xp_logs | LOG: Liam and Shatterstar, Post-BAPH

The morning after the attack on District X, Shatterstar and Liam check in on each other.

Shatterstar had blacked out as soon as he had sat down at the mansion after getting back from the community center- looking back he was surprised he hadn't fainted before then, but he had woken up at one point in the night and relocated to his and Liam's suite. It was terribly late, for him at least, when he woke up again.

He'd seen Sharon's text thread and, more importantly, that Liam said he killed people adjacently. Liam was only sixteen.

He was surprised to find him on his actual bed when he went looking, not some couch or sunbeam. Shatterstar went to make toast for Liam too. (Peanutbutter banana, how he knew the kid liked it). It was the least he could do. The only thing he could think to do, still so out of it from yesterday's events. They seemed so far away.

Waking up, Liam yawned, exposing sharp feline teeth and stretching. He'd slept through the entire night, something he was pretty sure he'd never done unless he was sick. His usual sleep- schedule was to find a place in the evening, earlier than when most kids his age likely went to bed and to sleep a few hours, then get up around 11pm or so, stay up for a few hours and then go to sleep again around 1 or 2am. His parents had hated it until href been old enough to put himself to sleep and be up unsupervised, but it was definitely his natural rhythm.

"Hey," he said, shuffling out of his room to the common area and going straight to the fridge to get something to drink. He kinda wanted coffee, but that involved going to another kitchen and he didn't want to do that.

Shatterstar put the plate of peanut butter banana toast in front of Liam. He hadn't made anything else, not sure that he's be able to keep anything else down, still suffering from over exertion of his powers. His hands twitched occasionally, a leftover from holding Rictor's power inside of him. He'd have to work on his powers related stamina even more. It was easier to think about that then the fact he almost, gleefully almost, killed people.

He could have asked Liam if he was alright. Instead he directed him to his plate. "You should eat something."

Liam sighed, nodding. "Not really hungry," he replied as he mechanically took a bite and chewed. "You okay?" he asked, looking his roommate over.

Shatterstar nodded. "Always am," he said and did not think about the almost gleeful way he had nearly killed those people. Perhaps they would have deserved it. He knew he could have lived with it. And that scared him. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah sure," he answered, taking another bite and fully not believing his own answer or his roommate's. But what other choice did they have? Shit happened every day to people whether they wanted it or not and they were at least alive. "We survived, so... we win."

Shatterstar nodded, putting a surprisingly light hand on Liam's shoulder for just a moment, squeezing slightly. "We survived," he affirmed.

"I'm gonna go work in the woodshop, interested?" Liam asked changing the subject but offering a small smile.

"Thank you, but no," Shatterstar said, starting to eat his own dry toast. "I should check on Julio. I also heard a rumor Arthur was harmed and would like to check on him as well."

Liam was kinda glad really, he knew he would go check on people, help out or something, but he mostly wanted to be alone with his thoughts. Work through it all. "He okay? I know that there were a bunch injured. The medlab made a post and it didn't come from the usual girl."

Shatterstar shrugged. He was glad Liam was leaving too. For as much as he planned on checking on others, he too wanted to be alone with his thoughts- at least for a few minutes- before he did. "We all survived. That has to be okay enough, I guess."