Kyle and Topaz (Backdated)
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xp_logsTopaz and Kyle talk about Clint's team idea after a fighting lesson, and make plans of their own to help. Backdated to February 26.
"'They go off to do naked rituals in the woods'?"
Topaz wasn't sure if she was annoyed or amused that Kyle was shameless enough to post something like that on a public journal where he knew one of the witches would eventually see it. Her poorly concealed smirk as she sipped her water after their sparring lesson suggested the latter emotion, though.
"I appreciate you leaving out the part about animal sacrifices, at least. Can't have all my secrets being spread around."
"Yo, I don't think feeding your cat some leftover ham is actually the same as sacrificing a pig to Bastet." Kyle said, after spitting some tape out of his mouth - he'd been stripping the tape from his hands with his teeth. "But in case it is, I totally sacrificed some salmon to Bastet yesterday, Shamu got into the trash."
Topaz rolled her eyes, then her shoulders before taking another sip of her drink. Kyle always put her through her paces. "Bastet appreciates your sacrifice and the work your cat had to go through to get to it, I'm sure."
"Does Bastet also appreciate that I had to wet-mop half the kitchen because the little bastard got salmon skin all over? My cat's clever, but he's also a dick." Kyle asked. "So is the crack about your pagan rites why you stomped my shin, because well, I mean even if it wasn't, that's a pretty nasty shin stomp you have there."
"Bastet cares not for your labors." Topaz smirked a bit. "And no, it wasn't directly related, just trying out some stuff to see what works." If she was going to learn to fight, she might as well try to be good at it.
"Shin stomps work, for reals." Kyle pulled up his track pants to show the pinkish healing scrape and yellowing bruise down one hairy shin. "If I was a regular person and not a me, I'd have a way nastier bruise right now."
Topaz puffed up a bit, not quite able to hide her pride in herself at what she had managed. "Well that's a handy trick to have in reserve." She hadn't felt like she'd been accomplishing much. So seeing the bruise (and knowing it would be healed by the end of the night), made her feel pretty good.
"Try it in a pair of biker boots sometime, and not sneakers and it's even worse." If he could have scarred, Kyle would've shown Topaz the scar from the last time that had happened to him. "Yeah, keep that one in your back pocket, or front pocket, or bigger on the inside beaded bag..."
"As handy as a bigger on the inside beaded bag would be, I haven't managed that one quite yet. Shame, though." It probably would've made carrying her school books a lot easier.
"I wonder if Clinto's secret funder would give you money to research that. I mean, jesus, think about how awesome that would be." Kyle picked the last of the tape off his hands and then fumbled in his duffle bag for a nail file to scrape tape off his claws. "I mean Amanda might murder you but it'd be worth it to get a duffle bag I can put a cow in."
"Sacrifices must be made for the sake magical advancement," Topaz said dryly. "Even if the sacrifice is 'Big Witch kills Little Witch for fucking with the laws of physics."
"Eh, little witch would come back as a weird Indian ghost thing and haunt us. I mean, do you even have ghosts in India, I know you're not like, from-there-from-there but you know, I know London has ghosts." Kyle covered his head in anticipation of being smacked, thwapped or having gloves thrown at him. "Okay, so Matt's in, right? And I'm pretty sure Laurie's in, even we'll have to hit her with a newspaper until she learns a bedside manner. Who else we going after while Clinto's on science sabbatical?"
Topaz did indeed throw her gloves at him, rolling her eyes. "Depends on how you die. More likely I would come back as something to annoy you all, though. My vote would be for a cat if I got a choice." She grabbed her gloves to pack them up. "Molly, Tandy, and Ty definitely. Billy and Megan, though Amanda might also kill me for stealing her ducklings. Really, she should just be happy I'm keeping them off her team."
"You can move in with Shamu if you come back as a cat." Kyle said. "Just put in a good word for me with Bastet, and you can blame me for stealing Amanda's ducks, but yo I think you're right, I bet she doesn't want any of 'em over in the leathers or with her scary spy peeps." He grunted, thinking. "We need a computer peep. Do we have any free computer peeps who aren't like, a scary spy?"
