IC; repairs

[write_it_in]

[There's a novelist sitting outside, leaning on a cabin wall out of the sun and smoking. The roof of the cabin is caved in, as if something landed on it... or it landed on itself, upside down. There are some building materials in a pile off to the side.

He appears to be waiting for something.]

Comments

[trump_apple]

[And that 'something' shows up pretty quick.]

Hey!

[trump_apple]

It's probably better that there's no superheroes in my world, I have a feeling they would get taken advantage of.

[speeeeeeeeeed]

It happens. Their fault for thinking the best of everyone.

[trump_apple]

Now that's not nice, it's good to think the best.

[speeeeeeeeeed]

Leaves you wide open for a good fucking over, though. I'll take the cynical road.

[trump_apple]

To each their own. Can you help us get the beams up on the roof?

[speeeeeeeeeed]

Sure.

[by that i hope you meant 'run up the wall super-speedily' because that's sure tommy's answer. it gets the beams up though]

[trump_apple]

[That is actually pretty cool.]

Woah! How'd you do that?

[speeeeeeeeeed]

Superspeed.

[trump_apple]

That's really awesome! How did you learn superspeed?

[speeeeeeeeeed]

I didn't learn it, I just have it.

[trump_apple]

Huh. Born with it?

[speeeeeeeeeed]

Guess so.

[trump_apple]

Can you teach me?

[speeeeeeeeeed]

I just told you I didn't learn it.

[trump_apple]

But even if you didn't learn it, can't you explain it?