Unpopping Victor Mancha.
((Done with permission. Vic will over time remember the concept of Hogwarts and kinda what goes on there, but probably not too much else. Generic disclaimer: there's bound to be various Runaways spoilers as I play him.))Coming out of the darkness, Victor's face felt wet. He reached up and rubbed at it with the heels of his hands, dimly wondering
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She had never seen a post-popcorn student before, and couldn't help from taking a closer look. "You were popcorn, weren't you? What was it like?" She held out a hand tentatively, as if making sure that he was really there.
Gaius was suddenly beside her, sipping at a martini and giving her a sardonic look. "A little young for you, isn't he?"
She ignored him as she ignored all but the most hurtful comments that he made and continued to question the boy. "What was that light? Was that part of the process?" It made sense, really. Heat was needed to make actual popcorn.
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Now he was getting a little nervous. Not because a beautiful woman seemed to want to get all tactile with him (or so he told himself), but because- because she'd witnessed that unintentional display of his powers. He knew from experience that adults who found out about him could only mean trouble.
"That would explain the butter, I guess," he said, glancing from Caprica's hand to her face. "I don't remember much. I was somewhere else, then it was dark, maybe for a few seconds, maybe longer... and then I was here, soaked with butter and salt."
In response to her question about the light, he shrugged. "Could've been." He disliked lying, but it wasn't exactly a lie, right? As though it were a physical manifestation of his guilt, a thread of electricity abruptly spiraled around one of his hands and dispersed. He groaned inwardly.
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"Oh," she said, sounding disappointed. "I was wondering if... well, I've heard that popcorn here is the closest a person can get to dying on Hogwarts grounds."
"That sounds awfully familiar," said Gaius, twirling a toothpick with an olive speared on it. "You're not starting to take after dear D'anna, are you?"
She laughed, though it sounded forced to her ears. "It was a silly notion. I'm sorry to have bothered you."
Gaius raised an eyebrow at the sight of more electricity, but for once held his tongue.
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Wiping one of his hands on his pants, he pressed two fingers against his neck to check his pulse. "I seem to be alive now, anyway," he said, smiling. "Sorry to disappoint? I've heard stranger things, honestly. And you haven't bothered me. At least now I know where I am."
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"Yes, it is. On Earth." She said it with barely concealed reverence, like she still didn't believe it--which she almost couldn't. Of all the people looking for Earth, she-- Caprica, the misfit Cylon, seemingly alone among all the others even among her own model--was here.
"If you were popcorn, I'd imagine that you were. I've heard that there's occasionally some memory loss associated with it, though."
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Caprica specifying Earth, as well as the tone she used, both struck Victor as a little odd. It hadn't even occurred to him that he might wake up on another planet-the thought was chilling. Still, from what little he could piece together, he knew Hogwarts was hidden in a 'wizarding world', connected to a mundane world similar to his own, if not the very same.
"There's definitely a gap... I do remember some things, just not much that makes sense. And who knows if they're even real memories." He sighed. Probably best not to worry about it; worrying wouldn't change anything, and always inevitably gave him a very human headache. "Um, this might be a weird question, but where do you come from? If you don't mind my asking."
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"I'm sorry to hear that," she said sympathetically. "I don't mind at all. I'm not from this planet. I lived on a planet called Caprica for a few years, a planet called New Caprica for a year, and on ships in space during the times I wasn't on either."
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