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[LN] Thank Goodness We're Well-rounded Characters
Kon was reading at relative superspeed. It wasn't at his usual brisk pace, because he found that the limitations of his powers meant he couldn't retain the knowledge for more than a few minutes at his usual speeds, so he had to slow it down a little, but he was still thumbing through far faster than some of the others were taking just to go through the study guides they'd quickly procured.
"Is it just the fact I'm reading this as superspeed or does this story make no sense?" Kon said, as he thumbed through page after page.
Another reality shard had fallen away and now that their brands had signaled it, it was time to go dimension-hopping. Fortunately, it was a very small shard in the middle of the wilderness in Siberia and the area of effect was spreading slowly, so they had time to prepare.
With his otherworldly wisdom, Manny had managed to help out on this one, communicating some clues about the world they were about to enter by flashing the image of a cover of a book.
A fairly terrible book. Apparently they were entering the world it was based on.
So they were doing their homework as they geared up to go and trying to make sense of the senseless.
"So what I'm getting from this is this is a world where you're not allowed to have more than one personality trait? I think? Under pain of death, you have to be a one-dimensional character."
"Is it just the fact I'm reading this as superspeed or does this story make no sense?" Kon said, as he thumbed through page after page.
Another reality shard had fallen away and now that their brands had signaled it, it was time to go dimension-hopping. Fortunately, it was a very small shard in the middle of the wilderness in Siberia and the area of effect was spreading slowly, so they had time to prepare.
With his otherworldly wisdom, Manny had managed to help out on this one, communicating some clues about the world they were about to enter by flashing the image of a cover of a book.
A fairly terrible book. Apparently they were entering the world it was based on.
So they were doing their homework as they geared up to go and trying to make sense of the senseless.
"So what I'm getting from this is this is a world where you're not allowed to have more than one personality trait? I think? Under pain of death, you have to be a one-dimensional character."
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"I'm a ninja. I know how to keep quiet and unclinky," he said with a grin. "I didn't read all of it but it sounds like the world we're going into has a bunch of cults based on vocab words and Manny made it clear the shard would be too small for us to detect easily and that the one cult that most of us aren't smart enough to get into probably has it. So if we're gonna have to go into the stupidly violent one until things make them intersect and give us a shot at it, it pays to be prepared."
He added, "Besides, you guys are all powerhouses with the magic and the invulnerability and flying and all that. How else am I going to keep up in a fight?"
He was the least powerful among them after all. Yes, his speed and agility were very enhanced compared to home and yes he had the teleportation power, but the former was nothing compared to the two supers, and the latter was far more limited than Nico's magic, since he could only do it in smoke or darkness. Her magical ability was nothing to sneeze at given how powerful and versatile the staff of one was.
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"We're not going to be demonstrating the magic et al, so all you'll really need to compete with is the humans from that reality," she said. "Which isn't to say that you shouldn't bring weapons. It's better to have a weapon and not need it than need one and not have it."
She flipped back through the study guide and suddenly chuckled. "Hey, Nico, when you make me and Kon look like we're sweet sixteen, are you going to make us look like we did when we were actually sixteen? Because that was the age of really unfortunate hair."
She'd been growing hers out after years of wearing it in an androgynous crop, and Kon had still been taking his stylin' tips from the nineties.
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He tossed it aside like it was trash.
"Done. That was total trash. The Cliff's notes version: we're going to be in post-apocalyptic Chicago, for some reason they're split into factions, based - yes -" He pointed to Raph "- on vocab words. Probably some genetic engineering or weird social engineering thing. Everyone takes a test when they're sixteen to see which one they fit in with the most and get to choose whether to stay where they are or transfer. If you test as having more than one facet to your personality, you're divergent, and people try to kill you because you can think for yourself. Or something. And we need to all pick Dauntless - the crazy people who think being brave is all about showboating - because they're going to be brainwashed by Erudite - the brainy people - to attack Abnegation, the weird culty selfless people that have a thing against mirrors. So that'll give us a chance to infiltrate Erudite. We'll have to make the cut during training, though, they turn out all but the top few to be factionless, aka shunned and homeless."
