I'm nearly human look at me

[unobtainableredemption]

Characters: Kaine and OPEN
Date: Sometime after the bottle event
Location: Various
Situation: Various
Warnings/Rating: PG-13 to be safe (for Kaine's mouth)


Option 1 - Fire Sector
[Kaine’s standing in front of a storefront, looking through the window at the mantle displayed on the other side and debating whether or not he wants to buy one. Not for the fashion, mind you, but for something he could temporarily wear to cover his face and conceal the giant shiner surrounding his left eye. It’s a cliché, but you should really see the other guy.]


Option 2 - Water Sector
[He had intended to go right home, but now that his face was concealed by the hood of his newly bought mantle, Kaine finds himself walking right past the door to his suite, eventually winding up in a park in the water sector. It's clear by the path of destruction as he enters that one of the baby turtles had been through recently--the rubble had not yet been pushed to the side. He found himself smiling despite himself. When were they going to learn that they couldn't destroy everything?

Kaine sits on one of the benches and pulls the hood low as to cover his black eye, and just stares out at the mess. He could head home some other time.]


Option 3 - Metal Sector (Wearing this costume, though he still has short hair)
[He had forgotten how heavy the outfit was. It was the complete opposite of his Scarlet Spider costume—bulky with ridges and angles that have angles. Then there was the cape. What was he thinking when he added a cape to this thing? There was no reason for it whatsoever. Not like the raised “veins” of the costume, which had once pressed upon the scars of his degeneration to slow its progress, but now just serve to remind him of where the scars used to be. It was perfect.

He couldn't be the Scarlet Spider anymore. Not after what had happened in the bottle. It only served to remind him just how different he was from the others, and just how far he had fallen from what he could have been. And then he found this, his old outfit that once kept him alive, the outfit he wore during the year he spent terrorizing both Reilly and Parker, as well as anyone they might have cared about… and if that wasn't divine intervention, he didn't know what was.

Kaine leaps to the next building, never losing a stride in his step. He’s trying to get used to the suit’s bulk by doing something he’d done hundreds of times in it before... but if he bothered to stop and think about it, he’d realize just how suspicious he looks dressed like that leaping across rooftops at a sprint.]

OOC: If you want to roll with something other than those, feel free to either PM me, reach out to me at redconfession, or just start a thread, your choice.

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[escarabajo]

[Jaime's methodically stuffing his feet into his own hideous bowling shoes and eyeing the brand spankin'-new wooden lanes. It looks relatively... normal and Earth-ly, for a kedan construction. Kyle must know his way around a bowling alley.]

Are we putting bumpers up? Because I'm pretty much useless at bowling unless we're, uh. Granny-throwing here.

[demon_brat]

[ Damian was - to put it very, very mildly - surprised, when the Lantern had located him (again), had him make himself presentable, and taken him. Somewhere. ]

[ Now he is even more surprised to find himself in a bowling alley. Which is something he vaguely knows the rules of, and has sort of maybe once or twice wondered what playing would be like, but - well. Most of his experience with bowling alleys has been busting criminal activities happening at or around such. ]

[ He's generally a small dark cloud, by Kyle's side, until Jaime says that, and he mutters, almost just to himself, ]

What are bumpers for?

[escarabajo]

[Has Damian seriously never played bowling? What kind of deprived childhood is that kid even living?]

For people who aren't used to bowling yet. [He gestures to the gutters at the sides of the alley, where the bumpers'd be placed.] If you're not good at keeping your ball in the middle of the lane, it'll make sure you won't get gutter balls the entire game.

[demon_brat]

[ Excuse you, he'll still probably kick everyone's ass with nothing more than his eye-hand coordination. And it's not been deprived. Seriously. ]

[ Really. ]

[ ... much. ]

[ For now, he frowns, though it's not as focused as his usual scowls. ]

Is that not some sort of cheating?

[escarabajo]

[Keep telling yourself that, kiddo.]

Not really. [The frown doesn't cause him much concern. He's known Damian to be a particularly... surly sort of kid; at least he's actually here to try to have some fun like a normal not-an-intensely-honed-Batmachine kid should.] It's a handicap, mostly.

[For people who suck at bowling, too. Like him.]

[demon_brat]

>Tt.<

[ Damian squints at the track, then tilts his chin up. ]

Even if you will use such aid, I shall not.

[ But he's not planning on not explaining what he does, when he gets the rolls correctly. ]

[escarabajo]

Somebody's feeling ambitious.

[He's a Bat. Bats are always ambitious.

Though, Jaime figures that if Damian ends up sucking, it'll make him feel better if Jaime's scoring gutter balls right along with him.]

The bowling balls are over there, too. [He points them out with a wave of his hand.] I already called the blue one. Don't even try it, dude.

[demon_brat]

Determined.

[ Yes, he's ambitious. Always. ]

[ Then he raises an eyebrow at Jaime. ]

Is there anything particular for each of the balls, or are you attracted by the color?

[escarabajo]

Well, the weights are different, but.

["Attracted by the color". Really, Damian.]

What, you don't have a favorite color?

[demon_brat]

Of course not.

[ He has extremely few actual personal preferences. Don't ask. You don't want to think too much about it. ]

[escarabajo]

[.............. is he a robot.]

That was a joke. You're joking too.

Seriously, help me out here.

[demon_brat]

[ Some days, he wishes tries to be. ]

Help you... what?

[ At least it's a curiosity, as opposed to 'why should I help you?' - because, well, all the reasons. Mostly because he's here. ]