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Post by ken on Dec 6, 2010 16:05:11 GMT 2
"Well... were your powers every uncontrollable like my power absorption abilities and if so, how exactly were you able to master them. You see, ever since my power first manifested itself when I was eight, I haven't been able to touch someone without hurting them or nearly killing them" asked Ken hoping that this was one of the questions she could answer judging my the fearful gulp she gave before talking. The fact that his power manifested when he was eight would tell her that he hasn't been able to touch someone or pursue any form of romantic relationship for most of his life. And even if he did manage to get out of the Weapon X program, the fact that can't touch anybody would make it difficult for him to live a normal life.
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Post by pyslocke on Dec 6, 2010 22:18:44 GMT 2
Psylocke felt something.. was it a twinge of sympathy? Perish the thought! For this bloody... Psylocke grumbled. Had she not been able to control it? Her telepathy and telekinesis were easily mastered from the start, even if she hadn't fully explored her potential. She had no troubles in dealing with them and using them, or in his case, not using them. "In the beginning, I heard every thought that a person came up with. But I quickly got that to change--- The only thing I haven't mastered is my precognition. It's very uncontrollable. They occur very randomly, my preminitions, and I can't stop them when they happen. I could be out for an hour, seeing what happens. In my fate, other's... Or it could be a short one, where I don't even fall alseep.. And they often occur at the most unreasonable of times..." Psylocke's eyes looked distant as she touched her temples in pain. She was having one, right now.
It was foggy, hazy, unable to make much contact with what was going on. Psylocke looked on, as if she was there at the moment. Turns out, she was--- It was her, standing there. Her butterfly-like aura appeared around her face as she attempted to touch... It was him, that Ken guy. And he looked scared, as if he was going to hurt her. Future-Psylocke touched his bare hand, his glove in the other hand. Was she.. willing his powers back? In that area? She didn't collapse or fall to the ground. She didn't even look strained, minus the use of her telepathic powers.
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Post by ken on Dec 6, 2010 23:27:43 GMT 2
"How exactly were you able to turn off your telepathy power? I mean, if you didn't know how to turn it off at first, then you must have discovered some sort of off switch" asked Ken wanting to know how exactly she gained control of her telepathy. He could of course absorb her power again to find out, but after her previous reaction, he had a feeling that she would be pissed off. When Betsy touched her temples in pain, Ken rushed over to her seeing if he could help.
"Are you alright?" asked Ken with a worried look on his face once he got to her.
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Post by pyslocke on Dec 6, 2010 23:40:51 GMT 2
She wasn't going to tell him. She narrowed her eyes, but eventually softened. "Well, I just think... off? And when I want to do it, I just think about it, and it happens... It's really peculiar. I can't explain it." She said, admitting. When he asked if she was alright... "I"m absolutely fine!" She said, a little too loudly.
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Post by ken on Dec 6, 2010 23:54:31 GMT 2
"Well I honestly wish I could do that with my powers. You have no idea how many times I've tried something like that. Hell, I can control my teleportation power that I only received that power recently" explained Ken after Betsy told him how she can turn off her telepathy.
"Elizabeth, I don't even have to be a telepath to know that you're lying" said Ken after she said that she was absolutely fine a little too loudly.
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Post by pyslocke on Dec 6, 2010 23:56:21 GMT 2
Elizabeth pondered for a moment, on whether or not... "...Maybe your powers aren't meant to be turned off? She asked, but it was more of a statement. She blushed as he added the lying telepath comment. "I'm not lying!"
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Post by ken on Dec 7, 2010 0:03:00 GMT 2
"Not meant to be turned off? Does that mean I won't be able to touch anybody for the rest of my life?" asked Ken knowing for a fact that he'll live a very long life due to his healing factor. After all, Wolverine didn't even appear to age a day and Ken's healing factor was stronger than his.
"Right" said Ken with his voice full of sarcasm. When he saw her blush, he honestly couldn't help but give a light chuckle.
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Post by pyslocke on Dec 7, 2010 0:35:53 GMT 2
She shrugged. "It may be that your mutant conscience and your body want to protect you; In a way that actually harms you?" She pondered. "Just think, not letting anyone touch you might be your mutant way of defense. And even though it's very sad for you, it's beneficial as well." She said, and then added, "And it was nothing. I just had a small preminition."
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Post by ken on Dec 7, 2010 0:52:59 GMT 2
"That seems like a pretty pathetic defense in an age where people could kill you with guns and other weapons that don't require physical contact" said Ken knowing full well that he wouldn't even survive a gun shot if he didn't have his healing factor. And even before he got the healing factor, he was trained to avoid gun shots. All he needed to do was move away from the gun before it's pointed at him.
"These preminitions of yours, do they warn you from danger often?" asked Ken thinking that her ability to see the future might be a defense mechanism like his power absorption.
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Post by pyslocke on Dec 7, 2010 2:37:36 GMT 2
She nodded, thinking the same thing he had voiced. It would not be too useful to avoid human contact yet be stabbed, shot, or slaughtered without even reaching the skin. And mutants going after him? He'd be dead in four minutes if Psylocke was given the chance or the motive. She smirked evilly at the thought.
"Sometimes. Yet they also tell me what's about to happen, so I can be ready for it..." She had swiftly read his thoughts, and replied, "And yes, they are to protect me. Like your powers are to you."
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Post by ken on Dec 7, 2010 2:44:48 GMT 2
Before Betsy spoke, he couldn't help but notice the evil smirk on her face which sent a cold shiver down his spine since he thought that it had something to do with him. "So, what did you see in your vision? Did it have anything to do with some future danger?" asked Ken.
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Post by pyslocke on Dec 7, 2010 3:44:42 GMT 2
She nodded briskly, not wanting him to get any ideas. "Yes, I'm in terribly specific danger. And you don't want to be mixed up in it, so go along." She urged, telling him to.. hit the road, so to speak.
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Post by ken on Dec 7, 2010 4:55:23 GMT 2
"Well let me help you then if it's dangerous. I may not have any offensive powers like you do, but I am quite skilled with a sword and a gun" said Ken who clearly didn't get the hint that she wanted him to leave. But he did appear to be sincere and if she were to read his thoughts, she will discover that he really wanted to help her.
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Post by pyslocke on Dec 8, 2010 13:05:49 GMT 2
Psylocke glared straight at him, her eye narrowed and sharp. "As you can tell, I'm fine and can handle myself." She sneered, walking away, and jumping off the rooftop only to be aprehending by her telekinesis. She didn't care that he was telling the truth, he was nothing to her and she wanted out. That preminition wouldn't come true if she got away from him, and they never saw each other again. She wouldn't put herself in danger for him, even if it meant that random stranger's happiness, he seemed to really want to touch people, to be normal. Perish the thought! He couldn't be normal due to Weapon X, none of them could. They trashed his life, and they'll continue trashing other's if someone didn't do something about it.
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Post by ken on Dec 8, 2010 18:18:58 GMT 2
As Betsy jumped to another building, Ken turned around and sighed. He could tell by her facial expression that she wanted to get away from him, after all there were some human soldiers in Weapon X that didn't like to be around him due to the fact that he's a mutant. It's days like these that makes me wish I was normal thought Ken as he looked down at his hands.
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