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Date: After this thread.
Location: Edge of the Metal Sector, then the mines.
Situation: After Brandon finds out about Kate's disappearance, he offers to join Tommy in blowing things up to get rid of unwanted feels. Shenanigans ensue.
Warnings/Rating: Violence, explosions and a whole lotta man feels. UPDATED: Mentions of torture and experimentation.

[Part of him doesn't know why he agreed to this. He's always dealt with this stuff alone. Letting people in isn't something Tommy is very well practised at doing and he had no plans on starting now. And going up into the mountains to go smash some stuff until he stops feeling like the grounds about to swallow him whole? Not exactly a time he wants someone else around.

But for some reason, here he is, a backpack filled with food, waiting impatiently on the edge of the Metal Sector for Brandon, of all people, so they could go find somewhere up in the mountains to expend all this unwanted negative energy. Because somehow that seemed like a good idea to agree to at the time. He's having his doubts now--he's been having them since he shut the console off--and even though he's turned up, he's not even sure if he's going to let Brandon actually tag along yet. It's not like he needs a babysitter right now.]

--Ugh, c'mon Sparky. I ain't got all day.

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You are like, the least observant person ever. Did you know that? I've been here for like ten minutes already.

[Yes he is sitting on a nearby porch situated directly at Tommy's back why do you ask.]

[He practically jumps out of his skin and turns around in a quick blur.]

--Geez! [he manages to catch himself before looking too jumpy and looks at Brandon with a scowl. He hadn't actually seen him at all. You'd think he'd have said hello or something.]

So what, you sat there like an idiot and made me wait?

[he's totally observant what on earth are you talking about.]

For like. Thirty whole seconds. Poor baby.

[He gets to his feet and dusts off his pants.]

[Have another scowl, Brandon. Thirty seconds is a big deal okay.]

You know how long that feels like to me?

Oh yeah, I'm sure it's a small eternity. Are we going or not?

[He hikes a pack up on his shoulders and gestures out into the wilderness.]

[He makes a frustrated noise, and then pulls his own bag up and turns and starts to stalk off.]

[Brandon rolls his eyes, huffs out a sigh and jogs to catch up with him, falling into step beside him.]

So this place sucks, huh.

[He gives Brandon a quick glance when he catches up, but isn't making a point of slowing down for him.]

Yeah. Tell me somethin' I don't know.

['I'm gay'.

Brandon actually snorts at that, amused (and mildly depressed) at the thought.]

Dude, what you don't know could probably fill a book. Two books. I'd have no idea where to start.

[And Brandon isn't exactly having trouble keeping up. He's a fitness buff, Tommy. You'll have to work a little harder to get him winded.]

[Tommy rolls his eyes.]

Yeah, and you'd have a fucking library.

[Okay, so this whole 'I'll try to be nice' thing isn't exactly working. He scrunches up his nose briefly, damning everything and picks up the pace a little. He just wants to get to the mountains and focus on getting out all this pent up energy, before he unleashes it on Brandon.

Except.]

--Wait, where are we even going?

There's this old mine up in the mountains. Loads of stuff to break. I think the kedan probably forgot about it, I, uh, stayed there once when I was caught out in the rain.

[itp: brandon is grumpy cat.]

[Tommy looks around at him, raising an eyebrow, a hint of a grin.]

Don't like getting wet or something?

I'm pretty sure you know that isn't true.

[oh my god his brain just caught up with his mouth oh god no help--]

Given the whole lightning storm team-up thing.

[PLEASE LET THAT WORK.]

[In the pause there's a brief moment where Tommy looks like he's about to laugh but Brandon manages to cover it up. His brain had wondered if it was an electric thing when he asked anyway, so the answer does derail him from his previous thought.]

Oh yeah. Doesn't the water affect your like, static or whatever? Like when you drop a toaster in a bathtub.

[GOOD SAVE YOU ARE LUCKY.]

Yeah, water conducts electricity. It means I've gotta make sure none of my teammates are standing in puddles when I decide to take down a badguy.

[He rolls his eyes. Teammates, god.]

You got team mates? And here was me thinking you were a lone asshole.

[He offers a small grin.]

That's gotta get annoying. Making people get out of the way before you can zap shit.

Naw. We were all graduates of the Norman Osborn school of 'let's torture teenagers until they do what we want'.

[a pause, and a briefly disconcerted look.]

I'm the only one he didn't have to torture. I mean, Finesse too, but she's different. And then we ended up being the Avengers' charity project. 'Oooh, better help these kids because our ineptitude fucked them up in the first place', but really we're all just on supervillain watch and they want to keep an eye on us. We're the most powerful rejects from that whole... thing.

And yeah, you bet your ass it's annoying.

[Tommy does actually slow down to listen to Brandon, his eyes moving to the floor when torture is mentioned. He never got tortured by Norman Osborn, but damn, he knows what people torturing teenagers until they do what we want felt like. At least Brandon hadn't actually been tortured himself, and had gotten training and actual acknowledgement from the Avengers. If that even counted for anything. It seemed they had a lot of teens on supervillain watch.

He snorts.]

I didn't graduate from anything that fancy. Mine was more a 'lets experiment and torture mutant kids and turn them into biological weapons' kind of deal.

[Trying to keep this blase.] The Avengers like to keep a lot of us on supervillain watch. I'm pretty sure Wolverine wanted to kill my brother just in case he turned into another Scarlet Witch.

I never had to worry about that. I'm not a mutant. My mom made sure everyone knew it, too. She had me on national television to have my DNA tested by a panel of doctors. No X-gene. Go me.

[And it only had the fourth highest rating for the time slot. She wasn't happy about that.]

Yeah, like they've never fucked up. Gone rogue or been brain-washed. Killed people. Just because so many of them come back from the dead doesn't erase the shit they've done.

[And then, quieter,]

Sorry to hear that. About Billy.

[Tommy blinks, frowning at Brandon. He'd assumed he was a mutant. That was just how it went, right? Super powers usually meant mutant or mutated spider bite or aliens.]

So what, you're like, kid Thor or something? How'd you even get powers?

[He snorts and kicks a rock ahead of them.] Seriously. That's what I was saying. I wish I punched Cyclops.

[He really does. But shouting in his face had been just as good at the time.]

Yeah, well, it wasn't like we were about to let them take him away.

I don't know. Nobody does. One day I was just... I was normal and then this.

[He sounds a little bitter about that. Rick is never a happy topic.]

Yeah? Good. I mean, not that I'd expect anything else from the 'Junior Avengers'.

[He's watching him with interest.] That's weird. You sure you didn't get struck by a magic lightning bolt or something stupid like that?

[Because that's how getting superpowers without the X-Gene works right? He gives a shrug.]

So what, your team isn't close or?

[He hikes his pack up on his shoulders.]

Positive.

[Everything about his tone is like a flashing 'let's not go there' signal.]

And no, not really. I mean we barely know each other.

[Yeah, he picks up on that and decides to go with the other line of talk. It's kind of sad that Brandon doesn't have what he has. Even though he's not exactly sure what he has. Other that he'd give anything to hold onto it. Even if he was last-to-know-anything-team-sociopath material.]

Just be glad you're not forced into team bonding exercises. If i have to sit through The Sound of Music one more time I'm going to strangle Billy.

Well, we tortured a guy together. That's pretty 'team building' as far as I'm concerned.

[Yeah.]

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