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riverview2018-03-07 12:36 pm
flowlikewater) wrote in riverview2018-03-07 12:36 pm
@sparrow; video
[ The video feed opens with a very closed in camera angle of Genji in his full cyborg armor attire. It's impossible to tell what his expression is and it's very much the point. His back and shoulders seem awkwardly stiff, like he forgot how to seem casual all of a sudden. ]
I have... a question. What is the usual protocol when someone here discovers they may be developing an 'ability'— [ Finger quotes and all. ] —that they did not have before? Because—
[ Genji’s words are cut short abruptly by a shriek that could only belong to his darling roommate. Then hurried steps across hardwood floors can be heard before the phone is seized from Genji’s hands and into view comes Hana, who looks a bit red-nosed and glassy-eyed. Her brows are furrowed as she peers into the camera, frown pulling at her lips. ]
We. Need. Help!
[ Then the view switches to the phone’s outer camera, which reveals that their surroundings - their apartment - is just crawling with vines, leaves, flowers, everything. In the center of this view is Hana’s neon-lit, super souped up gaming rig, which the plants are slowly creeping onto. ]
Genji has plant magic now and— eh-chyi [ that’s a sneeze, apparently ] I’m dying. They’re attacking me!
[ It's obvious now why Genji was so visibly awkward. He clears his throat, it sounding like static through his helmet modulation. ]
It is not quite as... urgent, but. Any advice or assistance would be appreciated. [ He picks off a little plant seedling that was growing in the crevices of his armor. ] And maybe any recommendations for good allergy medicine as well...?
I have... a question. What is the usual protocol when someone here discovers they may be developing an 'ability'— [ Finger quotes and all. ] —that they did not have before? Because—
[ Genji’s words are cut short abruptly by a shriek that could only belong to his darling roommate. Then hurried steps across hardwood floors can be heard before the phone is seized from Genji’s hands and into view comes Hana, who looks a bit red-nosed and glassy-eyed. Her brows are furrowed as she peers into the camera, frown pulling at her lips. ]
We. Need. Help!
[ Then the view switches to the phone’s outer camera, which reveals that their surroundings - their apartment - is just crawling with vines, leaves, flowers, everything. In the center of this view is Hana’s neon-lit, super souped up gaming rig, which the plants are slowly creeping onto. ]
Genji has plant magic now and— eh-chyi [ that’s a sneeze, apparently ] I’m dying. They’re attacking me!
[ It's obvious now why Genji was so visibly awkward. He clears his throat, it sounding like static through his helmet modulation. ]
It is not quite as... urgent, but. Any advice or assistance would be appreciated. [ He picks off a little plant seedling that was growing in the crevices of his armor. ] And maybe any recommendations for good allergy medicine as well...?
no, this is perfect
[ Cisco is out of breath, gasping out the joke as he steps in the door. He is overly cautious of setting his feet down too near to any of those slowly-coiling vines. Right now, he's very much having flashbacks to all the times he watched Jumanji as a kid and they're not making this any less nerve-wracking.
Because he's being so careful where he steps, he doesn't notice Hana on the couch, and looks up sharply when she speaks, his face flushing as he stutters out: ]
Hana! It's not- look, okay- this is the best I could do on short notice! C'mere, gimme your hands.
[ He motions for Genji to hold out his wrists and, if he does, will snap the cuffs onto them, which will trigger the internal sensor and activate the power-dampening field which will (hopefully) work on whatever is making Genji control this torrent of greenery. ]
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[ Genji's cheeks turn a little red themselves at Hana's joke, and the plants seem to pulse with his flash of emotion. ]
Hana, we can make dirty jokes later.
[ He recovers quickly though and peers at Cisco as he approaches with the cuffs, a light bulb going off in his head. ] Ah, yes! These, I've heard of them. Good idea.
[ The cuffs are slapped on him and after a second the flowers and foliage seem to just sort of... stop. Whatever was making them feel alive slowly peters out and they seem to return to stationary, normal plants.
Genji, on the other hand, feels a little weird. Not sick, just odd... like he's off balance. He shrugs his shoulders like something is crawling along his spine. ]
...is my back supposed to itch?
