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[ It's been quite a long time since Youou last showed his face on the network like this, but at the moment he has a bit of a problem and finding help here seems like a less awkward choice than looking for it anywhere else so he's going to start here. Besides, he also wants to know if this particular problem has been experienced by anyone else. So here he is, trying his best not to look as sheepish as he's feeling. It isn't working. ]

Hello. I'm Youou for the majority of you people who doesn't know me. I have a question... [ A sigh. ] And a bit of a problem.

Has anyone else been experiencing being able to create some kind of- [ He pauses, clearly trying to find the right words. ] energy blast thing?

[ He moves the camera, which has so far been zoomed in on his face, so that it shows the rest of the room he's in. With a bit of imagination you could probably guess that it used to be a kitchen, probably being the operative word. More noticeable however is the fact that the room is almost completely and chaotically demolished.

He moves the feed back to focus on his face again, a light flush of embarrassment having crept over his cheeks as he showed of the room. ]

I swear, I was just trying to make a salad. I'm not quite sure how all of this happened really, but I think chopping is out of the question for me at the moment. I don't suppose this rings a bell to anyone else? [ He doesn't have a great hope for it, but it's worth a try right? ]

Also, as you can see, I'm in a bit of a need of a contractor. So if anyone of you happen to be one, or think you can do the job, it would save the embarrassment of having to think of an excuse for all this.

[ He moves to turn off the video feed but halts himself when a sudden thought hits him. ]

Oh, and if anyone of you happen to talk to Fay in the foreseeable future, would you mind not mentioning any of this to him? I think I need some time to regroup before I handle that particular conversation. [ He starts at the sound of the front door opening and closing in the background and makes a small face at the implication of it. ] Right. Well, I hope the rest of you are having a better day than me. Goodbye and... wish me luck will you. [ He manages a small, but genuine smile before he turns off the video. ]

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Sorry but the only contractors I know of are ones that were being sued.

[ Adrian recognised this chap from the other day, his advice had been gentle and he felt compelled to respond to him now. Even though he wasn't entirely sure what to say. ]

I remember you from the other day.

I think everyone is going through--[ A pause. ]--changes, myself included, but I've personally not experienced anything like an "energy blast".

Does it hurt?

got to be more specific there because there's a lot of different kinds of energy

[Miles plz.

But honestly he's very interested in the explanation for this.]

Sugar, you in there?

[Meanwhile in the hall, impending disaster is kicking off his shoes and heading for the kitchen because, well, he wants something to drink.]

Why does something smell like... plaster dust?

uhhh I can but I have robot arms

Or I COULD but the robot arms got no juice

so

idk

Shame.

You a lawyer? Or did you just have really bad luck?

[ Oh hey. It's the guy whose "friend" is having relationship problems. ]

Hey there.

[ He chuckles and rubs his neck with his free hand. ]

Yeah, it's not my first. But none of the other things caused this much damage though, and I'd like to get it under control as fast as possible. If nothing else because Fay can't cook for shit. But don't tell him I said that.

But no, it doesn't hurt. I can sort of feel it as it happens, even though I have no control over it, but it's not painful.

Would if I could, but I really have no idea of what this is except for the fact that I managed to demolish my kitchen while chopping vegetables. For some reason it only happens when I have a knife in my hand. Qi maybe? It makes as much sense as anything else.

[ Moving quickly Youou manages to close the kitchen door behind him before Fay come into view, hoping he doesn't look as guilty as he feels. ]

Hey love. [ But no matter how guilty he feels, his smile is still genuine, if a bit nervous. ]

You know, I had an idea. Why don't the two of us go out and eat tonight. My treat.

[ Yeah. Just going to ignore the plaster dust comment and hope like crazy that the promise of fancy restaurant food will be enough to distract him. This is never going to work, is it? ]

Yeah, no robot arms so far. Knock on wood?

[ Oh Youou, you have no idea. ]

What do you need to fuel them?

Oh, well aren't you as sweet as May and applepie.

[Fay beams, and he does stop for a moment to place a small kiss on Youou's cheek, but then he still tries to dart around him into the kitchen. Because dinner out or not, he's still thirsty, so there.]

