05 Personalities Merged - Your Universe

[i_rule_me]

Who: David Haller and YOU!
What: David is meditating, getting his mind in order...and pulling anyone who wanders close into his consciousness.
When: The evening of June 20th
Where: The castle roof, The Qortex Complex
Rating: PG-ish? There may be swearing, some rather weird imagery.

Since arriving in Paradisa, David hasn't had a ton of time to devote to the upkeep of his mind. At first he didn't think he needed it, seeing as how all of the parts and pieces (minus a few) were back where they belonged. Thing was...two of those pieces where pretty important, which meant that the control David had was tenuous at best.

That's why David is on the roof today, sitting on the ledge, his legs crossed under him.While he appears normal on the surface, if you wander too close, you'll be pulled into a Giger-esque landscape, with twisting pillars and a young man with a squid for hair at the center of it. David would apologize for pulling you into his mind, but...he's not actually sorry, though...he knows what you're thinking.

"What? Never seen a bloke with tentacles for hair before?"
 

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[wizard_redfive]

Dairine doesn't wander onto the roof very often anymore, not having quite as many friends who like to brood there. However, she wanted to get away from the Christmas decorations and the crowd, and the roof seemed as good a place as any. Figures someone else would be here though.

She had not meant to venture too close, rather hoping to keep her distance in order to avoid unwanted kissing. However, she must have stepped into the outer boundaries because she can now see his mindscape. Or perhaps she was drawn into it because of her own telepathic tendencies. Dairine pauses, seeing the surrounding for what they are. Mindscapes are not something she ventures in often, with the exception of Timeheart, if that even counted. But a wizard of her skill knows what it looks like.

"I have, actually." Which is honest. "You see some out-there styles in the Crossings."

[i_rule_me]

David grins, having sensed Dairine's approach long before she actually entered the Qortex Complex.

"Heh, guess I shouldn't be surprised. I really ought ta know better'n t'assume people think I'm weird, seein' as how there's so much weirder in this place."

He unfolds his legs from under him, such that he's now properly standing.

"Still, welcome ta my mind, such as it is. Sorry there's not much ta see, but the inmates are all where they should be, now."

David taps his temple, looking for a moment like his father. If Dairine looks close, she might see traces of Charles Xavier in the arch of David's brow, the curl of his smile. As much as he hates to admit it, he's become more his father's son than he ever expected.

[wizard_redfive]

"Eh, no hard feelings. It can be hard to get used to people being friendly."

It took her a while to get used to telling people about her wizardry. And back home she also felt rather odd when she started picking up real friends, ones that we're scared of her or secretly scornful.

If Dairine ever had the chance to see the Professor (or if she had non-Paradisa tampered mutant comics), she might notice. As it is, she is looking around the room politely, sort of wishing he was wearing more clothes.

"What sort of inmates are those?"

[i_rule_me]

"Aye, 'specially if you're used ta the torches an' pitchforks variety o' community acceptance, heh."

David couldn't help but be who, and what he was, but where he came from, most people couldn't accept that he could do almost anything he wanted, whenever he wanted.

Unconsciously responding to Dairine's thoughts, David's inner self is suddenly clad as his real self was, in his orange scrubs and red and black vest. David had no real shame to speak of, but he also unconsciously responded to how people thought of him.

"Broken wee fragments of my mind. Or...at least they used ta be. I've gotten 'em under control for the most part, but...the castle took a few o' the heavy-hitters away from me, left me...incomplete."

As if to demonstrate, an orange, dinosaur-looking thing with a clock for a face manifests briefly out of David's back and shoulders.

"This's the Chronodon. Let's me manipulate a localized pocket o' time. I can freeze, slow down, speed up, or reverse time relative ta where an' when I am."

[rose_of_battle]

Sheena hadn't been up on the roof in a long time--not since her first winter at the Castle as a matter of fact. She had actually enjoyed it, but hadn't felt the need or urge to do so again.

Until now, that is--thanks to the building's latest quirk. As a result of this change, Sheena had found herself almost running up the steps two at a time to get away from place's celebrations. Winter is pretty and all, but the Castle's idea of Christmas should only come once--not twice--a year. And never unannounced. That way, people can properly plan their escapes when they're supposed to, and not make them up as they go along.

She's still running when she flies through the door to the roof, unable to stop in time before getting too close to David and finding herself someplace that definitely isn't the Castle. Or Winter. Or Christmas.

Finally slowing and stopping, Sheena looks at the source of the familiar voice, her eyes curious when she answers.

"Noooo. But I have seen someone with four arms before."

[i_rule_me]

David's inner self turns and smiles. Surprisingly chill for someone who looks as odd as he does.

"No kiddin'? I'd love ta see somethin' like that someday."

He laughs.

"'Lo Sheena. Spirals still givin' ya trouble?"

[rose_of_battle]

Sheena steps a bit closer, a smile forming.

"Hi, David! I wish I could show you Origin, but unfortunately, I can't summon him here." And she means Paradisa itself, not where they are currently.

Laughing, she shakes her head. "Nope. No more problems with circles or spirals. Although, there was a point where I felt like if I saw another round object, I was definitely going to change its shape."