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Yeah, your omen looked cool too. [totally guileless. you also helped, mob.

blood weirdness each month- huh, that was new to him. he makes note of it, though once again robby is winning shibe points with the subtle nod to mob's power being a nice one.] It's nice to be able to do, more than other things I think. It can be hard not to overwhelm people though.

[make them too strong, really.

robby's question is a valid one. frankly a very fair one, given he pulled robby into that situation he could have handled pretty easily.] I can.

[and he slows to a stop, on whatever little street they're on, looking at the ground. he... needs to be honest about this, he thinks. he's been considering talking to sensei about it, or miss makima, but it's daunting. it seems a bit fitting it's robby in a way.

(maybe it will be fine. 81%, 82%)]

I can't... always control my powers. At home it was pretty rare but- but it was still really, really bad if it happened. People got hurt, or places got destroyed.

So I haven't been using them much here. I don't- [want them. want to hurt anyone. know what to do.] I don't know what corruption will do. Or being a beast.

[ Robby makes a brief face, while Robby's omen's tag wags a couple of times...!!!

But Robby stops as Mob does, not asking why he has. There's some distance between them and where they are, and they have their omens (as well as Mob's own power) to look out for them. And even with Mob's usually placid expression, he can tell that what he's building up to say means something to him.

So he listens, to a problem he's never had to dealt with before. A problem that Mob has, except did he know what to do then when he doesn't know what to do now? Robby presses his lips together tight, and he doesn't know if it'll help, but... ]

When Tory first got here, she couldn't control her power either. She'd make items, knives, living things when she got mad, and she needed help to get it under control. I don't know the guy who helped her, but I can see if he can help you? We can visit him together.

[ But he wants to offer more than that, pausing with a small silence. ]

...if there's one thing about how crazy and bad this place can get, it's that whatever you can do that that's made your life...different from everyone else back home, [ different, isolated, alone, ] there's a lot of people like that here, too. Actually, being the idea of not normal back home? Makes you pretty normal here.

[ His nose wrinkles as he tips his head with that, mouth pulled into his cheek as he looks at Mob, a face that says, can you believe that? ]

So whatever's going on with your powers - I bet someone can help you out.

[that happy tail wagging, a big win... them stopping has the shibe circling a little, a bit on edge and, predictably, protective with it.

mob lifts his head though, the tension of his shoulders easing down a bit. it's not as though he expected robby to shun him about it in the slightest, but maybe his own low opinion of the matter made it hard to think people wouldn't feel the same. he didn't really expect any way to help either, not something as tangible as someone to maybe talk to. someone with a similar experience too.

(grateful, again, though there's that ever present spark of fear. failing, what failing could mean for the people who have been so kind to him. 90%)

he has things to say to that, mentioning miyagi-do and inner balance and maybe that could help, asking about the person who helped tory. but robby starts talking again and mob's eyes widen a little as he does.

once, a very long time ago, when he was scared of his power and much younger he tried to find someone who could help him. that person sat him down with tea as he stumbled through explaining himself. that person said 'you're a human being like everyone else.'

master reigen said a lot of things that shaped his life that day. you should never use your powers against other people. that everyone had talents and quirks, no one ability was better than another. that it didn't make you weird or special, you're just a person like anyone else. normal.

(95%, 96%, 97%, 98%)

mob's powers are tied to his emotions, which doesn't sound unlike tory getting mad and making things. (there's a lot of people like that here too, robby said.) he tries to deal with that by controlling his emotions as carefully as he can, but it's not that simple, is it? pressure builds, and eventually that pressure need release.

mostly he's been afraid lately. normal kind, beasts and nearly drowning and zombies and traps aren't exactly fun. a lot of it is what he said, unease about himself, corruption, what could happen if he messes up. people being nice to him both helped and made it scarier. they could be the ones to get hurt. it's terrible to think about.

it would have been very easy for fear to be the thing that explodes in him. it would have been bad, probably. something else has been building beside it though, warring with it. something that takes the lead when robby says 'Makes you pretty normal here.' When he informs someone can help him out.