Comon, move your tush sugar.

[ Oh crap. How was he going to get out of that one?

He wraps his arms around Fay's waist in an attempt to keep him in place. Of course pulling Fay close to him had other perks as well. His smile turns into something that is more of a smirk, hiding a bit more of his nervousness even though it still peaks through. ]

You know, I don't think I want to. Of course you're more than welcome to try and persuade me otherwise. But I should warn you, I can be very stubborn.

[ More so in this case than usual. Because there is no way he's letting Fay into that kitchen if he can help it. ]

[Well, that is nice, and for a moment he's happy to just lean into the touch and sigh contentedly. But then he starts trying to squirm free, laughing.]

You can have me all to yourself in a moment, alright? But I've been sweating like a whore in church all day and I kinda want something to drink right about now.

[And then, a bit probing and sly:]

And why're you trying to keep me out of the kitchen, anyway?

[ Getting something to drink from the kitchen could be a bit tricky at the moment, and not only because Youou still has no intention of letting him in there.

So in want of something better to do he's just going to try and hold on tighter as Fay tries to wiggle out of his arms. ]

Who says I'm trying to keep you out of the kitchen, specifically. I'm just trying to keep you here, that's all. [ He wills his ears to not start to go read, which is a pretty tell tale sign that he's not being completely truthful, but even as he does it he knows it's a losing battle. ]

Can we just go out, please?

[ And please focus on his pleading puppy eyes and not on his reddening ears. It would make his life so much easier. ]

you mean like the Asian concept? never heard of it being activated by knife.

[Okay, sorry Youou, but you're terrible at lying, you really are. And one of the perks of being a vampire is that it apparently makes you a champion wriggler, so after some playful fighting he abruptly dodges free from Youou's arms and manages to open the door to the kitchen.

And then he just sort of... stares.]

Sugar... what in the name of the Devil himself happened here?

Yeah. It deals with the concept of a life force, and since this thing seems to be coming from me it's the best I can come up with. And, well, I'd never heard of vampires having claws instead of fangs, talking horses or that having a string of numbers stuck in your head could give you access to a hidden network before all of this happened either. So I'm not quite sure how much that really matters.

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[ He winces as Fay manages to open the door and at seeing the destruction he'd caused again. With the door closed he'd almost managed to convince himself that maybe the damage hadn't been that bad but now it was becoming very apparent that yes, it was in fact precisely that bad.

He sighs, resigned. ]

I tried to make a salad.

[ It sounds stupid to his own ears but that was exactly what he'd done. Or well, tried to do. He didn't really have much salad to show for it. ]

It just sort of... happened.

point. this whole place pushes 'normal' so eh.

can you describe the energy though. because i don't think it sounds like something you'd see in one of those movies.

Like you wouldn't believe. It's not really an easy thing to describe. It's like there's something flowing through me, I guess? What movies?

Sugar, I'd hate to see what'd happen if you'd been trying to carve beef.

[That's an automatic response as he tries to take in the complete and utter destruction in front of him. It must, his brain insists once it's been given some time to catch up, be something to do with the new powers that seemed to be turning up all over the place, but it's kind of hard to fit that together with a demolished kitchen somehow.]

D'you know what exactly it was that set it off? I mean, so you ain't gonna go dun it again?

[ He glares weakly at the back of Fay's head, before moving to pick up one of the few undamaged pieces in the place. Which just happened to be the knife which, in his mind, was the cause of all this in the first place. ]

Depends on what you mean with setting it off. I just need to do this- [ He flicked his wrist, feeling that weird sensation of some kind of force moving trough him, focusing on where his hand made contact with the knife before leaving him, causing a wave of energy to crash into an already pretty demolished wall on the other side of the room. ] And... well, you can see for yourself.

[ His cheeks are flushed with colour and he puts the knife down with an embarrassed grimace, his eyes purposefully avoiding to look anywhere in Fay's direction. ]

it's an alien energy source called Energon. I have no way of replicating it, unfortunately.

So... you have alien robot arms?

[ Congratulations Chris! That kind of beats most of the other things he's seen so far. ]

Do you need that Energon thing for everything or just special stuff?

