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Superboy / Kon-El ([personal profile] matchmadeinhell) wrote in [community profile] ya_assemble2015-01-27 03:04 am

[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."
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[personal profile] mark_in_the_sands 2015-02-09 11:17 am (UTC)(link)
Cassie couldn't help but snicker as she fell in line with the rest of them. Someone had forgotten than Kon was mostly invulnerable. She winked at Kon, then schooled her face to a neutral expression as she waited for whatever their 'trainers' were going to throw at them next.
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[personal profile] othersdestructive 2015-02-10 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
Eric glowered at Cassie but broke off to storm off and do...something. The man that had tried to break up Kon and Eric on the train remained.

"Dauntless born, go with Lauren," the man said, nodding to a blond Dauntless woman behind him. "Transfers, stay with me."

The Dauntless born initiates peeled off and left the rest of them standing there.

"Most of the time I work in intelligence but during your training, I'll be your instructor," said the man. "My name's Four."

"Four, like the number?" Christina said skeptically.

"Exactly like the number."

"What happened, were one through three taken?"

"You know, we're not in Candor anymore," said Raph with a slight eyeroll at the corny joke. "You don't have to say every single thing that comes to the top of your head."
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[personal profile] mark_in_the_sands 2015-02-10 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe not to the instructors," Cassie said, because it was rather poor form to sass the people who were going to teach you how to survive. "But it might be a good idea if you want to get extra practice taking hits from the other recruits."

Four worked in intelligence, huh? That could be useful...
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[personal profile] mark_in_the_sands 2015-02-10 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
Cassie didn't glance toward Kon, but she did incline her head a few degrees in a nod. They'd known this place was awful coming in, but now the fun-and-games portion of their day was over. Time to get serious and start paying very, very close attention.
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[personal profile] othersdestructive 2015-02-10 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
Four led the way, giving them a tour of the place. After passing through a tunnel everything opened up to a massive open meeting place, one that got light in from the glass ceilings of the skycraper the Dauntless headquarters was housed in.

In this meeting area, large groups of Dauntless people were whooping and running around animatedly, some of them dancing as several of them drummed on makeshift metal drums. Others were bareknuckle fist-fighting as others gathered around them, rooting them on.

It was a large and seemingly rather aimless ruckus.

"This is The Pit," said Four, "The center of life here in Dauntless."

Raph looked out at it all and made a face that was moderately unimpressed.

"That's almost as much fighting and partying that used to go on back home in the Lair with me and my brothers. Same general ruckus," he muttered to Nico. "The people fighting all have terrible form, though. Pitiful."
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[personal profile] staff_and_wielder 2015-02-10 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
Of course the center of life here was a pit. This whole stupid place was a pit. Just looking at the place where she was expected to spend she didn't even know how long under cover, waiting for some sign of the stupid missing shard made Nico want to throw up or cry or punch something, or all three.

She grunted in response, shouldered hunched up around her ears, fists clenching in the fabric of her stupid Candor clothes. She'd almost rather see everyone here dead than stay here a minute longer.
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[personal profile] othersdestructive 2015-02-10 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Sssh."

Raph paused.

"Soon as this guy stops hovering over us."
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[personal profile] morethanmyth 2015-02-10 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
Four led them to a vast dorm room with very utilitarian looking beds.

"You're going to be sleeping here for the next ten weeks," said Four.

"Boys or girls?" someone asked.

"Both," he answered.

That got snickering and comments of "Nice!" and "That works!" from both boys and girls in the crowd.

"If you like this, you're going to love the bathrooms."

Right in the view of the main sleeping area, without even a divider, was a massive bathroom. It was mostly clean. That was about all that could be said of it. There were large sinks with multiple faucets and shower heads over grated drains in the floor. And toilets all in a row at the walls.

No toilet stalls or shower stalls. No privacy whatsoever.

"You should feel right at home, Candor," he said dryly, "everything all out in the open. Now everyone get changed."

With that, he left them to it.
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[personal profile] staff_and_wielder 2015-02-10 07:52 am (UTC)(link)
Oh look: Hell on alternate Earth.

Nico was giving serious thought to tearing the Staff out of her arm with her bare fingernails and seeing how long she could maintain both a copy of herself and an invisibility spell. It might be worth it. She could duck behind the other three and summon the Staff there where none of the idiots native to this reality could see and just cast a couple quick spells and be done with all of this. She could go and look for the shard while a duplicate of her could fail all the stupid tests and she wouldn't have to be here anymore.
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[personal profile] othersdestructive 2015-02-10 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
They quickly dibsed beds near one another. Without discussing it, just mostly doing it on instinct, Nico wound up in the middle with Kon on one side and Raph on the other (with Cassie on the other side of Kon) in a neat little row.

