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indispensible) wrote2014-05-27 06:46 pm
ten. spam & video. like the empires of the world unite.
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[It doesn't take Vin long to realize that the people she is seeing who look like Elend aren't really Elend. It wouldn't make sense for him to be here, after all. They are illusions - she understands later, a wish gone wrong. And anyway, most of them are walking around without a book in hand. Not him. The thought almost makes her smile.]
[But the first expression she gives the people who wear Elend's image is a dual flash of sorrow and joy, an incomprehensible twist of emotion that she'd much rather conceal. This, though, she can't control, and turns away as quickly as possible when she feels it creeping across her face.]
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[She is in her cabin now, a large stone room expensively furnished, and looking annoyed. There is a pile of records in front of her, and in the background, Lunatic of God's Creation Is playing.]
This is ridiculous. I can't figure out how to make it stop.
[It doesn't take Vin long to realize that the people she is seeing who look like Elend aren't really Elend. It wouldn't make sense for him to be here, after all. They are illusions - she understands later, a wish gone wrong. And anyway, most of them are walking around without a book in hand. Not him. The thought almost makes her smile.]
[But the first expression she gives the people who wear Elend's image is a dual flash of sorrow and joy, an incomprehensible twist of emotion that she'd much rather conceal. This, though, she can't control, and turns away as quickly as possible when she feels it creeping across her face.]
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[She is in her cabin now, a large stone room expensively furnished, and looking annoyed. There is a pile of records in front of her, and in the background, Lunatic of God's Creation Is playing.]
This is ridiculous. I can't figure out how to make it stop.

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[For Elend.]
I wished for metal.
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What good is metal to you?
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I eat it.
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I put it in my mouth and swallow it, and it makes me strong. Isn't that what eating means?
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But also no.
Do you want to see what I can do?
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Yes.
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[She likes showing off, so sue her.]
spam!
[And lo, Helena makes her way up to the deck. Call her intrigued. She lives on the first floor, so she's there quickly.]
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Hello.
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Hello.
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[She burns steel again and presses her mind against Helena. Anything she's wearing that's metal, zippers or buttons or clips, will push lightly against her skin for just a second before Vin lets up and jumps off of the railing, light as a cat.]
Human but not human. Do you know what a furnace is?
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For melting metal. Yes.
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That's what I am. A furnace. I eat the metal, and it fuels me. It lets me do things like that, or this--
[She tugs the coin she Pushed away back towards her; it zips past Helena's head and into Vin's open palm.]
Or other things. Lots of things.
Are you afraid of me?
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Yes. [The answer sounds simple, but she doesn't move to leave. She's still scared, yes... but she's also captivated.] What else can you do?
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[She smiles slightly - not the grin of a creature who loves being feared, but a reassuring flash of expression from one girl who is sometimes afraid to another.]
[Then she closes her eyes and sniffs the air, flaring tin.]
You had toast for breakfast. And juice. And you've been in the garden not too long ago. Near the roses. You didn't touch any of them, just walked around.
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You have many gifts. [She steps forward, moving closer slowly, like an animal.] Can you tell more than this?
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[She is pretty sure that wouldn't go over very well, though. Instead--]
Hold still.
[And she takes off running, rounding the entire deck in about ten seconds. She accelerates quicker than she should and runs faster than a horse, skidding to a stop far enough away from Helena that the other woman can step back and away if she wants to.]
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Why are you here?
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