la_belle_rogue: (Default)
Back home Ah work at a school. [In between averting Earth shattering disasters and fighting the good fight for equality, which sadly involves actual fighting. But that is not the point of this.] We teach all the basics, but we also cater to a very special group of people, mutants. Folks born with powers that set them apart on the evolutionary charts. A lot of those people don't really know what ta do with the gifts they're born with, or how ta control them.

That was mah area of focus. Ah've been teachin' young mutants how ta get a handle on their gifts for a long while. Ah'm able ta do it a lot more effectively than most, because Ah can share their power for a while, get an idea of what they're livin' with, and how it works. How it's supposed ta work.

And Ah know we've got some folks here that have powers like that. Gifts they don't quite know how ta work completely. Ah'd like ta offer mah help. Ah know we've got a little school here for further education, so Ah'm wonderin' if Ah might take up a teachin' spot for this sort of thing.

It'd be a one on one learnin' basis. Anyone interested, we could work out days and times for lessons.

Anyway, it's an idea.

[Private to Arthas, later]

Hey Ah'm keepin' a slot open for ya on mah sign up sheet.

Date: 2014-03-25 11:47 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] warisart
warisart: (Thoughtful)
[Ben cocks his head at her segue, a silent invitation. He listens to the question, blinking slowly - yes, tryptophan - and does not shrug or shake his head or nod.]

The deficiency is purported to be a specifically engineered genetic flaw, yes. All the information I have about the cause is from an extremely unreliable source, but as the effect of not being provided a supplement of tryptophan to augment the function of my system is not immediate, I believe the independent metabolizing is merely stunted rather than impossible.

Date: 2014-04-04 02:53 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] warisart
warisart: (Resolve)
[It's Ben's turn to consider, though he already sees where he'll end up; he knew where he'd end up before he even began this conversation, for once. The same place it always ends with Manticore: no one can do anything.

He considers pointing out that in a manner of speaking, all "powers" are bodily functions that occur involuntarily until they are controlled; that she would be gaining several traits that transgenics have that baseline humans don't; that he'd been driven to ask because at least for the time being, there is very little he'd like more than someone who would be able to help him understand - help
him learn how to control, not do it for him - this aspect of who and what he is.

Instead, his jaw tightening, his voice clipped, he says simply:
] I understand.

Date: 2014-04-14 02:39 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] warisart
warisart: (Displeased)
[There's often more going on in Ben's head than he lets on to the world. This is deliberate, though less so of late.

But it isn't remotely her fault when instead of thanking her politely as he normally would, he says sharply:
] Not likely. [and cuts the feed.]

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