"Good to know I'll have a home." Topaz tilted her head, thinking. "I don't know any free computer peeps myself, but I'm sure they exist somewhere in the mansion. They must, right?"
"Yeah, or else we're gonna have to bribe Doug and Sue and whatsherface spy girl." Kyle said, huffing. "Lets back burner that one, I mean we have resources. What else do we need? Smart people, punchy people, people with connections, magic people, medicine people..."
"Worse comes to worse we can put someone on retainer. I'm sure all the computer people have something they can be bribed with in return for help." Topaz tilted her head, thinking. "This is where I stop being helpful, I don't; know too many people outside of little circle of people who tolerate me."
Kyle threw some tape scraps at Topaz, and missed but the intent was there. "Naw, you're my second favorite librarian, so cut that out." He flopped back on the gym floor, sweaty hair all everywhere and shirt half yanked up. "Okay, you wanna hit up Mols, Tandy or Ty? Oh, maybe Clinto's like, powers copying bff? Ev? I think he was talking about it to him, shit, ima have to text Clint and that is gonna end with my having to walk my phone over to Doug and be like yo, translate this, he's talking in txt again."
Topaz rolled her eyes, finishing off the last of her water. "Your solution is better than mine, which would be to find Barton, throw something at him, and tell him to use his words. But yeah, that sounds like a game plan. I'll start with the three of them and go from there."
"Okay, so I text Clinto, and touch in with Ev." Kyle said, with a almost professional nod. "Maybe might grab a Darcy too, she's already Clinto's chief idiot proofer. Man, all these peeps, Clinto's roadtrip to find angel funders better pay off."
"Yeah, hopefully we can do better than Starbucks gift cards this time." Topaz pushed herself up, stretching. "Check in in a couple weeks and see where we're at?"
"Yeah, I mean, not like ima avoid my favorite self defense student. Kyle's only self-defense student right now. "But lets not obsess either. I'll check in with Clint too, see where he's at. Money for like, paying Matt for the ninety pages of forms we all need'd be great right now. Guy's doing it pro bono until Clint gets funding."
"He must love Barton, I wouldn't do anything for him for free."
"It's gotta be a sibling thing, I don't get it either."
"'They go off to do naked rituals in the woods'?"
Topaz wasn't sure if she was annoyed or amused that Kyle was shameless enough to post something like that on a public journal where he knew one of the witches would eventually see it. Her poorly concealed smirk as she sipped her water after their sparring lesson suggested the latter emotion, though.
"I appreciate you leaving out the part about animal sacrifices, at least. Can't have all my secrets being spread around."
"Yo, I don't think feeding your cat some leftover ham is actually the same as sacrificing a pig to Bastet." Kyle said, after spitting some tape out of his mouth - he'd been stripping the tape from his hands with his teeth. "But in case it is, I totally sacrificed some salmon to Bastet yesterday, Shamu got into the trash."
Topaz rolled her eyes, then her shoulders before taking another sip of her drink. Kyle always put her through her paces. "Bastet appreciates your sacrifice and the work your cat had to go through to get to it, I'm sure."
"Does Bastet also appreciate that I had to wet-mop half the kitchen because the little bastard got salmon skin all over? My cat's clever, but he's also a dick." Kyle asked. "So is the crack about your pagan rites why you stomped my shin, because well, I mean even if it wasn't, that's a pretty nasty shin stomp you have there."
"Bastet cares not for your labors." Topaz smirked a bit. "And no, it wasn't directly related, just trying out some stuff to see what works." If she was going to learn to fight, she might as well try to be good at it.
"Shin stomps work, for reals." Kyle pulled up his track pants to show the pinkish healing scrape and yellowing bruise down one hairy shin. "If I was a regular person and not a me, I'd have a way nastier bruise right now."
Topaz puffed up a bit, not quite able to hide her pride in herself at what she had managed. "Well that's a handy trick to have in reserve." She hadn't felt like she'd been accomplishing much. So seeing the bruise (and knowing it would be healed by the end of the night), made her feel pretty good.
"Try it in a pair of biker boots sometime, and not sneakers and it's even worse." If he could have scarred, Kyle would've shown Topaz the scar from the last time that had happened to him. "Yeah, keep that one in your back pocket, or front pocket, or bigger on the inside beaded bag..."
