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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/29/2017 2:28:22 AM
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"I dunno where I'm from," [i]She quietly mused to herself as she pondered her own little tale, skimming over it from beginning to present.[/i] "Some lab'ratory shithole."
[i]Helena shrugged, pausing to chug what remained of her water, practically throwing it down her gullet, only stopping once the bottle was completely empty, at which point she screwed the cap back on.[/i]
"Lemme see, lemme see... Uh, grown in some lab, moved on t'the streets at, like, twelve, got adopted then, too, raised in space, got here 'bout a month ago."
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[i]"Damn, I'm sorry." It wasn't that Natalie didn't care about her life growing up - being a lab kid wouldn't be the nicest upbringing - it's just that she didn't know Helena well enough to get attached enough for that to have much impact on her. She gave a sympathetic tone of voice, though she really couldn't relate. [/i]
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[i]Nat getting all sympathetic out of nowhere got her an estranged look from Hel, whose right eyebrow had already risen up in a mix of confusion and curiosity. She lightly cupped her chin with her left hand, speaking up.[/i] "Eh? Sorry? For what? Ya don't need t'feel sorry for li'l me, ya know, b'cause 't is not like I remember, or care m'self. Upbringing was prob'ly shit, but I was so outta m'mind that I can't even remember. Memory starts when I got adopted."
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[i]"Well, that's something I guess." [/i]
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"Yea. M'life's weird, man... feels like I'm some shitty character in a fuсkin' story. Gloomy backstory, aye; shifty powers, ayep; questionable company, bingo."
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[i]"That all sounds quite normal around this shitty city," Nat said with a grin as she looked to the window. The sirens were as loud as ever, though thankfully, they seemed to be passing by relatively quickly. "So, what kind of powers do you have then?" [/i]
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[i]Hmm, hmm, hmm, now that was certainly a good question... Hel pondered it for a while, only then, she just snapped the fingers on her right hand, a grin spreading across her visage. Her hand started shifting and changing, the flesh bubbling before her fingers shot out, the bones turning into jagged class, nails growing out, becoming thick, curved, and razor-sharp. Only a moment later, her hand was back to normal.[/i] "Biomass manipulation, I think it'd be called. Mostly use 't t'heal m'self."
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[i]"I don't know if I should be scared, aroused, or laugh, so I'll just do all three," Nat jokingly responded with a light laugh. She really didn't know how to react to that, since she had never really met a biomass manipulator before. [/i]
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"Aroused, y'say?" [i]Of course that was what got her attention. Helena's voice was laced and accented by a jesting tone, though she did give Nat a wondering glance, even if she soon continued on.[/i] "T'be honest, I love m'power... Shit allows me t'do whatever the fuсk I want, long as 't's organic. Sky's the limit, really."
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[i]"Can you, like, hardwire your brain to do shit too? Like give yourself other genetic powers?" [/i]
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"Yea," [i]She responded rather shortly, though she probably was doing exactly what Nat had asked, which was only confirmed when a slight orange flame appeared at the tip of her right index finger.[/i] "Can rewrite m'DNA, genome, genetic code, all of 't."
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[i]"Damn, that's badass." [/i]
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"I do m'best." [i]She smirked, the flame disappearing as she clenched her hand into a fist, relaxing a moment after.[/i]
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[i]Nat was all out of things to talk about for now, and figured it was likely best that she get home. Or to wherever she was headed prior, anyways. "Well, I should be out," she said, standing. [/i]
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[i]She remained where she was seated, on the other hand, her eyes curiously following Nat. Sirens were still heard outside, and since Helena didn't quite wanted to get caught just yet...[/i] "Y'mind 'f I stick 'round 'ere for a li'l longer? Don't wanna get arrested the moment I exit."
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[i]"This place doesn't belong to me per se, although we can head to my actual house if you'd like? I have a spare room you can stay in there." [/i]
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"Sounds perfect t'me." [i]With a little smile, Hel got up and off the couch, her helmet sliding back on, damaged as it was. It was part of her kit and it just felt nice to wear it, even if blowing her head off probably wouldn't do anything to halt her.[/i]
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[i]Nat didn't like to be a rooftop runner, so she was glad that she lived in the same building as her friend. She travelled up three floors and made way to her house, which she entered and went to the kitchen of. [/i]
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[i]Helena followed closely after Natalie, just sorta hanging around the living room instead of going out and exploring the apartment... rude and sarcastic as she might have been, she still had a handful of manners and whatnot. Her helm did come off again, however.[/i]
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[i]Nat grabbed a water and just went to bed. She was going to take a nap. [/i]
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[i]The redhead took her boots off just to plop down on the couch, her eyes shutting as she lied there, soon off to sleep much like Nat.[/i]
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((end, or continue upon awakening?))
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[spoiler]continue upon awakening m'dude[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]kk[/spoiler] [i]Natalie had awoken a few hours later when it was starting to get darker. She had changed into a new pair of tights and a black tank top, and went out to the living room. [/i]
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[i]Where she found Helena, who was sprawled across the couch like a ragdoll, placed on her back with her eyes focused on the ceiling, though they did glance at Nat when she entered the room. Quickly, the redhead turned around so she was sitting, offering a spot to her host.[/i] "Yo. Slept well?"
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[i]"Yeah. You?" Nat asked, though rather than going to the spot, she went to the fridge and grabbed herself another drink of water. [/i]
