Hey, losers, I'm probably out doing something amazing, so leave a message, and I'll try to get back to you. Or just think really loudly at me. I'll hear it. BEEP.
[Quentin laughs, an equally rare thing to experience. Not just a soft chuckle or a snicker, but an actual laugh.]
Or I can be your partner in crime, and we covertly enlist Summers as test subject.
[Wait, hold on, he's gotta be mushy for just a quick moment here. It'll be short, promise! He looks down at her, and man, if it didn't require moving from this super comfy position he'd totally kiss her again.]
Oh. And if something with me is good, you go for it, okay? Full ham, every time. No questions. Got it? I'll tell you if you're going a little overboard, but until then assume I'm game for whatever you want.
Ha ha ha, I'm liking that thinking! It's a done deal then. One upside down Scott hanging from a ceiling fan coming right up.
( now she isn't serious about doing that to poor wibble scott, right? he's been so kind to her thus far and he even blew things up for her that... once time she asked. although, he has been refusing to do it the other times, and he is cutting down on her fun with the locals and what not. hm hm... )
( — oh, this is a quick little exchange in topic and it's sudden change enough for her to listen what he has to say. jinx blinks a few times in slight confusion.
full ham every time? does he mean during sex, non-sexual things, or both? she isn't too sure but that last little bit flows through her ears the most. ' assume i'm game for whatever you want'. )
( there's a click as she grins way too wickedly for her own good as inches up to lean just a little closer to his lips. )
Whatever I want...? ( jinx echoes his words before she teases him by letting her lower lip brush against his for a split moment. and then the girl asks with a lulled tone: )
How's being my pet sound? I'll give you all the attention you need, take good care of you, and make sure you're nice and healthy. And you don't gotta worry about silly stuff like "training". You can roam around as free as you want. Just don't get into too much trouble... I can't stitch ya up every day.
( well... this took a turn now did it? )
Edited (spacing was weird in my tag) 2023-11-04 07:25 (UTC)
[I mean. He was referring more to her being unsure if she could sleep here, welcoming her to make herself at home, be comfortable, etc etc. But if she wants to take it this direction, well. He's not exactly complaining, now is he?
A devilish smirk spreads across his face as he stares back at her with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes.]
Thought I said you didn't need to ask questions?
[He doesn't make any move to meet her lips even after she comes so close. A blatant challenge.]
( if she had the ability to wiggle her nose at him, she would, but she'll settle with just wrinkling it towards him instead. jinx hums gently as she pulls back, leaving those poor lips unkissed then taps her index finger lightly against his cheek. )
Sometimes people think they can eat a full buffet when they can only handle a few bites.
( jinx relaxes again and while she left his lips untouched, she does plant another small kiss to his chest. )
[Silco had made certain to ignore the public post for two days before coming to this. He was not interested in a public call out, so he'd set the terms of engagement.]
You requested a private audience.
If you're looking for a job, there are applications at each of the three establishments I'm currently caretaking. If you're keen to discuss other matters, by all means, go on.
[But little does Silco know that Quentin actually decided like a day and a half ago that getting ignored does in fact mean that Quentin won! Because, um. Because not replying is basically saying he doesn't care what Quentin does. And therefore that's basically permission for Quentin to do whatever he wants! It's copium big boy brain 4d chess!!]
took you long enough.
look, let's cut the crap. you know why i want to meet you. i just think it'd be good for us to chat. you know, put faces to names, get to know each other, talk about our signs. for jinx! no reason we gotta be hostile, right? i'm a scorpio, btw.
oh, and if you're worried about meeting me because of my powers, don't sweat it. using telepathic powers on my girlfriend's dad ain't cute. not to mention you'd have to get way, waaaay farther away to be out of my range, but that's beside the point.
[Thinking such things doesn't make it so. Silco knew the silence had to bug the boy, and he wanted the appearance that this one wasn't his priority. His daughter was. Which was the only reason he replied at all.]
I've already seen your face, and I know your name. And what agenda requires you to get to know me, boy? I expect you're little more than a passing phase, a dalliance of a few months before one or both of you get bored or some trivial issue causes the usual teenage romance drama to bring the roof down.
Jinx has already informed me that you use your powers on her. An interesting choice. Can you even control them?
you're coming at me at like a 8, i'ma need you to take it down to at least a 5
[Damn, could this guy get more supervillain? He's one evil base inside a volcano away from Bond villain. "No, Mr. Quire, I expect you to die." Pffft.
Whatever, time to lay his cards on the table and see if he gets fucking murdered.]
first of all, let's chat telepathy, since you're so goddamn stodgy and cantankerous. to egregiously oversimplify, i can hear thoughts, and i can also alter them. yes, i could do either of those to you right now. no, you can't stop me. you don't have telepaths in your world, so your psychic defenses are probably pathetic. will i? have i? no. because again, it. ain't. cute.
second, no, i don't alter anything in jinx's head. yes, you're gonna have to trust me on that. yes, i know that's impossible for you. not my problem.
and finally, where are you seeing an agenda?? i'm a genius who controls minds, dude. explain to me what strategic value it brings me to meet some non-powered, paranoid misanthrope for lunch or whatever? there's only one reason i'm even bothering with your creepy ass, and that reason is jinx. she's cool, and i like her, and i don't give a shit how long we last because the future is fucked and life is meaningless, so i may as well try to make my girlfriend happy.
