sam "flying jackhammer" alexander ✧ nova (
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station722016-09-13 05:43 pm
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mental link, day...36? sure.
[ Technically, it came up a few days ago, but Sam's been letting something bounce around in his head to see if the possibility gets less troublesome after he sleeps on it. And sleeps on it a couple more times.
or he's just saying it late so the newbies can hear it too, w/e
It's not getting any less freaky. So, out of left field: ]
( So if aliens can hack our emotions, do we...actually know they can't mess with everything else? Memories? Are we actually who we think we are?
What if there is no spoon? )
It's not getting any less freaky. So, out of left field: ]
( So if aliens can hack our emotions, do we...actually know they can't mess with everything else? Memories? Are we actually who we think we are?
What if there is no spoon? )
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[ Opening up to the mental link a little more is easy with a broodmate. Too easy, really, but Sam doesn't wanna go into that line of thinking right now. It's not a bad demonstration, though, and he lets the jumbled up string of thoughts and emotions around that out - Sam worked hard to be able to share what he wanted to share when he wanted to share it, a feeling of unease that it's so easy for that to be taken away, flashes of this is mine and ain't no one wants to see it anyway.
It's probably more open than he's been since his first few days here, but it's brief. Mostly he just wants Sam to be able to get a feel for how he stops it. He goes slow, visualizing a cloud layer as seen from up above. It's an almost effortless image to pull up, when he's got memories to draw on, when he can vividly picture the exact shade of orangey gold of the sun reflecting off of them, fading into soft pinks as it sets. One by one the thoughts and emotions disappear below it, until they're blocked completely and all that's left are the clouds, accompanied by a distance sense of the weightless feeling that comes with flight. ]
( Works best if you pick something that makes sense for you. )
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He's starting to think he can piece something together out of the two. Something that's a little more...him. ]
( Gotta say, you picked a pretty good way to do it. )
[ God, he's sick of being stuck on the ground. Can they get off this planet yet. ]
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[ And it's because he gets the feeling that Sam does know that he adds,] ( First chance we get, man, you and me are gonna go flying. Been a while since I had someone who could probably keep up. )
[ If he puts a little emphasis on 'probably,' well, he can't resist joking around a little. ]
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( I don't know, man, you're still the one repeating it. What do you go by? )
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( Nova. )
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[ There's a moment of hesitation before he continues. He's mostly been trying not to think about it, but now that he's been talking more with Steve, it's been on his mind. ]
( Hey, uh. I know I haven't asked much, but where you're from - are we close, or anything? )
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[ If Sam seemed weirdly awkward when he first arrived, this should sure explain most of that. ]
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[ It's not a question, more of a confirmation - and honestly it's mostly just to buy him some time as he figures out how to say 'yeah the Avengers aren't really a thing where I'm from any more and I kind of ended up on the wrong side legal wise, is that gonna be a problem?' ]
( Do the Sokovia Accords mean anything to you? )
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[ Well. At least that didn't go straight into "really? you?" like he'd half been expecting. ]
( Sokovia Accords? Nope, nothing. Why? )
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His hesitation when it comes to talk about this is pretty obvious, especially considering he's usually pretty open about things. But he isn't gonna lie about it either. ]
( They caused kind of a lot of havoc back home. Part of the reason I'm not technically an Avenger anymore. )
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( Yeah, well...there's always something. )
[ There's a sense of a mental shrug; he's not judging.
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He wonders, for a moment, what it says about the place that Sam's from that his response to that is almost casual - but he's a little too relieved that he's not getting asked more about it to be willing to pursue it right now. ]
( Yeah. Kind of seems like it, huh? ) [ There's a feeling like a mental exhale, then he pulls back with a smile, letting just a trace bit of warmth through the connection. ] ( Let me know if the shielding gives you any trouble, all right? I've got a few more tricks. )
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( 'k. Thanks. )