04 DNA Strands

[kid_apocalypse]

[Evan couldn't fly. He knows it, but he didn't really know it. He was basing his assumption entirely on his entrance to Paradisa, and his setting the lobby on fire when he'd done so, and had otherwise been avoiding actively trying to fly, in case he embarrassed himself trying. That's why, tonight, anyone who comes out to the roof will see a young gray-skinned young man standing on the ledge, trying and repeatedly failing to leap from the ledge, only to crash spectacularly on the pavement below. It doesn't actually hurt him, but it does leave boy-sized craters every time he lands.]

So...uhh...I know what my loss is, but...how specific are they? If someone had lost the ability to fly, for example, would they be able to fly if like...someone threw them, or if someone who could fly gave them sort of a running start? I'm kinda curious to see what the limitations are. If...uhh...you're someone who could help, meet me up on the roof.

[After that, he'll resume his attempts,his journal open and catching his repeated failed attempts, which sound like someone falling from a great height, and then scaling the castle's outer wall over and over. feel free to reply over the journal, or ogle the insanity in person.]

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[kid_apocalypse]

[Evan had been concentrating fairly hard when Peter comes and reaches his hand out, which causes the ball of fire to *poof* out of existence as his concentration is broken.]

It is, but it's really hard to control. Like...my body is telling me to do it big, but...I don't want to, because I don't wanna lose control of it. I can control it better when I wear my armor, but I don't wanna rely on that if I don't have to.

[He nods.]

You must be Peter, I'm guessing?

[spongetastic]

That's me. And I've had some experience with losing control of my abilities. But I've figured out the balance...

[his outreacheed hand produces a ball of lightning. He lets the ball grow, then throws it in a long bolt out away from the castle]

[kid_apocalypse]

[When Peter conjures and throws the ball of lightning, Evan's eyes grow big, and he's got a big smile on his face.]

That was so...cool!

[He's only ever seen someone conjure lightning once before, when Ms. Munroe came to the school to give a guest lecture on atmosphere and weather awareness when using powers that could affect the immediate environment.]

D'you think you could teach me how to control my powers better?

[Evan's all kinds of excited now, if for no other reason than it felt like Peter was a person a lot like himself, just as powerful, and having to learn to control his powers from scratch.]

[spongetastic]

[he can't help smiling, too. He's missed some of that enthusiasm. Seeing only a glimpse of this kid's power, Peter can definitely appreciate how learning control would help in the long run]

I've never actually taught anybody, but I could give it a shot.

[kid_apocalypse]

I'd really appreciate it. I'm...supposed to be really powerful, all my teachers say, but I can't access it all yet. I know it can be dangerous, but I'm more dangerous without training, I think.

[Considering what he's already done without training, he knows it's a necessary evil.]

[spongetastic]

We can go in the Danger Room. That way, if things get out of hand the castle won't be affected.