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[Brandon looks, for all intents and purposes, bored as hell.]

You know what this place really needs?

[Bit of a pause. Purely for dramatic effect, you understand. He is an actor.]

Twitter.

And if you have to ask me what that is, you're seriously dead to me. Like. Don't even try.

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[Her answer would have been flippant, but after talking with Steph her expression softens.]

It - was quick. I got better. ...Or, um, I will.

It's - why I'm here. But I, um, wake up.

Edited 2012-09-27 03:59 (UTC)

[STILL.]

... Right. And who are you?

Cassandra. Cass.

[She tilts her head slightly, thoughtful.] Maybe I'll know it - after I wake up. [Twitter. It sounds like a bird call.]

[He pretty much has no idea what to do with this girl. help.]

You mean away from here?

Yes.

I was told I - meet people. In the future. So I...have to go back, right? [She looks uncertain, now.

This is all weird.]

[uh.]

I mean. You know best, right? I'm sure you'll go back. People drop dead like every few weeks where I'm from and they come back like weeds, pretty much.

[After a moment, her eyes go wide. For she is totally surprised, things like this don't happen in her world!] Really?

[Okay it's not very convincing, Cass doesn't really do deceit.]

... Why is it so hard to believe? You just said that you come back.

[NOT BUYING IT EVEN A LITTLE.]

...Yeah, but it's not - normal. [There's...more sincerity behind that one. Everything about death feels coldly final - that's the way it usually goes, the way it's supposed to go. It's still a rule even if it keeps getting broken.]

Yeah, so? I control lightning. That's not 'normal' either.

So - surprised.

[And then her face lights up.] Lightning? Can you - make it?

[He conjures a little ball of it obligingly. Brandon's a show-off. And ever since Steph's reaction to his ability...

He's... actually been a little proud of it. In a more honest way than he used to be.]

[Her eyes go wide as she grins.]

Neat.

[He... actually grins back.]

Yeah?

[A firm nod.] Yeah.

[...And then, a slight tilt of her head.] Do you - fight?

[His body language shifts. Guilt, resolve, fear-- it's all there, though everthing's muted somehow. Like he's good at hiding what he's really thinking.]

When I have to, I guess.

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