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'We don't get too many crazies,' Maia says leisurely, sashaying to him and looking down. 'You'll be one of a very select group.'
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"Uh-huh," he says, choosing not to comment on the sanity crack. No point, really. "And who's 'we' supposed to be exactly?"
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'The denizens of this fine place,' Maia says silkily, running a hand through her hair. 'Or, if you prefer, we're some evil secret government agency desperate for more mechanics.'
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Not one of La Dama's, that was clear. She'd have gotten to the point instead of trying to mess with him if that was the case. Unfortunately, that narrowed the list of possibilities he knew to exactly zero.
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Hey. The guy was kind of cute, and just the appropriate age... She was only human. Okay, not technically. Whatever. The angel went into the room, eyeing Jaime curiously, the way she eyed every new applicant, and took a further peek at the application itself. If she paid any attention to the scratched-out comments running through it, she didn't mention it out loud.
"So..." she said slowly, trying to think of something appropriate to say. "Hi." That would have to do.
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"Um, hi," he added awkwardly, suddenly aware of the aforementioned phenomenon. "I'm Jaime."
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She tilted her head to one side, regarding him as a brand new smile lit up her features. "Lola Sanchez. Nice to meet you." Very nice, yes, very nice indeed. Okay, so now for something else, something like a good deed... Those should come naturally for angels, shouldn't they?
"Are you hungry?" Lola asked lightly. "You've been travelling pretty far. I was just going to pop by the kitchen for a snack anyway, so..." Yes, leaving the sentence unfinished, and punctuated by another hand gesture in the general direction of the kitchen. Well done, Sanchez.
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Jaime makes a face at the mention of magic. "Yeah, I've already gotten a taste of that. I'm hoping the throwing-scorpions brand of weird isn't the norm around here?"
The scarab isn't panicking for once, so he tunes out its scanning and babbling at him. If she's not hostile, her own weirdness is her business. "You too. I don't know, I'm..." Then his stomach growls audibly. Weird alien armor or not, he's still a teenage boy. "Okay, maybe a little. But is there a phone around here or something? If I can't get out of here, I need to call my folks. I already disappeared once, I don't want to freak them out again."
Things were just starting to get better, between reclaiming Dad's garage and Milagro actually hugging him again after avoiding him for weeks. He'd missed the brattiness, even.
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"I don't get it," Carrie said shyly. "You'd name your bar 'bug'?"
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Jaime flinches. "Uh, no, but if I worked there, it'd probably wind up with an unofficial name like that," he says, sighing. "'Beetle,' actually, and the reason why's a long and embarrassing story."
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He looks a little uncomfortable. "I've seen weirder lately. El Paso's picked up a lot of the strange after the Crisis last year. This kind of weird hasn't tried to smash me, throw a tractor at my school or kidnap a friend's kid, so a floating quill is kinda mild even if it writes down embarrassing stuff."
Okay, no one's thrown a tractor at his school, he just made that up, but he's just been waiting for the day something attacks in the middle of History. Waiting and hoping and praying.
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"For what do you intend to train? Surely at your age the instructors have taken an aptitude measurement and assigned you a career track."
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"I know, but it's... not really realistic right now. And I don't know you at all, and one of my friends laughed when I told her. A lot. Sir."
The 'sir' is automatic; Crais is really reminding him of Batman right now.
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"Sooooo...multiple personality disorder? Or just a weird day?" She smiled, not patronizing, but genuinely curious.
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No, the day with the robot penguins and his Mom nearly making Guy Gardner wet his pants still beats today.
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That about covered it!
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"Never been to Gotham. But I've heard stuff. Mostly about Batman, and... okay. Seriously. Elves?"
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