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a few things happen at once. the shibe turns to move closer, not exactly alarmed but clearly aware something was about to happen. the pressure in the air gets thick, clumps of snow and little stones rising all around them. mob's hair rises and his aura flares intensely, more colorful than before, warmer colors bleeding in with the blue-purple it usually is.

the explosion is a bit like a shockwave, though that flaring aura seems to engulf robby and his omen gently. all around things happen- plants begin to burst into intense bloom despite the ice and temperature, the snow melts to reveal green. a few windows crack and shatter, glass lifting in the air and reflecting the bright colors around.

a few things can happen with robby too, of course. it's probably not unlike being given that power before, though so much more intense. any tears or wear to his clothing might fix itself, injuries or aches might be swept away. he might feel stronger again in a more general way, like a very refreshing nap or the high of a good run. it might be a little too much, bordering on nausea. the pressure might also border on too much, close to alarming for several moments before it eases with a snap.

there's certainly a warmth everywhere, in the bubble of this power and in feeling. it floods everything, likely brushing against robby's own feelings. 100% gratitude for everything, the tension snap of a lot of fear being eased. all the times mob politely, mildly said thank you now put into a much deeper context of how much it really meant under his placid looks and small smiles.

the intensity fades quickly enough, leaving them standing in the bright greenery of happy, overgrown blooms growing through the cracks of the stone path. it ends abruptly a few feet away where the power didn't reach, back to snow and slush. glass gently moves itself back to place, though now it leaves an odd mosaic where the colors of before seem to have tinted it different hues. the shibe sits like it's relieved.

mob just blinks, the intensity of the emotion back to mild confusion and a little embarrassment as he glances around.] Ah... Um.

I'd... like to meet that person.

[haha.]

[ He can't ever know what that sentiment can be, or mean, to another. Robby can only guess, and it's from his time with others - with Chizuru confessing to him about her healing abilities and that she might sometimes have horns, the shame and fear that she admitted them with that he's come to understand: it helps to remind people there's nothing wrong about them.

And what fourteen-year-old boy far from home and with a power that most people don't have, can't do with hearing that?

Robby doesn't expect it to get the reaction it does, though.

He's not inclined in any way to power, though his chi training with Sasuke might-- no, actually, sorry, he's useless at this stuff. To Robby there's just a rush, a sensation that makes him move backwards for something that can't be moved away from. He doesn't know what Mob's doing, and admittedly, there is a confusion, a panic.

And then there's what happens outside of Robby's own mind and around them. The smashed windows, the dormant plants being given a second lease at life, and Robby feels--far, far too exhilarated, dizzying so. Mob's blue looks fantastically blue, and even as that power dies away, the glass fitting itself back into place, the world just seems so --

loud.

Robby is left staring at Mob, baffled into silence. Even his omen is watching the group with confusion. ]

...Sure.

[ okay. yes. contact the person, they can do that. ] I'll message Tory...and we can get out of here?

[ Said, with a look back at the glass...that's in its window, but. Still.

(He hasn't even noticed the new length to his hair, or his nails, at that.

But then--there's a few adjustments that will take time for Robby to realise.) ]

[lately explosions like these happened when someone was trying to hurt him, or hurt someone he cared about. fights he didn't want and then everything got too much and boom. it's a little odd for it to be in a moment like this, where things were relatively safe and, more so, he has a lot more time to just process what happened.

it's cathartic, it always is. a weight off, even as shame tugs at him for letting it get like this. nowhere near actually losing full control, those he doesn't remember at all until he comes to, but enough. his legs feel a little wobbly, drained from the power used. the bubble they're in is still warm like a nice spring day and will probably remain warm and blooming for quite a long time, or until the trench or a pthumerian override it.

he glances to robby after assessing things again quickly (the windows looked pretty now, like stained glass kinda, but he still broke them. did he have to pay to get them fixed back to normal now? did people even live around here?) and he notices that longer hair. it makes him blink, unaware that was something he could do. a shame, hanazawa probably would have appreciated that after the whole shaved head thing.

mob nods to that, starting forward with his omen sticking close to his side this time. leaving the bubble is when he glances over again]

S-sorry, about... that. And your hair. It looks nice like this though. [he attempts. at least he could just cut it?? still probably rude to shove a bunch of psychic power into someone and make their hair grow without asking.]