[Hmm, well, he can't help feeling a little disappointed. Kissing Jinx is fun! But he watches her curiously, humming pleasantly when she kisses his chest again. It's not quite as nice as kissing her, but it's still pretty good. He tilts his head a bit, idly threading his fingers through the hair on the back of her neck, waiting to see what's next on her agenda: sleep? or whatever she means by a "full buffet."]
( she giggles teasingly before letting out her own yawn, shutting her eyes again. she had almost forgotten what it felt like to rest next to a human body. it's definitely better than curling up next to cold metal. this is something she can so get behind. )
I assure you that I'm quite calm. If you consider that aggressive, you should tighten your belt, boy.
[This was nothing that Silco hadn't heard or dealt with before. Many a man had come at him with a superiority complex rubbing in their higher intellect, their powers, their physicality. It wasn't new; if anything, he was almost disappointed the boy didn't bring something worthwhile to the table.
In the end, all of those men who had acted this way were either owned by him or dead. He'd start with one for this boy and potentially move to the other. For Jinx.
It was good to know how dangerous the boy was to him, to his daughter, to this place.]
Why would I trust you on anything? I don't know you, aside from the gasbagging that you've endeavored to lob my way. It's not impressive, boy, quite the opposite.
Everyone has an agenda, personal or otherwise. After all, you even named yours, invalidating your previous point. Jinx is the only reason that we are having this conversation, as I consider you dangerous, especially with the way that this place has shown to operate. Pardon my caution, boy.
[So unlike the previous nights, where Scott has been outwardly angry and telling Quentin to just piss off, he's a lot more subdued when he comes home in the late evening. All of that anger seems to have just evaporated, but the mutant is clearly still upset, just quiet and visibly shaken too in some ways. Honestly, he looks like he might cry, which is why he's heading straight towards his room without greeting his housemate, if he so happens to be sitting on the couch or whatever.
Or Quentin can come bother him in his room when Scott hasn't emerged from it for hours.]
ooooo calling the mutant telepath dangerous, how original. haven't heard that one before. oh wait no i have. from like every politician and world leader ever. wanna call me "mutie"? how about "genetrash"? or how about the old classic, just "freak"? i've heard the whole "caution" line before, old man. it's a fancy word that tiny-minded humans use when they mean "scared".
[Okay, so maybe not the best strategy for... whatever he was trying to do here. Being friends with Silco? Lol no. A truce? Reluctant peace due to a common goal? Honestly, bad strategy for literally any of those. This is definitely what Jinx was avoiding by not introducing them. Oh, well! Better to have everything out in the open. Quentin may not win any awards for diplomacy, but he sure as hell isn't underhanded.]
once upon a time i'd have done the whole "yeah you should be scared, i'm your worst nightmare, welcome to my twisted mind" shtick. but these days? eh. it's played out. boring. i'm bored of you people always being scared. look at you. all i had to do was exist, and you scurried off into your dark little hole to mutter about how i'm the threat when all i've done is be honest. i told you about my powers. i didn't have to, and now you have a heads up you didn't before. you're welcome. i said i didn't have agenda, and i don't. SPOILERS: wanting to make my girlfriend happy is not an agenda. it's basic boyfriend shit. i shouldn't even have to explain that.
but whatever, we can go round and round in circles for days about all this crap. what i really want to know is this: do you actually give a shit about jinx or do you just like having an obedient little weapon? honest answers only.
[Well, well, someone was dredging up some personal traumas or biases to a single word, was it? For someone who was claiming to be so smart, there was something deliberately stupid about the whole ranting. This was a rather interesting tactic of someone trying to meet Jinx's father. Was he a threat to their relationship or was this tough guy routine an attempt to impress him by offending him?
Both had a potential to be true, or it could be combination of both.]
A suggestion, boy: when trying to make your point, try to limit your use of the word 'you'. It puts the other side in a defensive position as it all sounds like an accusation. The insults aren't assisting in your case of ingratiating me to feeling the need to meet you either.
Are you capable of making Jinx happy, do you think? Is she capable of making you happy, I wonder?
You've been in Jinx's mind. What do you think my intentions are?
[He expected her perception of him was skewed, of course. Shimmer may have saved her life, but it twisted her paranoia about most people's intentions back then. She was better about it now, of course.]
i was going to add on to that, but you know what? no. that's it. just don't be an asshole. i didn't do shit to you. you started beef. asshole behavior tbh.
wait no hold on, i thought of something else.
if someone asks you "are you a decent person or the literal worst?" and you don't answer, guess what?
DIRECTED TO: QUENTIN QUIRE LISTED CRIME: VANDALISM
The Council has selected you for sentencing to atone for the above-listed crime. You are directed to turn yourself in within two (2) hours of receiving this message, or you will be forcibly detained. You are to meet the Council's representative outside of City Hall in order to respond to this summons.
[ After witnessing Quentin showing up in Jinx's post, Ragna wastes no time contacting the guy himself, albeit in a private manner. The girl is having a tough time as it is, so there's no reason to get her involved in this. ]
hey just curious, what was it about calling me "shitface" made you think i'd tell you anything? "sure, random aggressive weirdo, here's my exact coordinates, come beat me up." no thanks, stranger danger.
look buddy i'm sure jinx would appreciate the whole "chivalry isn't dead" shtick but you're coming off kinda desperate. if you wanna ask her out then ask her. seems like she's pretty pissed at me and i'm not about being a third wheel.
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