Trip Up {Open}

[josephcarter]

Joseph slid into one of the empty booths that was near the window. A waitress signaled that she would be over to him momentarily, Joseph merely nodded in return. Normally he would be home, being a good little teenager and do his homework, but today, it wouldn't hurt to mix it up. Even if his idea of mixing it up was making a side trip. I need a life, he mused resting his chin in the palm of his hand. The sound of someone clearing their throat caught his attention, Joseph looked over seeing the waitress ready, menu in hand. Joseph shook his head. "I'll just have a hot chocolate," he said, the waitress clicked her tongue, scribbling it down then walked away. Sure, hot-chocolate was probably something for younger kids, but Joseph hated coffee, and tea for that matter.

He waited patiently for his drink, drumming his fingers against the table top. The sound of snickering drew his attention away. Joseph's eyes flickered over to a group of teenagers, younger than himself from the looks of it, shoving each other until one finally shoved his foot directly into the path of an oncoming waitress, her arms full of people's orders. By all rights the food should have flown forwards, but that would have been too convenient. Joseph lifted his hand holding up two fingers and flicked them towards the teenaged boys. As the food landed on their laps, Joseph barked out a short laugh, noticing that he caught the attention from a few people. Probably should have been more discrete about that, he thought, his ears turning red. Silently prayed no one put two and two together and if they did, they wouldn't make a scene.

[mouse]

punk ass BABYBOY in hot pants

Sitting in the booth behind the male who was focused on the waitress and the boys, his eyes widened when he saw him use a power but he shook off the surprise and leaned into the seat more, eyes firmly planted on his prize, the corner of a wallet sticking out of the other males pocket. His eyes flickered around the room and when he was sure that everyone's focus was on the ruck-us at the table four booths up, Yokura wriggled, his little cross ears jiggling in his lobes below a waterfall of ash blond locks as he slipped his hand around the edge of the booth.

This was gunna be too easy! He grinned to himself, little sharp teeth flashing surprisingly white for a street rat. His hand moved forwards and he slowly and silently slipped out of the booth, purposely bumping into the man, and knocking the wallet out into his hand which he slipped straight into his jeans pocket.

"Sorry," He uttered and ducked his head low, quickly walking for the door, a pleased smile on his face. Because GODS he was hungry, just the idea of being able to buy his neck meal sent his stomach into a pile of rumbling mess.

[josephcarter]

Joseph sunk deeper into his booth, resuming the tattoo of his fingers against his table. Perhaps next time he would stick to his own boring schedule, boring was always safer. He heard the waitress apologize profusely and the boys wiping at their shirts. Oh well, served them right, it was just too bad there was nothing hot on the tray. Joseph made a small 'umfing' sound as another person bumped into mumbling a sorry shortly after. Joseph leaned out towards the aisle staring at he boy in confusion. Was it just him or was the boy walking rather quickly?

Joseph shrugged running his hand down his legs, stretching his back. Something was wrong, something was missing. Joseph looked down at this pocket, wasn't there supposed to be a lump there. My wallet! Joseph shot his head back up towards the restaurant door. "Hey! he shouted. There was no way he was going to be pick pocketed (again). The area, in fact the whole city froze in it's moment of time. Joseph slid out of his booth admiring his work as he saw a spoonful of soup frozen mid air on its way to a mans shirt. But back to business, Joseph stopped in front of the other boy. Then with small snap, time resumed its normal course. "All right, hand it over," Joseph demanded holding out a hand.

[mouse]

Blinking in confusion as the man was suddenly right there in front of him, he actually stumbled backwards, his green eyes huge and stunned. Okay this had never happened to him before, of course it hadn't he didn't often pick pocket off other mutants, but lately there seemed to be more and more of them, it was slightly frustrating and was slowly driving him to fucking hunger. This was new though and he looked back at the table and then back at the man in front of him.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," he retorted with a stubborn lift of his chin, amber/green eyes flashing insolently. He didn't listen to anyone but himself. he eyed him up and licked nervously at his lower lip, eyes flicking from side to side as people actually started to look over their way. Fuck. He had no choice and the conflict was clear on his face before he sighed, face falling and he mumbled insolently under his breath as he shoved the wallet against the man's chest and went to push past, his cheeks bright red in frustration, anger and embarrassment.

