lives.] Um, just let me know where that's at.
Okay, fine. [He smiles meekly at her.] But you did save me, so no matter how many sorries there are, I owe you some thanks too. [Kurt gives a thumbs up.] So, thanks! Talk about de vine intervention!
I... I get what you mean. [He scratches at his head with a thoughtful frown.] Maybe just... a little bit at a time? And... hey, lots of people are remembering scary and unbelievable stuff. So, there might be people out there who can relate more than you think.
Well, I hope you aren't, anyway. [But she was smiling as she said this.]
No, I know. There are people I would not worry about. And thanks for being one of them. But it's still not something I want to just...tell people about, that's all.
[As she accepts the dead batteries, he had started to reach for hers. But he caught onto the meaning of the closed hand quickly, and so he his hand just hovered nervously in place as he nervously tried to assure her.]
Of course! Just a quick look around. Like... an hour or two, tops!
[Don't make her enforce your bedtime young man B|]
If you are certain.
[Slowly, very slowly, Amelia released her grip on the batteries. Even this pained her to do; it was like letting go of not just these ephemeral material things, but her son himself. He should grow, he should become more than he was--but she'd have to ease her grip for Kurt to do so.
Just a little. These were just batteries. Without looking away from Kurt, Amelia let go.]
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Gar!
[Kurt raises an unseen eyebrow.]
Tongs?
[A beat.]
Okay, that's fair enough. So I'd get to borrow them, right? ...Are masked heroes allowed to borrow comics?
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You should definitely let me know where you live, though, so I can collect it afterwards.
Deal?
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Then you'd know my secret secret identity! We can't do it that way. ...Should I set up a PO Box? Is that what those are for?
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[so close]
...And I dunno. I haven't heard of anyone using a P.O. Box since like the 1960s.
Why don't you just teleport to my house?
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Now that sounds like a plan, shorter man! [He then remembers that only his other identity is supposed to know where he lives.] Um, just let me know where that's at.
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[please don't ever call him that again]
And I live on XXXX Huntington Ave. It's, uh, down by this one park with the fountain... You can probably just Google Maps it.
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Kaede!
Okay, fine. [He smiles meekly at her.] But you did save me, so no matter how many sorries there are, I owe you some thanks too. [Kurt gives a thumbs up.] So, thanks! Talk about de vine intervention!
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[ She gives him a thumbs up back before adjusting her flashlight in her hands. ]
Are you ready to keep going?
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Right... Let's keep this journey rolling!
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[ And off they go! It doesn't take long before they reach the abandoned cars, and Kaede motions up ahead. ]
It looks like there's something up there.
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Yo, for real! Looks like we found our runaway trains. [Although each of them looks like they've seen better days.]
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Should we look through them? Maybe there's a clue to getting rid of that dome in one of them.
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Eleanor!
I... I get what you mean. [He scratches at his head with a thoughtful frown.] Maybe just... a little bit at a time? And... hey, lots of people are remembering scary and unbelievable stuff. So, there might be people out there who can relate more than you think.
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I just...I don't want them to think I'm a murderer. Or that I'm going to become one.
[Because she worried about that. She could feel that anger sometimes, that protective rage the other Eleanor felt...]
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[He trails off and looks down.]
Okay, maybe some people would assume that.
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So, it's easier, and safer, if I just keep it to myself.
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...I know I still trust you. I know you're not her. And I can't be the only one who can think like that!
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No, I know. There are people I would not worry about. And thanks for being one of them. But it's still not something I want to just...tell people about, that's all.
[She hesitates.]
Please don't tell anyone?
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Almedha!
R-right! I know. I should... do that! [He's not sure what 'cognizant' means, but he can kinda guess from the context. Kurt offers her a weak smile.]
Hey, I'm made of some pretty stern stuff. I'll be fine, Mom. I promise! I... just gotta get some new batteries!
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I have some with me.
[Nine volt or AA is what he meant, right]
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Really? Oh man, Mom, you're a lifesaver!
[One of those could work!! He holds up his battery, ready to replace the batteries.]
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You won't be staying down here long, yes?
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Of course! Just a quick look around. Like... an hour or two, tops!
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If you are certain.
[Slowly, very slowly, Amelia released her grip on the batteries. Even this pained her to do; it was like letting go of not just these ephemeral material things, but her son himself. He should grow, he should become more than he was--but she'd have to ease her grip for Kurt to do so.
Just a little. These were just batteries. Without looking away from Kurt, Amelia let go.]
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