The Getout

[avengers_fan]

After his shower and slipping into something nicer than his workout clothes, Victor did some snooping, and managed to find a window that he could open. The view was something breathtaking, even with the barred cage around the outside to prevent falls. Not a problem for what he had in mind though. When he let his powers charge up faintly, he could

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[billykaplan]

"Couldn't they get us a better writer?" Billy asked, flipping through another issue. "We have got to talk to someone about this."

"And then you can kiss what little secret identity you have left goodbye," Eliza said, again with that too-sweet voice.

"I've got a secret identity."

"Billy, dearest friend. Light of my life. Provider of so much entertainment. You don't wear a mask."

[avengers_fan]

Victor smirked at Billy fussing over the book. "Why don't you send in your own stories anonymously?" He turned to Eliza. "And not everyone needs a secret identity y'know." He paused. "Then again... all our parents are dead or disassembled. Me and the others from LA I mean..." He rubbed the back of his head.

[magnetlips]

"I need a secret identity." Cassie took a sip of her coke. "Not that it'll last for very long." Then her step-dad would disown her. "I probably should have joined your group." She joked. Of course she didn't mean it, she loved being a Young Avenger, and running off to LA would've given her mom a heart attack.

[avengers_fan]

Victor smiled genuinely. "Hey... always an extra bed at the Hostel. Nico's parents built their lair big enough for a small army. Considering it's underneath a tar-pit with no air conditioning, I'd pack some light clothing though." He grimaced, remembering nights of having no recourse but to sleep in his birthday suit.

He had an uneasy feeling that would have led to some awkward situation eventually. He was sure of it.

[billykaplan]

"Must be nice not to have to deal with family," Eliza said wistfully.

"You guys are interent legends, you know," Billy said wandering over towards the stove to investigate the soup. "And as always, this appears to be more meat than anything."

"I happen to like meat," Eliza pointed out, sticking her tongue out at Billy. "And so does Cyrus, so it's not like I'm cooking for myself."

"Vegitables won't kill you."

"They could."

[avengers_fan]

"Who's Cyrus?" Victor asked, before turning back to Billy. "Actually... I haven't been online since my Mom died... Is there really stuff about us on there? We don't have a hookup in the Hostel. We do have two non-working time-machines, but sadly, no internet."

[billykaplan]

((Just so you know, Victor has seen Cyrus, though I can't recall if they were introduced))

"He's one of my cousins," Eliza said, shooing Billy away from the soup. "The six foot tall albino. Prone to hiding under things. Bit of a spazz. Turns into a nine foot tall werewolf?" She gave the soup a stir. "You can use my computer, if you want."

"Heeey, how come he gets to use the computer, and you threaten me, your best friend, with bodily harm if I go near it?" Billy asked, his tone making it clear that he was joking.

Eliza held up two fingers. "Two reasons. One: I can't hear him." She tapped the side of her head. "Two: I know what you do to computers."

"That was an accident."

[avengers_fan]

Victor nodded graciously to Eliza and sat himself down at the computer. Not brave enough at the moment to confront what his Inbox had probably become, if it hadn't completely overloaded anyway. He was already into a few news-bytes about the destruction of The Pride and the Excelsior outreach program related to their own group, when something Eliza said caught his attention.

"What do you mean you can't hear me? You were talking with me weren't you?"

[rowenamox]

"You didn't tell him?" Eliza said, cocking an eyebrow at Billy.

"Not my place," Billy said. "Besides, I'm still getting used to the idea myself."

Eliza snorted, turning back to the soup. "I'm an uncontrolled Empath... receving only. I pick up emotions like a radio, all the time. I can't block people out on my own." She said it all very matter of factly. "I hear everyone, except people with very strong mental sheilds of their own... and people like you. Inorganic minds, if you will."

[avengers_fan]

Victor winced, some self-opinions he'd been trying not to think about roiling to the surface. "So... you don't hear my thoughts because they're not real." He sighed and slouched a bit. "Just so much binary code probably."

He tried to distract himself with some more news articles. Some tabloid had a photo of what was either a smudge on the camera lens, or possibly Karolina. There was also a fairly amusing editorial about a teenage 'dark priestess' roaming the streets of L.A.

[rowenamox]

"Just because I can't hear it doesn't make it not real," Eliza said. "That's like saying that just because I've never been to China, then it must not be real either." She snorted. "I didn't always hear what everyone was feeling, doesn't mean that they weren't still feeling it." She gave the soup a taste. "Okay, seems edible. Anyone hungry?"

[avengers_fan]

Victor paused to mull over Eliza's words for a bit, before feeling a bit better. "If it's got meat, I'm likely cool with i--- THE HELL?!!" Victor stood up, the chair falling back away from him, hands gripping the edge of the computer table and gaping at the screen, static crackling at the back of his mouth.

[magnetlips]

Cassie jumped, spilling the soda. Typically when someone started yelling it meant some super villain was in the area. Or Tommy had just done something and it was best to get out of Iron Man's way. "What's wrong?"

[avengers_fan]

Victor pointed frantically at the screen, looking thoroughly disturbed. "Someone nutcase has got people believing the Steins built me as a sex-bot for Chase!" He glared at the screen. "What dyslexic gorilla using a bad copy of Photoshop put THAT picture together?"

There was a fuzzy, but faintly convincing, photo of Victor and Chase making out. Victor huffed. "I think I liked the article calling me an Electro-clone better..."

[teddyaltman]

Tea is not for breathing Teddy reminded himself as he choked on his drink. "Sex-bot", hoo boy.

"H-How could they tell you were synthetic?" he managed, thumping his chest a couple of times to knock the liquid out of his air passages. "I mean, I wouldn't point to you on the street or anything as being anything other than a regular kid." Although Teddy's judgement of "regular" or "normal" was more than a little suspect.

Heh, sex-bot. Probably shouldn't mention that around Vision.