[ Robby doesn't want Mob to get in trouble or to get called out, so getting moving? As good of an idea as getting away from danger, in Robby's opinion! He just wants them far away enough that no one's going to be able to point what just happened on either of them.

He doesn't even know what Mob means right away, focusing on that -- and he touches his head with a 'huh?', and feels properly the way it's hanging now. The strands are longer, and he isn't really sure what to think about that. Honestly-- ]

Are you okay, Mob? [ --now is really the time to talk about what's important. ] Is that what happens? When you use your powers?

[ There's nothing accusatory, just a consideration: is that the problem? Because maybe it wasn't bad, but -- if that's going to happen each time, they sure need to be careful, don't they?

(Oh, he should text Tory. See about getting Obi-Wan's contact from her.) ]

I'm okay. [he's quick to assure. kind of ashamed, sure, a little tired from the energy use but, frankly, generally feeling better all around now that the fear and emotion that had been building since he got here found an outlet. just. whoops it had to be this.]

Um... [this is something he needs a moment to think about how to answer. walking through the snow, shibe watching out for them both with comical fierceness.] Not when I use them, exactly. My powers are tied to my emotions. The stronger my emotions are the more uh- the more things like that happen.

I was just- [another pause. being open about this sort of stuff is weird, but he feels like robby deserves as much honesty as he can manage.] I've been really scared, I guess, since coming here. But you made me feel better, and have been so nice, it all sort of... came out like that.

[ Robby listens, allows Mob time; watching between him and the road, the snow that's been stomped down on already. His omen is with Shibe on Guard Duty, though more level than the pair side by side, of course. Move aside, everyone, the Duo are making their way through...!!

It's--good however, to hear he's been helping. Robby doesn't need the validation, but he has been worried about the kid showing up here from his own home; no family, no friends, in a city like this. It's a second chance for some people, but others? No one deserves this place.

But they get it anyway, whether they do or don't. ]

If you ever start feeling like that, [ he starts, a situation like this kind of new, but-- he slows to a stop, just briefly, for this. ] --You can call me, alright? I won't lie, it can get tough around here, but if you think you need to get out of something, or need somewhere to let it out? We'll find something. Until you can get a better hold of it.

[ Something's going to happen, surely. He hasn't even met the beasts, the assholes that grab people. But Robby looks at him now, hoping, hoping he can help that future Mob for whatever's to come. ]

But whatever happens, we'll figure it out. No matter how bad it gets.

[ah, this time the gratitude doesn't build up any pressure or come with a twinge of fear, thank god. it's easy, just a warmth in his chest as he nods, offering a little smile.] I will. Thank you, Robby.

I know I should probably learn to be more comfortable using them here too. [he glances at his hand and isn't sure how to start with that in the slightest. well. maybe one way, as he glances back to robby.] Making you stronger wasn't bad at all. And you know what to do with power like that.

I guess I mean if you need that help you can call me too? [he doesn't think this is at all a fair trade, but he supposes helping people isn't really a transaction. robby's definitely doing more for him by a lot.]

[ Well--that's a thought, one that pinches his lips together in a smile. ]

Sure -- you think that'd help you practice? If you don't get to give people cool moves to fight with often, you could ask Mister LaRusso, or some people at the dojo. It can be a part of your training?

Maybe there's other cool ways you can learn to use it.

[ The possibilities might be endless, with what Robby's learning about his powers from 'oh I do exorcises, please imagine The Exorcist' (and guess what wasn't like The Exorcist at all!) ]

[that's a really interesting idea. he's so rarely used his power like this before, maybe it could be useful to miyagi-do and other people too. it would be a good way of not having to deal with so much psychic energy all the time. it was kind of exhausting, honestly.]

I think it could. Maybe... maybe it could help people learn their own powers better. [that seems like a far off dream, but it's nice to imagine.]