[ Without thinking Adrian whispered. ]

That could be an effective weapon.

[ He cleared his throat and proceeded to speak at normal volume. Why had that thought even crossed his mind? ]

It's good that it doesn't hurt though, you should be careful, it could be a very expensive "change".

[ He raises an eyebrow at that. ]

Yeah, if I can get it under control. And I have a feeling that's going to take a while.

[ He makes a small face. He knows that so far he's been lucky. Even the scar he got hadn't hurt, it'd just been there one day. ]

I know, I've been getting off pretty easy so far. But what do you mean by expensive?

[ He gulped audibly, had he really heard that first comment? Well, Adrian wasn't going to further that train of thought any more. ]

Expensive in that if you destroy a lot of household items you'll have to replace them.

I think it's for everything. The arms themselves seem able to convert sugar and alcohol into energy, at least, but the guns absolutely don't work without energon. I think it's a power problem. Like, if I could drink gasoline I could probably get them to work, but that'd kill me before the arms had a chance to convert it into anything useful, y'know?

Ah. Yeah, that would be a problem. I think I'm just going to do my best to stay away from knives at home until I feel that I have some kind of control over this thing, and just let Fay do the cutting for me. There can't be that many ways to mess that up, right?

At the moment I'm actually more worried about what kind of excuse to give to my family about why I suddenly felt the need to redecorate the place. 'Cause that's not something I usually get the urge to do.

i think they call them wuxia

something flowing, huh? it kinda sounds like a surge of adrenaline.

[he's throwing out words now, speaking more to himself than anything.]

Oooookay, let's not do that anymore.

[He grabs Youou's wrist and tugs it away from the knife so he can place a light kiss on the other man's knuckles.]

So, no more knives for you, I guess? I mean, at least it's pretty easy to prevent in that case. Mind you... what are we doing about the kitchen? [Yes, he's taking this pretty calmly. After turning into a vampire, very few things seem weird, alright?]

I think I get it. Sounds a bit bothersome all around, but then what of all of this isn't? Can you still feel things? In your arms I mean. Also, if you feel my questions are becoming to bothersome of intrusive or something, feel free to just tell me to shut up and mind my own business okay.

Oh those. I don't really think you can expect reality to be like any kind of movie though, kid. No matter how weird reality might be. It might sound like it, but I don't think that's the answer. I know what adrenaline feels like, and this isn't it.

I wasn't planning on it. At least not here.

[ Because he figures that if he's ever going to be able to handle a knife again he's going to have to learn how to control this thing. But there is no way he's going to try that in the house. Or anywhere near Fay for that matter. ]

As for the kitchen, we fix it. Or well, hire someone to fix it. I'm hoping to find someone on the network in the business, but otherwise I'll just have to figure out some good cover story of some sort.

[ And while the kiss on his hand had been nice, and the fact that Fay was taking all of this in stride was good, Youou's still very adamant about not keeping any kind of eye contact. ]

Well, yes, I imagine that practicing somewhere safe might be a good idea.

[Because the idea has kind of struck him too, and while he doesn't mind handling all of the mincing from then on, Youou would probably like to be able to do it anyway.

He sighs a bit and grabs Youou by the chin, trying to force him to look into his eyes.]

Look, you great big silly. You were there for me when I woke up out of my mind and begging you to please let me taste your blood or I'd go insane, right? So there ain't nothing to be ashamed about here as far as I'm concerned, okay?

[ He leans into Fay's touch on pure reflex and then finally stops looking away and at the floor to meet Fay's eyes. ]

That wasn't- [ Wasn't what? Wasn't the same? Okay, so technically it wasn't but he knew that wasn't point Fay was trying to make.

He sighs and leans in further. ] I know, I just- I can't really help it. I feel embarrassed anyway.

I don't mind answering weird questions, it's fine.

Anyway yeah, I can still feel things. They're different, though? Like, I can tell that a hot pan is hot, but I can pick up a pot of boiling water with my hands and not be in any pain at all. Same with really cold stuff, I could probably shove my hand in a vat of liquid nitrogen and be fine.

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