"As handy as a bigger on the inside beaded bag would be, I haven't managed that one quite yet. Shame, though." It probably would've made carrying her school books a lot easier.
"I wonder if Clinto's secret funder would give you money to research that. I mean, jesus, think about how awesome that would be." Kyle picked the last of the tape off his hands and then fumbled in his duffle bag for a nail file to scrape tape off his claws. "I mean Amanda might murder you but it'd be worth it to get a duffle bag I can put a cow in."
"Sacrifices must be made for the sake magical advancement," Topaz said dryly. "Even if the sacrifice is 'Big Witch kills Little Witch for fucking with the laws of physics."
"Eh, little witch would come back as a weird Indian ghost thing and haunt us. I mean, do you even have ghosts in India, I know you're not like, from-there-from-there but you know, I know London has ghosts." Kyle covered his head in anticipation of being smacked, thwapped or having gloves thrown at him. "Okay, so Matt's in, right? And I'm pretty sure Laurie's in, even we'll have to hit her with a newspaper until she learns a bedside manner. Who else we going after while Clinto's on science sabbatical?"
Topaz did indeed throw her gloves at him, rolling her eyes. "Depends on how you die. More likely I would come back as something to annoy you all, though. My vote would be for a cat if I got a choice." She grabbed her gloves to pack them up. "Molly, Tandy, and Ty definitely. Billy and Megan, though Amanda might also kill me for stealing her ducklings. Really, she should just be happy I'm keeping them off her team."
"You can move in with Shamu if you come back as a cat." Kyle said. "Just put in a good word for me with Bastet, and you can blame me for stealing Amanda's ducks, but yo I think you're right, I bet she doesn't want any of 'em over in the leathers or with her scary spy peeps." He grunted, thinking. "We need a computer peep. Do we have any free computer peeps who aren't like, a scary spy?"
"Good to know I'll have a home." Topaz tilted her head, thinking. "I don't know any free computer peeps myself, but I'm sure they exist somewhere in the mansion. They must, right?"
"Yeah, or else we're gonna have to bribe Doug and Sue and whatsherface spy girl." Kyle said, huffing. "Lets back burner that one, I mean we have resources. What else do we need? Smart people, punchy people, people with connections, magic people, medicine people..."
"Worse comes to worse we can put someone on retainer. I'm sure all the computer people have something they can be bribed with in return for help." Topaz tilted her head, thinking. "This is where I stop being helpful, I don't; know too many people outside of little circle of people who tolerate me."
Kyle threw some tape scraps at Topaz, and missed but the intent was there. "Naw, you're my second favorite librarian, so cut that out." He flopped back on the gym floor, sweaty hair all everywhere and shirt half yanked up. "Okay, you wanna hit up Mols, Tandy or Ty? Oh, maybe Clinto's like, powers copying bff? Ev? I think he was talking about it to him, shit, ima have to text Clint and that is gonna end with my having to walk my phone over to Doug and be like yo, translate this, he's talking in txt again."
Topaz rolled her eyes, finishing off the last of her water. "Your solution is better than mine, which would be to find Barton, throw something at him, and tell him to use his words. But yeah, that sounds like a game plan. I'll start with the three of them and go from there."
"Okay, so I text Clinto, and touch in with Ev." Kyle said, with a almost professional nod. "Maybe might grab a Darcy too, she's already Clinto's chief idiot proofer. Man, all these peeps, Clinto's roadtrip to find angel funders better pay off."
"Yeah, hopefully we can do better than Starbucks gift cards this time." Topaz pushed herself up, stretching. "Check in in a couple weeks and see where we're at?"
"Yeah, I mean, not like ima avoid my favorite self defense student. Kyle's only self-defense student right now. "But lets not obsess either. I'll check in with Clint too, see where he's at. Money for like, paying Matt for the ninety pages of forms we all need'd be great right now. Guy's doing it pro bono until Clint gets funding."
"He must love Barton, I wouldn't do anything for him for free."
"It's gotta be a sibling thing, I don't get it either."