I guess I should ask sensei what he thinks. I was going to maybe ask him about all of this. I was hoping learning inner balance might help with um.

[a glance backwards. a glance at robby's fabulous new hair. yes, that.]

Sure, if it's linked to how you're feeling. [ It could help, right? Maybe. A lot of things could help, possibly -- and being able to explore the possibilities at all was a good start. ... also, let's not mind the state of Robby's hair as he brushes it back with a hand. ]

You should talk to him about it. Another teacher can't hurt if the other guy turns out to be any good, too -- you should find out what works for you.

[ It's important!! But also, maybe important: ]

Where were you headed to anyway, before all that happened? [ A wave back the way they came. ] I'm here now; I'll take you.

[ Maybe they were even going the same way?? ]

It's part of Miyagi-do anyway, and I want to learn even if it doesn't help with this. [he is a dedicated karate student!!] Ok, I'll ask sensei too.

[it'll be easier, now that he's told robby and it went so well. his confidence certainly got a little boost from that. robby is the truest bro.

ah right, what was he doing? he considers a moment before remembering,] Oh, I was looking for something for Jun. He's part of the dojo too? He said he's recovering from being hurt and hasn't gone out much, so I thought he must be pretty bored.

I didn't really have a plan I guess. [he Wandered. it was not a good idea, sorry about him.] Weren't you doing something though?

[before fighting zombie coyotes for a 14 year old in a tree. normal day.]

I was going shopping, [ actually!! ] You want to go together and grab a few things? We'll see if there's anything cool. Don't know what the people here do for fun.

[ There's certainly no gameboys. ... Which, with a pause and somewhat half-joking: ]

Worse comes to worst, I'll ask Tory to make a gameboy. She probably played pokémon.

[ Gotta catch them all??? ]

Okay. [heck yes, that sounds like a way better time than Aimless Wandering peppered with getting lost.] What are you looking for?

[makes one wonder what christmas shopping in the trench looks like. spooky, i guess. either way mention of tory's power has mob looking up at the sky to seriously say:]

Her power is really cool. [gameboy conjuring? what more could you want from a superpower.] I think Jun would like that. It has sea creatures, sort of.

[and he takes a moment to picture jun as a water type gym leader. fitting.]

Stuff to make good gifts? Something small and simple; I'm not real close to many people, but I've never gone shopping for Christmas gifts, and Tory's really into it, so -- why not, right? Maybe you can help out.

[ Simple, easy. There's a few other things he wants to check out, but going around crafts shops with Mob should be fun enough. Maybe the kid can find some stuff in them for Jun, too.

As for a gameboy: ] I can ask. We'd have to round over to the orphanage if she can, but maybe we can get one for you each. Do some trading? [ Ha. ] Okay, I can't promise that much. But I'll send a text.

Oh right, Christmas is soon. That's one americans celebrate a lot, right? [a thoughtful nod before he lifts a finger thoughtfully.] If Tory likes it that's a good enough reason.

[he does not know her but robby is obviously friends with her and those shoes were great. that and he feels a level of empathy with anyone who also had wanky powers causing trouble without meaning to.

so, add this soldier to the fight.] I'd like to help. Maybe I can get something for Miss Makima too.

[and robby, and sensei. hm. probably not with robby around for the first one, he's pretty sure it's supposed to be a surprise.]

Only if she can. I bet her power is pretty tiring to use. [how much mental energy does it take to make a gameboy, the age old question.]

[ Good Mob, you learned the golden rule: go along with the thing the girl in your life is into. ]

I was surprised people would celebrate it here, but I guess it's a good excuse for presents. [ Ah. ] There was a Japanese one a pair had here with everyone the start of the month. The Rinne festival? You heard of that one?

[ Have you heard about a Naruto festival, Mob?? At least this directs their steps towards Cellar Door -- the best district for shopping. Hopefully, enough places would be open. ]

[a very valuable lesson indeed. even better if it's fun stuff like holidays as far as he's concerned.]

I guess when things are so dramatic all the time it's nice to have fun things. I like the idea of giving people presents too, everyone's very nice here. [they deserve some gifts. also asking mob his weeb status, truly. then again can you be a weeb if you are also an anime character.] Rinne? No, I haven't. This time of year we don't celebrate much besides the new year. Some people get chicken and cake for christmas though.

[at least the snow isn't too high right now, and walking into the more shop-centric area of cellar door has mob looking around curiously. and immediately point out a window with some very trench typical creepy dolls in them.] Those are haunted.

[said with the small smile of a kid having a good time window shopping. this was fun.]

[ Huh, no Rinne?? Well, he can explain a little: ] It's meant to be a day for remembering people you've lost, apparently. They had these games and a ton of food -- it's too bad you missed it.

[ He doesn't want to say, You should go next year, since do either of them want to think about that possibility? Even if from what Robby knows, there's no going back anywhere except for the sea.

But he's not going to say everyone should think about this like him, and instead--

and instead there's haunted dolls for Robby to make a ??? face at, and wonder in a quick four seconds

(haunted?
by what
do i want to know?
i don't want to know) ]

Okay, [ okay, ] unless I remember someone who likes spooky stuff, I'll skip them. You don't have a sixth sense for good deals, do you?

[ Joking, but also?? Tell a pal if u do, Mob. ]

Oh, kind of like Bon. [maybe it had a different name? ninjas just know how to party whenever.] That's in the summer though. I didn't realize the city would have festivals.

[and he takes a moment to space out thinking about festivals, how they'd look here, if they'd be fun. there's a stinging feeling of how he wouldn't get to go to bon with ritsu again, maybe ever. no reigen giving him a meager bonus and telling him to have fun, no thinking about asking tsubomi one year.

bummer. he pushes the thoughts down. (5%) maybe he could go with robby and jun to one instead. (2%)

one of the dolls absolutely has that 'my eyes follow you specifically robby everywhere' vibe going on so. probably better to ignore it.]

No. [sorry robby, he is a sucker. a little better than he used to be but still pretty high in the 'will overpay for everything' category.] That would be way more useful than making things float. [the solemn truth.]

[ Robby is going to remember about those dolls every time he sees them and quickly Look Away each time. We do not have time for cursed dolls, thanks!! ]

Suuure, but I bet you could have fun with floating stuff. Good for shows. [ That'd be fun, and he almost considers mentioning he could make some (craft) fish float for Jun, but that wouldn't last for long. But actually: ] Hey, you said about sea creatures before. Does he like them? You two could watch some movies; but we can still get him something.

[ There is a craft store still open with windows showing this and that, and Robby nods for Mob to follow him inside. Let's take a look at their hopefully not haunted stitchings!! ]

[he can now forever know dead people live in those dolls. the perks of having a psychic friend (is it a perk though.)]

I used to make dogs float. [informative. the good old days.] Yes, he says he wants to study them. He's going to let me borrow a book on it- oh.

[a craft store, that seemed so normal in comparison to a lot of their afternoon. he follows, and makes no comment about haunted knitting needles so? maybe it's fine? instead he's looking over everything, resisting the very real urge to touch some of the softer looking things.

there's at least one clunky scarf with squids on it, which like is that rude or supportive to sleepers, who knows.]

[ On one hand, poor dogs. On the other...totally probably would've floated dogs if he could too?? Robby cannot judge that decision in the slightest for the moment he considers that information. Very informative.

But so is about fish...can they find anything fish like in here? Robby doubts them getting very specific, but at least this craft shop is packed. Does the owner know that Sleepers are likely to be looking for gifts? There's some scarfs, and Robby's making his way along shelves with pottery work: jars, shaped 'normally' and some like animals. Candleholders, and the candle themselves nearby, smelling up their spot on the shelf. Look at these hanging friends.

Oh, look. If and when Mob comes over- or Robby can just hold up one of the fish himself with a 'hey, look at this' that's fun that really necessary of a closer look - he'll suggest: ]

You could grab him whatever and just watch documentaries or some movies on the omni. Cake still makes people feel better when they're down, right?

[ He's not too old himself to know the real magical remedy to all ills, is he? (robby you're seventeen) ]

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1/2 it's time baby, again sorry for the essay

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