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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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"First jumper, out of the ring," he demanded, climbing up into the ring with Cassie. Tris quickly climbed out, staggering back into the crowd to watch, exhausted.
Eric held his fists up, ready to take her down.
"Big mistake, initiate. Now you both go down in the rankings."
Four was still holding that hand over his mouth, but he lifted it away enough to yell, "Start!"
Eric immediately went in for the kill, his initial attack very aggressive, assuming that all of Cassie's dancing around meant she didn't know how to, or have the instinct to, fight back aggressively.
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Eric lunged. Cassie turned her body out of the way of his punch, slapping it down with the hand further away from Eric and used the momentum of her turn to drive the fist of her nearer hand into his face (she kept a reign on her strength, though. Wouldn't do to take off his head).
Eric hit the floor. Cassie prodded him with her foot. He was still breathing, good.
She sucked air in through her teeth and looked up at Four, expression just this side of too smug to be genuinely sheepish.
"He's out."
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Four hadn't laughed once when training them, had never smiled, had never been anything but intense and dour.
But now? He laughed. He laughed an abrupt little laugh he couldn't keep in, one that made it clear exactly how out of practice he was at laughing. It wasn't more than just that laugh but he was still holding his hand over his mouth, clearly having trouble hiding his amusement.
"Well," he said. "I guess that's full marks, initiate."
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God, he loved his girlfriend.
There was only one thing to say during a time like this, a phrase that got passed from hero to hero (along with the absolute legend it was attached to).
"One punch!" he crowed. "One punch!"
At that, the rest of the crowd of initiates erupted into laughter.
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"For once in my life, I'm actually glad I didn't punch someone out because it meant I had a better view to watch it."
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"He's going to be so pissed when he wakes up," she said, shaking her head back and forth and wiping the tears out of her eyes. Anyone else, she might have worried for their safety in the the face of Eric's vindictiveness, but she was pretty sure at this point that he couldn't throw anything at Cassie that she couldn't either take or take out.
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"Yay!"
She bent over and prodded Eric again. "I'll just drag him out of the way so that the next people can use the ring..."
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"One punch." she repeated in a stage whisper. "One punch!"
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"Thank you," she breathed out. She really hadn't wanted to be punched in the face and even though she'd been doomed to lose, she was clearly grateful to have had a chance to learn.
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So what he did instead was lean in close to her ear, since adorable flirty whispering was something that made a lot of sense at the stage they were pretending to be at.
It was a lot more than flirty, though. In fact, it got straight to the point.
"I want you," he whispered longingly.
They hadn't... it had been a while. He just hadn't been in the right mindset. They'd slept in the same bed and cuddled a lot, which was nice. She was always there, holding him, after the nightmares. Wiping the tears off his face.
But it had gotten better. It was getting better all the time. All the feelings he'd locked up were starting to come out again. The numbness was going away.
"Let's get away for a little while. Tonight."
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She hadn't want to put pressure on him -- goodness knew he'd been through enough stuff that she'd have felt horrible bringing it up herself -- but she'd be lying if she'd said she didn't miss that part of their relationship too.
She smiled as she fell in to stand next to him, pressing her palm to his outer thigh.
"Let's find out if we can take off the masks," she whispered back, voice pitched at a low purr. "Sixteen's cute, but it's not really my thing anymore."
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Kon suddenly closed his eyes, his throat making a whining sound as he held in a laugh.
It took him a moment before he could actually stop laughing enough to whisper it.
"Trying to figure out how to word that one to ask Nico."
She could barely stand the two of them being silly and saccharine with each other.
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"She might just turn us into fluffy bunnies," she agreed. "But probably not for too long -- we've still got a job to do, after all."