ext_293678 ([identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2009-09-02 12:29 pm
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The Cafeteria, lunch

Dinah had done another look around the theater before she left last night, then checked every place she could think where Edward might be in the dorms (he wasn't hiding behind the washers).

Now she was investigating the food in the cafeteria, waiting on Priestly and Adora, and deciding that Luke's was definitely better.

[expecting a few, but open]
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longislandiceme: (headtilt)

[personal profile] longislandiceme 2009-09-03 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Sweet," Bobby grinned. "But no, that wasn't it. He um- mentioned something about you being a mu- metahuman?"

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-09-03 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
Dinah blinked at the course-correction from mu- to metahuman, then nodded. "Yeah, I am." She gave him a curious look. "Telekinesis, and touch-telepathy." She looked over at the salt and pepper shakers, and grinned, held out her hand, and they zipped to her fingers. "You know someone else who is?"
longislandiceme: (airquotes)

[personal profile] longislandiceme 2009-09-03 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Well, he did, and he resisted the urge to comment on how her powers were sorta like Jean's. "Yeah, me. I mean, I can't do the mind-movey thing," telekinesis, Bobby, she just said it. "But I have powers."

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-09-03 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Ooo! Show me?" Dinah asked, sounding five. "I mean, if you can. If it's precognition or something, I get that that's not do-able."
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[personal profile] longislandiceme 2009-09-03 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Precowha?" Bobby frowned. "I don't think it's that, no," he shook his head. And glanced around quickly before holding up one arm and drawing the moisture in the air around it, forming his ice-armor.

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-09-03 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
Dinah's jaw dropped a second, as her eyes went round. "Whoooooooa. Does that-- how are you doing that? Where is the ice coming from?" She tilted her head, reaching out for his hand, then stopped. "Can I touch it?"
longislandiceme: (using my powers [iced])

[personal profile] longislandiceme 2009-09-03 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
"There's moisture in the air everywhere," Bobby told her. "I just take it and cool it down. And sure, if you want," he held out his hand towards her.

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-09-03 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
Dinah reached out to touch, intrigued, and grinned at how the ice around his fingers was almost cold enough to sting. "Awesome. How long have you had that? Can you freeze the whole table?" Her brain might have already gone to ice slides and-- "Ooo! Slushy?"
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[personal profile] longislandiceme 2009-09-03 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Few years now," Bobby told her. "I could probably freeze the whole room," he admitted. He nodded towards her drink. "You want me to? ...Make it a slushy, not freeze the room." People would probably notice that.

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-09-03 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Pleeeeease and wow that's a lot of power," Dinah said, impressed, and held out her drink, blinking at Bobby. "I mean, really a lot. Most of the metas back home have, oh, small powers. One guy I know has a perfect eidetic memory. Stuff like that."
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[personal profile] longislandiceme 2009-09-03 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
Bobby's grin flickered briefly at the 'lot of power' comment, but it was back full force as he reached out and tapped a finger against the edge of Dinah's cup, slushifying the liquid inside. "Telekinesis isn't small," he pointed out, because he'd seen what Jean was capable in a fight. And look, he even remembered the proper name!

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-09-03 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
"No, but it's hard to control," Dinah said, and sighed. "Even if I'm always working on it. I can almost walk on air now. Lift myself." She smiled proudly, and sipped her Slushy. "Mmmmm. Thank you!" She grinned, bit her lip, then lightly reached out with her TK and tapped his nose. "And that. Not that it's useful."
longislandiceme: (laughing)

[personal profile] longislandiceme 2009-09-03 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
Bobby gave a snort of laughter and reached up to touch his (now de-iced) hand to his nose. "The walking on air stuff could be handy, though. Maybe you could even fly one day!" Jean (the one back home, he had no idea about the one here) was getting closer to that every day.

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-09-03 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
Dinah giggled, drinking more of her Slushy. "Wouldn't that be awesome? I'd settle for being able to walk over rooftops though, you know? And have no one catch me." She took another slurp, and said, "Back home, there's not a lot of us, we're mostly an urban myth. But there's rumors of aliens, and other stuff, and people who've been altered by radiation from space. So we all get called metahumans, since we're not exactly all the same thing."
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[personal profile] longislandiceme 2009-09-03 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Sounds sort of like where I'm from," Bobby admitted. "There's people with wacky radiation powers, or magic or whatever, and then us mutants, who're just born with 'em. I don't know if there's an overall word for all of us, though."

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-09-03 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Hunh. And ours don't specials, so it's just, meta." Dinah considered that, than said, "I think I like that better than mutant. Maybe because nobody seems to know what it means, you know? Meta-human. More than human. Other-human. Whatever-human."
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