"Fine, whatever," he muttered as his stomach rumbled and he shoved at the door, pulling his hate down more and shivering slightly in the wind. He stepped out quickly, not wanting anyone to call the police, knowing he'd just get himself into more trouble. Before letting the door close, he glared over his shoulder, but smirked once his head turned, a couple of notes crinkling in his pocket.

Yea, he was that good.

[josephcarter]

Joseph shook his head, this guy was seriously going to deny stealing his wallet, yeah that was rich. Joseph almost believed him, well then again maybe not. He could just barely see that the other people nearby were beginning to take notice of them. The thief (and bad one at that) seemed to notice as well as he shoved Joseph's wallet into his chest before leaving. "Thank-you," he muttered opening his wallet, his empty wallet. Joseph closed it, his hand clenched, "Oh come on, really?" he exasperated.

Okay, fine. Joseph performed his second time stop of the day, the reward before had been the pick-pocketer's face. This time Joseph opted to stop alongside the other male before resuming time flow. He rested his hand on the other's shoulder tightening his hold. "Yeah you're funny,"

[mouse]

"Where the hell did you come from?!!!!"

Practically leaping out of his skin in fright, the boy couldn't even stop the change, he felt the itching start and he panic. "Fuck! Here, quick take i-" But it was too late, he felt his hat shifting and backed up away from the windows as his curls tumbled down and he was left, half morphed a panicked look on his face. At least he didn't have boobs he supposed as he glanced down at his still flat chest, his shorts feeling a lot tighter around the hips and waist, his stomach rounding out softly and his hips curved in a very female manner.

He knew he was blushing and held onto the money despite having demanded he take it, having not had a chance to actually shove his hand forwards. He supposed it wasn't so bad that another mutant had seen him change, better than a human or someone that wanted to harm him, but he seriously doubted this guy did. He would of done it already if he was going to.

"Here... j-just don't draw attention to us, please," he pleaded with a slightly angry, frustrated expression, his cheeks burning.

[josephcarter]

"I came from the same place you did, where else?" said a now smirking Joseph, this was fun. But just as he began to enjoy freaking the other boy out, things, well things got weird. Maybe it was a trick of the light, or the eyes, or Joseph was going insane, but he could have sworn that this guy just turned into a gal. He rubbed his eyes opening them again to see if it were true. Yup, it was.

"Did you just, uh," he had no idea how to state his question. Wait, was this another mutant? Then, this would be the first mutant that Joseph had met and that was great. Well, as he looked at the girl? it could have been better. "Oh of course not," Joseph waved the other people of, plucking his money out of the thief's hand.

[mouse]

"Yea," Yoko said slowly, blushing and lifting his chin curiously, rubbing his arm nervously as he looked at the other mutant. "Not anything super cool, like yours seem to be though," he said and then grinned impishly, a dimple appearing in his cheek.

"Only thing its good for is escaping," The blond shrugged and looked around. He felt nervous and out of his element, he was a shy boy, not very good with people, self concious of himself in BOTH forms. Shifting on his feet, he ducked his head and then chewed at his lower lip, wondering if it was safe to be sharing his secrets with this guy, for all he know he could have been just trying to kill him. That had happened before, he'd offended someone, someone that had been a very angry mutant and he'd spent the week after it, hiding and trying to lose it.

"I saw you," he whispered lowly, glancing around. "At what you did, what else can you do? How'd you get out here so fast? And before, how'd you catch up that quick, I heard you yell and then-" He blushed. He was hoping that he would change back soon, his heart rate had already started to slow down, but his palms still felt clammy.