"Here," he said, taking something out of a little pouch and tossing it at Nico. "I was gonna save it for a really bad day but you look like you need it already."

It was a little bar of chocolate.
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[personal profile] staff_and_wielder 2015-02-10 08:31 am (UTC)(link)
Nico reflexively caught the thing Raph tossed at her, and almost fumbled it to the ground when she saw what it was.

Chocolate. He'd smuggled chocolate here for her because he'd known this place was going to make her miserable. He'd figured that out and he'd tried to do something to make it better.

Something in her chest crumpled like tinfoil, and she had to cram the chocolate bar under her pillow and look at the wall to keep from bursting into tears. She dug her fingernails into her palms and tried to ride out the wave of swirling emotions because she couldn't cry here, not now, not in front of everyone.

"Thanks," she said in a small voice as soon as she could trust herself not to completely lose control.
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[personal profile] othersdestructive 2015-02-10 08:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't mention it," Raph said, ""We got your back. Even if it gets crazy, don't forget that." "

He busied himself with grabbing some clothes and trying to look like he was changing when one set of clothes didn't even exist. Fortunately, the spell helped with that, pretty much absorbing the new set and magically changing it into what he was supposedly changing out of.

He seemed a little befuddled over how it worked so he kept his hands just sort of...vaguely moving.

"Can somebody tell me how zippers are even supposed to work?" he whispered. "How do you make both sides stick together? What should my hands be doing right now?"
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[personal profile] mark_in_the_sands 2015-02-10 08:49 am (UTC)(link)
Cassie tugged on the collar of her oversized sweater to block Christina's view of what she was doing with her hands, and brought her hands down sharply, as though she were unzipping something.

"Like that," she whispered back. The she pulled her sweater off over her head and began going about untying the knots she'd made in her skirt to keep it out of her way while she'd been climbing and running and jumping.
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[personal profile] othersdestructive 2015-02-10 08:50 am (UTC)(link)
He mimicked the hand gesture and the spell did the rest.

"Huh." A pause. "I'm gonna need help on the boots too when I get there."
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[personal profile] morethanmyth 2015-02-10 08:56 am (UTC)(link)
So far no one had been inclined to harass Cassie, probably because of the fact she was completely stacked, but Tris, it seemed, was fair game, most likely do to Abnegation's reputation for being modest and the fact that she was a little more self conscious, trying to cover herself with her clothes as she changed.

"Nice legs, stiff," said one of the Candor transfers, lewdly, very obviously staring - the same one that Kon had punched for joking about Tris taking her clothes off on the roof. A few of the boys sitting near him snickered.

Some of these same boys were, in fact, paying a little too much attention to any girls in the room that seemed self-conscious, like Tris and Nico and a mousy-looking Erudite girl.
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[personal profile] mark_in_the_sands 2015-02-10 09:11 am (UTC)(link)
Cassie had just stepped out of her skirt when the boy from Candor decided to go from leering to verbal harassment -- while she'd been too caught up in her team to notice the former, the latter definitely caught her attention.

She moved toward him like a shark on the scent of blood, grabbing him by the front of his undershirt and lifting him bodily up off of his bed.

"There are so many better ways to say 'please take my tongue, I no longer want nor need it'."
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[personal profile] mark_in_the_sands 2015-02-10 09:35 am (UTC)(link)
Cassie dropped the boy from Candor on the floor with a sniff and a toss of her head and moved back to her bed. She clapped Tris on the shoulder as she passed.

"You're welcome," she said with a smile. Then, to Kon as she passed, "you know we're going to have to do a repeat performance later when the people who were raised here come back here, right?"

A repeat performance wasn't going to be a problem of course, but people raised in Dauntless might give them a little more push-back.
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[personal profile] mark_in_the_sands 2015-02-11 08:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Some of them might go after the newer people here to make themselves feel big," Cassie said, pulling her new clothes on. The Erics of Dauntless had to come from somewhere. There were always bullies.

She pulled her boots on and began lacing them slowly, so Raph could follow along. She also couldn't quite swallow her own smirk.

"I'm pretty sure we voted you 'most likely to break into the girls' locker room' during one of our slumber parties in the old days," she said in an undertone. "Of course, we also voted Bart 'most likely to be found in the girls' locker room and not understand why it was weird'."
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[personal profile] mark_in_the_sands 2015-02-11 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
Cassie made a choked, garbled noise that was trying not to be a laugh.

"Oh, ahh, no, stop. Stop stop stop! It's terrible, make it stop!"

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