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In any case, Hana shrugs at both Cisco and Genji's reactions to her reaction before she takes to peering over the edge of the couch's backrest as Genji is promptly cuffed - then she's glancing over to where her rig is, hoping that the power dampening stops the plants' rampage onto her precious machine. Sure enough, it does, and Hana gives a stuffy sigh of relief. Relief that is interrupted at Genji's comment and also by another onslaught of tiny sneezes. ]
Huh? Wait, do you even have a real back?
[ That's a joke, she knows he does. But what a weird question?? She turns to Cisco then and says, ]
You didn't happen to bring a back scratcher with you too, did you?
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This is only for now. I can replicate the power-dampening tech on something less-
[ And now, thanks to Hana and her teasing, Cisco has to pause to really go through his entire vocabulary for what synonym is going to sound the least BDSM. Thanks for that, Hana. ]
-less, um, obstructive.
[ When Genji says his back is itching, and makes that small rolling movement with his shoulders, the corner of Cisco's mouth turns down in a frown. He knows exactly what's happening, has felt the exact same thing as he was designing and building these cuffs, testing them on himself. ]
Yeah that's sort of an... unfortunate side effect. Never heard anybody say it's an itchy back before, but you can expect a sort of overall icky feeling. It's not gonna get any worse, but it's not gonna go away, either. Not while you've got those bad boys on.
[ He shoots Hana a you're not helping look when she asks if he brought a back scratcher - just a quick look and a widening of his eyes, though there's a fondness in it, too. ]
No, but if you keep sassing I'm not gonna give you your present, either.
[ A threat he clearly doesn't intend to follow through on, because immediately he fishes in his pocket and pulls out a little single-serving (?) packet of anti-histamines, lobbing it over in Hana's direction. ]
Wouldn't mix that shit with caffeine unless you want a trip straight to the astral plane.
[ And then, as if on cue, Cisco is the one who sneezes - there really is an insane amount of pollen in the air. Sniffling a little, he turns to Genji and asks: ]
Okay. Now. What the hell happened?!
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At least the cuffs won't chafe his wrists. He fiddles a bit as the strange feeling kind of settles over him. It's like... a mild pressure, a foggy sort of haze. Almost like he's lost one of his senses.
And he playfully rolls his eyes at Hana. ] About 60% of one, yes. Where do you think the tattoo—
[ He pauses and looks down at the glowing blue of his handcuffs. ] Oh, yes. It's suppressing that too.
[ As Cisco chats with Hana for a second, he ponders the implications of this. Thinks about how mad it would probably make his brother too. At least here, he's with friends he trusts.
After Cisco sneezes he turns back to look at him. He fiddles with his arms in a hapless sort of attempt at a shrug. ]
I... don't know? I noticed I was developing some kind of ability within the past couple weeks. It wasn't this— this. Until yesterday.
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Honestly a trip straight to the astral plane sounds great right about now...
[ And she'll just sort of melt into the couch as they try and figure this stuff out. ]
It's like, Genji woke up today and all the plants were just, okay time to dial it up to seventeen.
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[ He'd seen it only in a dream, but it surprises Cisco, that that ability also can be suppressed by the cuffs. There must be some part of it that came from Genji's DNA. That was the only explanation. Which is a fascinating thing to think about - for another day.
Cisco opens his mouth to joke why didn't you tell me sooner?!, but he thinks better of it. He would have to be the multiverse's biggest hypocrite to say that, even in a teasing and fond way. Hadn't he hid his powers from everyone, for not just a couple weeks, but for months? And even if Genji seems to be handling all of this with relative calm, that doesn't mean he isn't scared. Perhaps he's just hiding it better.
The last thing that Cisco wants is for Genji's first experiences with these powers to be anywhere near as awful as his own first experiences with his. He would do just about anything, to prevent that. So he just smiles, nodding, sympathy in his expression as he sets his hands on his hips and surveys the room around them. ]
You can't go off to the astral plane yet, Hana. I think it's gonna take all three of us to clean up this mess. Unless you want your place to stay like this.
[ There were vines everywhere, and flowers, too. The effect is surreal and beautiful for now, but the quicker it gets cleaned up, the more damage to the structure of the house and it's furniture they can prevent. There's just one complication to that.