[josephcarter]

Super cool, if Joseph had a large ego he would probably say something along the lines that of course his ability was awesome, far more superior, blablabla. But, he didn't, so instead, a faint tinge of red spread across his face. "Thanks," he mumbled, putting his wallet into his pants pocket after placing the money back inside. "Escaping, yeah, I can see that and I'm betting I'm not the first person you tried to steal from, so it must be useful," he said quirking a smile.

Of course he saw Joseph in the restaurant that was just his luck. Man, even his mom didn't know about his abilities, this was fantastic, his thoughts dripping with sarcasm. Joseph looked around satisfied that no one was in hearing distance. "I can um, well I can," he paused. "Oh what the heck," he said with a shrug. Joseph grabbed onto the boys wrist, the snapped his fingers, stopping time once again. "I can do this, among other things,"

[mouse]

Almost pulling his hand away in fear, Yoko had to actually stiffen his spine and he gasped as everything around them stopped, he turned to look over his shoulder, staring at the big old clock only to see it not moving. Oh wow. Time manipulation or something. He guessed this was how the man had caught up with him each time he'd stolen from him, it was genius and lucky actually. Well maybe not lucky for him because he was still hungry. "That's cheating, just so you know. I put my hard learned skills into use and you used your powers!"

But it was obvious by the amused look on his face that he didn't mind terribly much, too in awe of what was happening. "And you can move things too? Like in the diner?" He questioned curiously.

"Mine aren't as exciting, I can only shift from male to female really, but I heal pretty fast and I can manipulate my own bones, but all mine are mostly defensive powers, I like yours." He looked up at him from his small height of 5'3" and smirked. "So no matter how many times I pick your pocket, you're just gunna get it back right?"

Damn. He was going to have to find lunch elsewhere.

[josephcarter]

"Cheating?" Joseph scoffed, "I don't think protecting my personal assets should qualify as cheating, more like using the tool that are at hand," he offered. Joseph had momentarily forgotten about the diner incident, well, the other diner incident. He scratched the side of his head nodding briefly, "Yeah, but I can't move anything large which is a bit of a let down, for me anyways," he finished with a sigh. He actually could move large objects, he just ended up passing out right after, but he didn't feel like mentioning that part.

"Defensive is good, if it means the difference between being beaten up and escaping," he looked back down at the shorter boy, "That's right, well, if I hadn't noticed right away you probably would have gotten away with my wallet," Joseph replied truthfully. He offered his hand, "My name is Joseph by the way,"

[mouse]

Laughing just a little, Yokura felt himself relaxing and he shuddered before his hair started to pull back into his scalp and his form started to flatten and lean out again, leaving him standing there in his male form, faux hawk flopping over his amber/green eyes.

"Mmm much better," He sighed and reached out with his hand shaking the other boys hand with an impish grin. "I'm Yokura, but naturally everyone calls me Yoko or Mouse."

Joseph's hand was warm and soft and it made him self concious, he must not be the cleanest from living on the streets but he knew he wasn't filthy either. He'd found this holiday home and had seen the old couple hiding the key so he often snuck in their home and had showers, leaving whatever he money had on him at the time, behind so that he was paying for the water and the guilt feeling that seemed to hit him every time he did it.

"Sorry about your wallet, guys gotta eat," He shrugged as if it was no big deal or anything, well it wasn't really.

No harm done or anything.

[josephcarter]

"I can't honestly say, that its nice to meet you given the circumstances," Joseph said using the handshake as an opportunity, snapping his fingers with his free hand, returning everything back to normal. "But pretending that none of that just happened, it's nice to meet you Yoko." Joseph said offering one of his perusal crooked smiles.

He hadn't noticed it before until Yokura mentioned that he stole the money so that he could get something to eat, but Yokura did look a little, grungy. The first word popping into his head, Joseph gave Yokura a once over. He pulled out his wallet, taking out what money he had, thirty dollars, Joseph never carried more than fifty at a time for safty reasons, then held it out to Yoko, "Here, it can be a loan of sorts,"