A pause.
"And also maybe stop a massacre? Not that it's our problem but I'm pretty sure we can sabotage it without much extra work just by, like, existing there. Oh also the lead is a girl named Tris who wants to strike out on her own and protect people. She's kind of daring but also quietly vulnerable, trying to find her way and bildungsing the heck out of that roman. I think she's important to the events of her world so we're gonna have to make sure our presence doesn't knock her out of the running in Dauntless."
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"I'm for stopping a massacre if we can, but we should focus on finding the shard," she said, the corners of her lips tugging downward as if to join her stomach on it's journey toward the floor. "I'd prefer to cram it back where it belongs sooner rather than later."
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He added, "We should be able to sabotage it without getting caught no problem, though. I can handle that part if we need to go stealthy. They're using some kinda mind control serum, right? I saw that part at least. They'd have to bring the serum to their HQ before giving it to everyone. Maybe all that serum can have a little accidental spill."
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"Anything else we need to prep before we get this show on the road?"
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He ticked off his fingers.
"There's Amity for the peaceful. They live on a hippie commune farming and singing songs and eat 'special' bread that keeps them all mellow. Abnegation, who all act selfless all the time to the point of having no personal identity - which is super healthy sounding - and feed the factionless and stuff. They don't believe in looking in mirrors because they think it'll make them vain but that sounds like a group of people hiding that they're all secretly vampires to me. Candor, the honest people, who are, inexplicably, often lawyers. Please don't ask me how that works. And Erudite, the smart people, who are actually pretty dumb because they think killing people will accomplish something. We should all pretend we had parents or mentors from who started in Dauntless and transferred out that thought we'd move in that direction, who taught us how to fight so we'd have an edge. You know, to explain the hero stuff. But we need to pick where we're pretending to be from."
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"Candor," she said.
"Candor," Raph said at almost exactly the same time. Her smirk grew as she cast a look his way.
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"Jinx," they both said, also at the same exact time.
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"I guess I'll go with Abnegation," she said. "And I'm set for someone to base my mentor off of."
Artemis wouldn't be impressed with this place at all, but no one could say that her training methods wouldn't prepare Cassie for whatever Dauntless could think to throw at her.
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"I'm going to say I'm from Erudite and then just be myself so they get really confused because I'm me. Then when they point out how dumb I come off I'll point out that's why I transferred, duh. And then they're the ones that'll feel stupid."
He gestured dramatically with both hands.
"It's the perfect cover."
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"Anything else you guys want to keep in mind so that it happens when I cast the spell?" she asked as she began picking at the nail of the smallest finger of her left hand. She was really trying not to get used to using a single nail for this sort of thing. Bad habits.
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Even if it was an illusion, he didn't exactly want to be standing there butt naked as a human.
"Also, it's going to have to make me feel human, so when they touch me they're not feeling shell or leathery skin."
A pause.
"And I want spiky hair."
It looked cool, okay.
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Right now, he looked like a mack truck but that was a little too bulky for a sixteen-year-old. But his younger self, while cut, didn't look like quite as much of a powerhouse.
"Not as thick as this but close."
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Blood glistened along the edge of her nail, and she grabbed the Staff from where it was propped against the table. "Keep all that in mind for yourselves, I've got other things to focus on."
Like one of the many events in her life that made her feel guilty and awful, to fuel the spell.
"Sixteen and nowhere else to be."
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He keened a glance at a nearby glass wall decoration.
"Man, I am handsome no matter the species," he said, tilting his head back and forth to get a good look.
Also, he had clothes, which was important. The standard black and white pseudo-future clothes that Candor people wore, though Raph's had translated as something somewhat athletic-looking, a tight black top with white sleeves made of some strange future material, and black pants and boots.
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"Yep," she said, fluffing her shaggy cut with both hands. "Awkward hair days are here again."
