in the right light, study becomes insight

[captain_omega]

The rumors have been going around for some time. In fact, some people have even seen him. Captain Omega. A real life super hero. Spandex and everything.

The spandex? Is right underneath this mofo's clothes. Sure, sure, it gets a bit pricey to ruin a pair of clothes every time he needs to run off and be awesome, but where would the world be without

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[lasttimeilost]

Leon goes to the library because it's cool and it's quiet and he doesn't have to be at home. Plus, there are corners where he can just sit and think and poke at fresh bruises.

However, they've just called for closing, so Leon's on his feet and on the move. Except there's some other kid here who's passed out over a table. Normally Leon would just leave the guy, but hey, if one teenager screws off at the library, all teenagers get a bad rap and it's no longer a good place to go.

So Leon stands a few feet away, ratty backpack slung over one shoulder, and hisses "Hey." That doesn't appear to work too well, so he takes a couple of steps closer and tries again. "Hey. The library's closing. Hey."

What is with this guy, just sleeping through a library closing?

[captain_omega]

"Unhand her you fiend," Carlos mumbles into the desk, apparently completely oblivious to the fact that he is, in fact, face down in a pool of his own drool, and not fighting archfiends. Yeah. He's so awesome that when he had mundane dreams, they're about kicking ass as a superhero. What are you gonna do about it?

He opens his eyes to see a nerdy little thing and mumbles something incoherent, wiping spit off his face with his sleeve.

"...nerdchild plastic tuba..."

Apparently that means something in half asleep Carlos speak.

"You're not mugging anyone, are you, bro?" he asks finally, his eyes starting to focus.

[lasttimeilost]

Leon freezes when he hears the kid mumble in his sleep, and there's a Look. It's a Look of complete and utter confusion.

That Look only gets more confused (because that is somehow possible) when the sleep-talking CONTINUES and it makes completely no sense at all.

"I don't--um. Unless you count waking a guy up as mugging him, I'm not mugging anybody," he says. "The library's just closing right now, is all." He adjusts his backpack again, because it's something to do in the pause that follows. "Which means we gotta leave." Another pause. "The library, I mean. We have to get out the library."

[captain_omega]

"No, no, you're in the clear man," Carlos says, waving vaguely at Leon. Right. His stuff. He reaches for his backpack, tweaks the gravity a bit, and it's light as a feather. No bad back problems for someone as awesome as him. "Sorry, I was just having this wicked dream where I was Captain Omega and I was saving old ladies from being mugged and shit. It's really a pity I woke up because it was pretty awesome shit."

He finally focuses on the nerdchild in front of him, pressing his lips together. "Whatever, you'll totally do," he says, grabbing Leon's hand. "Okay, so here's the story, bro. You're my summer science project partner, and we got carried away doing awesome things in the name of awesomeness. It's on... nuclear fission. I don't even care. Whatever."

[allivegotleft]

McCoy spends his first evening in Chicago in the library. He wants to know what he's going to be dealing with here. All these new species he's never dealt with before - he needs to read up. Being a doctor in the 23rd century has made him pretty adept at retaining and cataloging that kind of information.

He takes a few books with him as the library's closing, because he'll likely have trouble sleeping without the hum of a starship to lull him out of consciousness.

On his way out, though, he notices someone still at one of the tables. Sleeping. Lovely.

McCoy walks over, but not too close, and pokes the figure in the back with the corner of one of his books. Just a few light jabs.

"Hey kid. Wake up."

[captain_omega]

"I don't want to go to the Legion of Doom," Carlos mumbles into his drool. He flops over slightly on the table, but doesn't rise. "I'm not evil. I'm too cool to be evil..."

He slowly opens his eyes though, regarding McCoy with suspicion. "You're not... The Primarch... are you, man?" he asks, squinting slightly. If only he had gained the super power of being able to wake up suddenly without any of this blurry nonsense! Nah, Captain Omega has cooler super powers anyway. Psych!

[allivegotleft]

McCoy with draws his book when the boy starts mumbling, arching an eyebrow dangerously.

Because McCoy needs another ego in his life.

"What in God's name is a Primarch?" McCoy drawls. "And why are you asleep in a library? This place is closing, kid."

He taps the boy on the arm with the book, hoping it will annoy him into full consciousness. It'd always worked on McCoy when Jim tried, the fucker.

[captain_omega]

Of course McCoy needs another ego in his life. Everyone could use a little more Carlos Garcia in them

[starryeyed_cass]

The one thing Cassie thinks is annoying about the Rift, is the way it likes the mess around with the weather. She was busy walking home back to Kashtta when storm clouds gathered and drenched the city in a sudden downpour. In August? I mean, really? Well, that's just Chicago. Stupid Chicago.

So's she spent a great deal of the evening drying off and writing until the rains stops. Or the library closes. Unfortunately, it's the latter. So she's gathered all her things and on her way out when she spots someone slumped at a desk, fast asleep. Oh well.

"Oi, mate.." she utters quietly. "Um, hey... you need to wake up. The library's gonna close shortly,"