(4) a reveal and a risk

[dorkytracksuit]

[Davin is actually doing a video post, instead of a text post for once, surprise surprise. The normal yellow tinge of his skin is, for the moment, held at bay thanks to the careful use of some concealer. Yes, he is wearing makeup, not that it's very obvious, he's well practiced at this point. He looks extremely uncomfortable to be doing this, but hey, Euphemia isn't the only one that gets to look cool.]

[He stares at something on the desk before him, a pencil, yellow and chewed at one end, the eraser is worn down to nothing. He reaches out to it with his hands, but doesn't touch it, he just concentrates. For a moment, nothing happens, and then in a flash of red and blue sparks the pencil suddenly moves, slowly and shakily sure, but it moves, as though all on its own. After a pause, it drops. He finally looks up to his audience, giving a weak smile to you all. It seems he's using skype to share the video with you all, before the image is gone. Computer text quickly appears in it's place.]

I don't know how much longer I can keep this hidden.

It feels like it's time for something drastic.

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[testsonseashells]

[Mordin has been left speechless very few times in his life. This is one of them. He gapes for almost a full two seconds before managing to find words.]

Amazing. Incredible. Any idea how it works? Energy consumed? Feelings of muscle tension?

[Don't let him start, he won't stop.]

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[dorkytracksuit]

[Too late.]

I don't know. It feels like energy. I'm not sure if I can describe it.

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[testsonseashells]

{Mordin's grinning with excitement at this point. Kids in candy shops have nothing on this guy.]

Put it this way - analogous to muscle movement? Or other stress? Perhaps no stress at all - no, unlikely, exerting energy. Should come by the clinic sometime - can run scans, tests, figure out more. LSR clinic, near Dead District.

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[dorkytracksuit]

I don't think I really want any of this on any sort of medical file. Sorry.

But I guess it's more like stress? I concentrate and I feel this.. like electricity and I just. Shape it... I guess.

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[reckless_fire]

Whoa, pretty cool, man. How long have you been able to do that?

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[dorkytracksuit]

Technically, since the grues disappeared, I guess.

[wordsgate]

Wait, hold on, what do you mean "something drastic"?

[dorkytracksuit]

I think we need to tell people what's going on here.

[wordsgate]

Seriously? I can understand why you'd want to but the only people that are going to believe you are the people trying to kill us.

[dorkytracksuit]

Not about us. About them, about what they're doing.

[wordsgate]

Better, but I still doubt anyone is going to believe you. Except for, again, the enemy.

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[shiromadoushi]

Holy crap that was amazing! Does it work on anything?

[Text]

[dorkytracksuit]

I don't know. Bigger things are harder to lift.

[Text]

[shiromadoushi]

As expected. How big have you tried?

[Text]

[dorkytracksuit]

My monitor. I could barely lift it.

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[exloserspromise]

You aren't planning on pulling a Carrie, are you? Because if so I guess I just want to know which part of town to avoid and when.

[Because "something drastic" is a little more important than "wow that is so cool".]

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[dorkytracksuit]

If you're asking if I'm going to pour buckets of blood on people, then no.

[exloserspromise]

I was thinking more along the lines of a telekinetic rampage, but not dumping blood on people is good too! But I guess that would be a ways off if you're still working on pencils.

[dorkytracksuit]

Yeah, way way off. Not part of the plan right now anyway.

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[espigeonage]

That seems very risky, but I'm sure you're aware without me saying it. Are you thinking live-on-cameras-everywhere, or something smaller scale?

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[dorkytracksuit]

I'm thinking of using screen capture to get the Paul Ben video on the web.

[espigeonage]

Yeah? As long as someone can't trace it back to you. People tracked down that guy who took a picture of his feet in a fast food thing's salad bins, after all.

[dorkytracksuit]

If it's on the web I can handle myself, but thanks. I just think it's time to do something.

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[elfstoned]

You can't control it, then?

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[dorkytracksuit]

Not well at least.