levelshift | Metaheroes Inbox

[Excellent. Donnie looks at the one as though contemplating where to put it before a thought strikes him and he grins. It's a very slow and borderline evil grin as he looks down at the rest of the plushies in his arms.]

One it is!

[He starts squishing them all together, which is all well and good until they glow with a brief golden light. Instead of an armload of plushies, there's one large plush of a BOSS coffee can. Donnie beams as he gives it an experimental squish.]

Haha! Now you can use it as an actual pillow!

[Look, normally Accelerator would not be bothered, but that grin. He's seen that grin before. It's very ominous.

He's a little worried, and he has every right to be as he stares. Donnie is a technopath, and he has a certain about of weapon and technology creation using his ninjitsu. This is not that.

What. What just happened. Why does it feel like he was just pranked?]

... The fuck?

[Donnie looks vaguely amused at the esper's expression. He tosses the plush up and down in hand before walking over to hold it out to Accelerator.]

I know, right?

[Accelerator keeps on staring, his gaze going from Donnie to the giant plush coffee and back again. He refuses to take the damn thing.]

Do you want to explain this?

It's not like it's going to bite or something. Man, I might just make a bunch of giant ones from the others. These are so squishyyyy.

[Aw come oooon, he doesn't wanna put it on the bloody couch! Donnie rolls his eyes, sighing as he retracts the plush, giving it another squish between his hands.]

You know the whole fight thing with the Shining God..?

[From the skeptical look on Accelerator's face he isn't sure he believes that.]

Yes. What the fuck does that have to do with this? [He gestures at the plush.]

[Donnie hadn't figured Accelerator would be that weirded out about it, so now he can't help but feel a little self-conscious as he hugs the coffee can plush to himself. Well...okay, it's probably more than a little weird.]

I...ended up with some of her power.

[Donnie showing up with an entirely new power not brought on by the Confluence is fucking wild, especially when, as a child, he participated in the experiments that confirmed espers could only have one ability.

And now here Donnie is saying he has a portion of some asshole god's power. There are so many questions, but he starts with the obvious one.]

How?

...I'm not sure. She just kind of...shattered into pieces that mostly disappeared, but there was one that just sort of stayed there and I kind of grabbed it.

[Okay, no kind-of's there.]

I know, I know- I should have...probably been more careful or something. But that's...basically what happened.

[That has to be one of the most irresponsible things he's ever heard. That is so dangerous?? Goddamnit, Donnie could have gotten hurt or worse.

Because this is Accelerator, that concern is coming out as irritation.]

Goddamnit, you're lucky that thing didn't vaporize you. What the hell did you think was going to happen?

[Donnie flinches at that.]

I don't know! I- I wasn't thinking, it was more out of reflex at that point.

[With a sigh, Accelerator slumps back on the couch and drags a hand down his face. He's made his point, Donnie is obviously upset, pushing is only going to make things worse.]

Well, there's nothing to be done about it now. You don't feel any different, do you? It was just that new fucking ability you got?

[He still looks like he'd like to disappear behind that plush. Accelerator has made some good points, but things had been so overwhelming then. It's hardly an excuse, but what happened, happened. Nothing to be done about it now, as the esper says.

Donnie shakes his head to the first, shifting into an awkward nod for the second.]

No, not really. I'm still me. [He wishes he sounded as confident about that but it's always weird when Accelerator gets on his case like this. It's like being scolded by a parent and not much fun being on the receiving end.]

[He's getting some good concerned and disappointed dad practice in right now, it's great. He doesn't even realize it.]

You sure about that?

[He's still a little skeptical, mostly out of that concern, and that's why he puts his coffee down and gets to his feet, hitting the switch on his choker.]

Don't fucking move.

[He glares hard, though really, all he's going to do is poke Donnie's forehead to get a reading on his vitals.]

[Ugh now what

Donnie freezes as Accelerator gets up, although mostly because the esper's switched his choker on. Or maybe it's that glare.]

Does anything you say ever not sound like a threat?

[He manages to inject some exasperation there but once Accy steps closer he holds his breath.]

Nope.

[Sorry Donnie, he's allergic to being nice. It's only a moment, and he draws his hand back to switch his choker back to normal.]

Not that I have a good baseline for you -- [Given the last time he did this was during the museum incident] -- but everything seems normal.

Okay, good- not that I had any doubts or anything.

[He promptly shoves the coffee can plush into Accelerator's hands before waving him back to his blood-stained couch.]

[He makes a little noise as the plush is shoved into his arms, and he frowns before moving to sit back down on the couch. The plush is deposited next to himself. Guess he's stuck with it now.]

You should consider yourself lucky. That could've fucking ended the same way my fight with Aiwass ended.

[Y'know, the skewering and everything.]

Yeah, I know. Honestly I think I was more worried about something like that happening during the fight itself.

Anyway, it didn't so you still have to deal with me.

[He forces a smirk at that, turning to duck back into the bathroom to collect more plushies.]

Hmm.

[He's glaring in return, the kind of glare that says "unfortunately for me, you're right."

The plush coffee can also gets a glare, for good measure.]

What kind of shit do you want for Christmas?

I thought you said you didn't celebrate!

[Yelling from the bathroom while he compacts the plushie horde into something more manageable. It's a shame he has a limit as to how big he can affect things, otherwise he'd just make something stupidly huge.]

I don't, it's just a fucking question!

[He's yelling that back, annoyed with himself. Maybe he should just drop it and not think about gifts, it's not like he's any good at that kind of thing.]

It's a good thing I opted not to install that phrase response or we'd need an epileptic trigger warning.

[]Donnie comes back with several larger plushes in his arms.]

...still not done yet. But...I haven't really thought about what I'd want for Christmas.

[Accelerator snorts.

... Ugh, more plushes. What the hell is he supposed to do with all of them?]

You're the one who celebrates the damn holiday. You must've thought about it sometime over the year.

[Making a face at the gross couch, Donnie dumps the plushies on the floor instead. He blinks as he considers then.]

...I think I was too busy with other stuff.

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject