10-23-2013, 08:02 PM
Well that stung.
He'd been with enough women in his time to know that no matter what he said, he'd just make it worse. Whenever you're wrong, admit it. Whenever you're right, shut up.
Wise words. He ignored the flask.
Fact was, going to war with the Custody would end with untold millions dead and no tangible gain. He'd essentially be sacrificing the free world for a grudge match. In the real world, Goliath crushed David every single time. He hated being David.
Instead of making an idiot of himself trying to smooth things over with Reed, he went back to experimenting. The discovery of green wires was a surprise. They seemed to resonate in some way with metal objects.
He wondered if he could project the--What do I call them? Forces? Flavors? Colors... elements?
--the colors in different shapes. He had only discovered wires, but perhaps there were other ways. As far as he could tell any shape could be built by cobbling different wires together but that led to quite a bit of complexity.
He didn't glance at the clock until he noticed sunlight shining through the blinds. Three balls of fire orbited in front of him, and he was pretty sure anyone could see them judging from the light they gave off. They wouldn't be as useful as a flashlight and if he wasn't careful it was pretty likely he'd burn the place down, but he was more than a little bit proud of the achievement.
He just wished he could find someone else with the ability. Brandon probably already had an evil apprentice or fifty, and he didn't want to even think about those implications. Unless I find someone else who knows what they're doing I'm not going to get very far.
He didn't have sixty years to wait.
That aside, Trano found it quite interesting how utterly illogical the application of magic seemed to be. He was able to--on instinct alone--effectively control someone's mind, but consciously he had barely been able to pick something up. He'd have to tell Reed about the mind control thing. To be honest he didn't trust himself with that kind of power.
He sighed and got up. His back ached, he'd been sitting in the same spot all night. He wondered if Shawn had found anything out. Reed had been so pissed off it was unlikely he'd get anything out of her. Still, he needed to smooth things over with her soon.
He'd been with enough women in his time to know that no matter what he said, he'd just make it worse. Whenever you're wrong, admit it. Whenever you're right, shut up.
Wise words. He ignored the flask.
Fact was, going to war with the Custody would end with untold millions dead and no tangible gain. He'd essentially be sacrificing the free world for a grudge match. In the real world, Goliath crushed David every single time. He hated being David.
Instead of making an idiot of himself trying to smooth things over with Reed, he went back to experimenting. The discovery of green wires was a surprise. They seemed to resonate in some way with metal objects.
He wondered if he could project the--What do I call them? Forces? Flavors? Colors... elements?
--the colors in different shapes. He had only discovered wires, but perhaps there were other ways. As far as he could tell any shape could be built by cobbling different wires together but that led to quite a bit of complexity.
He didn't glance at the clock until he noticed sunlight shining through the blinds. Three balls of fire orbited in front of him, and he was pretty sure anyone could see them judging from the light they gave off. They wouldn't be as useful as a flashlight and if he wasn't careful it was pretty likely he'd burn the place down, but he was more than a little bit proud of the achievement.
He just wished he could find someone else with the ability. Brandon probably already had an evil apprentice or fifty, and he didn't want to even think about those implications. Unless I find someone else who knows what they're doing I'm not going to get very far.
He didn't have sixty years to wait.
That aside, Trano found it quite interesting how utterly illogical the application of magic seemed to be. He was able to--on instinct alone--effectively control someone's mind, but consciously he had barely been able to pick something up. He'd have to tell Reed about the mind control thing. To be honest he didn't trust himself with that kind of power.
He sighed and got up. His back ached, he'd been sitting in the same spot all night. He wondered if Shawn had found anything out. Reed had been so pissed off it was unlikely he'd get anything out of her. Still, he needed to smooth things over with her soon.