Her clothes, meanwhile, were baggy and gray and disguised what muscle mass she'd retained during her transformation. She frowned down at her skirt. "We're getting new clothes, right? Because this skirt is going to be a pain in the butt to fight in. Don't get me wrong, I can do it, but it's gonna be awkward until I tie it up."
She did kind of like the sweater, though. It looked almost like a boyfriend sweater -- a boyfriend sweater that had been worn shapeless and baggy on the boyfriend before she stole it, but a boyfriend sweater never the less.
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Kon had the face he'd had around age sixteen but the build he'd had around seventeen, not quite linebacker muscular but muscular enough to convey the fact he could use an actual person as a bludgeon. To those who knew what Kon looked like at both ages, it might have looked strange but for anyone else, it would work. He looked believably like a sixteen-year-old blessed with very good genetics that had bloomed early.
The Erudite clothes especially worked out. He looked like he was born to wear the color blue. Or, well, cloned to. (Because he had been.)
As soon as he saw Cassie's hair, he did what any good boyfriend would and laughed uproariously. Then when he looked at his reflection in the glass and saw that he had the fade again he pointed at his own reflection and kept laughing uproariously.
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"Happy with your new look, then?" she asked Raph as Cassie and Kon laughed at their own and the other's hair. "You should be able to fake changing clothes -- they probably won't have spandex jumpsuits made for you, but the illusion should swap them out for you."
She assumed they were going to be dressed in spandex in Dauntless. It sounded suspiciously like what she imagined the Initiative was like.
This was going to be awful.
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He nudged in close while Kon and Cassie briefly engaged in some joking with each other, putting a hand on her elbow supportively.
"Hey, listen. This sounds like a boot camp kinda thing, like it's all about control, and I know that's not really in your wheelhouse." She was all about rebelling against stupid rules, taking down the bad guys as quickly and efficiently as possible, and running off before getting entangled in stupidity, not letting herself be controlled and working within that control. "You're way more about kicking really stupid authority figures in the stones and booking it before they can drag you into anything stupid. But none of these people have anything on us, so we got your back, okay? Whatever happens, it's not like the stuff where bad things happened and you didn't have control."
All of the danger was just an illusion.
"At any given point that it looks like it's going south, we break cover, and me and these two goofs will give you plenty of time to get your staff out."
Then it'd be harder to get the shard but nobody that tried to hurt any of them would stand a chance.
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She set her jaw and turned her face away to glare into the gold orb on the head of the Staff of One. Normally she'd try to come up with a change of subject to get them off one she didn't want to talk about, but all other topics for discussion seemed to have been swallowed by the yawning pit growing in her stomach.
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Clearly, it was time to go, before the sad-looking not-turtle boy and the sad-looking goth girl got sadder.
"Let's get this show on the road, people."
Kon held up his hand and his brand - which looked like the S-shield, natch - glowed bright yellow. A massive, beautifully intricate door opened to a random alley in the city that was their destination. The door seemed like it was set into the wall so it looked like a normal door, probably as camouflage, and sure enough, as he stepped through and looked around, he saw that it looked like an average door from the other side. The only indication that it was something different were the bars over it, which had subtle designs that resembled the intricate designs on the other side.
"Coast is clear and the door looks like it belongs here anyway, so come on through, guys." He added, "Man, this brings me back to the days I had a brand on my hand that opened doors to a never-ending space rave."
A pause.
"Which was way less lame than this."
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"Don't worry about it," she said quietly. "Kon and I are classic attention-hogs; can't bear to have it off of us. They won't pay attention to you at all."
She gave the technically-younger girl a reassuring squeeze, one gentle enough not to crush her -- ability to magically pop Kon's nanochain out of his body aside, she looked like a stiff breeze might send her sprawling. Before Nico could object (or elbow Cassie in the ribs), Cassie released her and pushed her toward the door.
"Are you already hiding that thing, or do you need to cast another spell?"
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