He fishes in his back pocket, pulling out a little swiss army knife and glancing nervously to Genji. Chewing his lower lip, he walks over to a little tendril of vine curling around the front door handle. ]
I'm gonna test somethin', okay, Genji? You just, um. Tell me if you can feel this.
[ And, with the quickness and resolve of ripping off a bandaid as fast as possible, Cisco cuts off the little vine where it branches off, looking at Genji to see if he winces, if there is some kind of connection between his body or mind and the vines themselves, even with those cuffs on. ]
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He gives Cisco a tired little look. ]
I was waiting until I understood it better before I mentioned anything but, well. It apparently decided that for me.
[ He watches Cisco curiously. Genji hadn't felt it when he fiddled with the plants, but he wonders...
But he feels nothing when Cisco does it and shakes his head. ]
I do not think I am 'connected'— [ He tries to finger quotes but forgets his hands are bound, just making an odd little gesture. ] —in a literal sense. I think I am just... influencing it? Inspiring growth? The worst yet best case of green thumb?
[ A pause and he looks to Hana. ] Do not start calling me that, by the way.
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If she could sink further into the cushions of the couch, she would. Except that she absolutely perks up, even sits up at Genji's comment. ]
Oh my god. That's it, that's your name now that you have plant super powers. The Green Thumb!
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[ Now that he knows there is no connection between Genji and the plants, Cisco starts the work of tearing and cutting the vines away from the front door, at least. They're going to need better tools to deal with some of the thicker vines, but he wants to make sure they can get in and out, at the very least. As he works (with no sign of help from Hana, thanks a bunch), he continues chatting away, doing his best to keep things bright and banter-y and funny, because he's still a little worried about how Genji must be feeling right now. ]
That's right. If you've got powers now, you need a name, too. The Green Thumb's good, Hana. Love the concept. Except it sounds like Genji doesn't dig it, and also I gotta admit, there's a guy I knew back home who went by The Green Arrow who was a real dick sometimes, so I'm kinda off 'The Green Blank' names.
[ Cisco wrenches at a particularly thick-skinned vine clinging to the lintel of the door, teeth gritted as he suggests: ]
Lemme hit you with this: The Vine. It's simple. Descriptive. And... it means... we can do memes.
[ He does manage to get that vine free: the force of it does, however, send Cisco toppling over very ungracefully onto his butt. The things he does for friendship... ]
Yeahhhhh we might need to call in some professionals for all this.
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Genji clears his throat and shrugs, a little flushed suddenly. ]
'Good news,' I suppose. I haven't really had the chance to meditate the past few days either...
[ He sighs and looks up to the ceiling. ] I shouldn't have opened my big mouth. [ He's not really bothered though, just finds it amusing. There's no point in turning this into some dire affair. Just another hurdle for him to leap over, nothing he hasn't done before.
...not literally, but.
Genji chuckles though. ]
I wouldn't want to be tied down to a single color anyway. I might decide to go back to my old black and red color scheme one day, then it would just be confusing.
[ Genji goes to sit on the arm of the couch and looks over at Hana, speaking in a stage whisper. ] There goes Cisco and his old man references again. We need to get him up to speed.
[ Genji winces with him. ]
Some people expressed a desire to help over the network, so you don't need to trouble yourself. I appreciate it though.
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The Vine reference, however, definitely does not escape her notice or her desire to react. ]
Wait. Vine? Like, those old school video clips? Wow, that's ancient history, Cisco.
[ There's certainly a hint of affectionate teasing in her voice, though, however raspy it may be from her current condition. ]
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And he is also glad, when Genji leans over and starts making fun of him for his outdated references, calling him an old man. Not because he enjoys being mocked, of course (though he knows it is entirely without malice, and doesn't mind nearly as much as he pretends to). But it is a good sign, that Genji is feeling okay enough to crack jokes. That his sly sense of humor is still there, and he's feeling okay enough to crack wise. ]
Listen, you know what? You two wouldn't know ancient history if it bit you in the nose. Vine is timeless! Timeless, I tell you!
[ This poor boy is from 2015, no one tell him how short-lived this thing he treasures really ended up being. ]
And it's a good name, anyway! I was gonna keep brainstorming, but now I've made up my mind. You're the Vine and that's that.