[Poison Joke] a glow, and then a shine...

[ooeeooahah]

[ 20 April, Afternoon, the front garden of 1490 Kramden Road ]

[ The front lawn has been making the slow transition from carpet of green to a plot ready to plant. Ilsa has been adding the seedlings from the kitchen window as they are hardy enough.

However, this morning while leaving to go to work, she spotted something she did not plant in the beds. It did not conform to anything she knew, and at her lunch break, she had checked the library references which had no more information on the plant.

So this afternoon, she changed into her halter top and shorts, and started weeding. She has been careful enough to wear gloves, and to put them in a bucket for disposal, but that doesn't stop them from affecting her. She hasn't noticed that her shadow now includes bat-wings, of sufficient span to be useful.... ]

[[ OOC: Ilsa has been affected by the Poison Joke! Feel free to just be in the neighborhood and point out her new attributes. ]]

Comments

[ooeeooahah]

Some more obvious than others, yes. There are the ones who are inventors, whose tools get returned to them rather than pieces of their brains. Then there's the ones who are able to make cat's cradle with string theory. Tarvek's one of those, but he is still regaining his abilities.

[helpmeguideit]

I wish I could say I understand, but I don't. I'm not accustomed to living in places where so many individuals like myself exist. [ He moves a hand through his hair. He simply means 'powered'; not necessarily mutants. ]

[ooeeooahah]

I know, it's kind of like going to summer camp, and realizing everyone there is in on the secrets you have to keep at school.

[ See that grin, Charles? That's a happy thought. ]

[helpmeguideit]

[ Laughs. Yeah, that's exactly what he thinks, too. ] Exactly that. It's reassuring that everyone started where I am, too. Without their abilities, but still - somehow, regaining them.

[ooeeooahah]

I actually got some good out of getting my abilities back in pieces. Though it at first, it was just me making the best of a bad thing, I was able to figure out what abilities were related to which bloodline.

[helpmeguideit]

It will be a learning experience, I'm sure. [ Nervous chuckle. ] I mean, I know I'll enjoy figuring it out.

[ooeeooahah]

You need help, let me now. I've dealt with emerging powers at home and here.

[ Ilsa hesitates a moment, before asking the next question. ]

How are things working out for you, at the house they assigned?

[helpmeguideit]

I appreciate the offer. I do the same thing at home. [ Small smile. Nods. ] It's going well. Quiet, enough. I don't like asking for help, though. And I get to teach here.

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa's gaze turns inward a moment, as she thinks. When she does speak, she looks directly at him. ]

I've got some experience in construction. Mama has... a history of limited mobility, and I grew up in a house that was under renovation in one way or another every summer.

[ Now she smiles, just a little. ] From what I learned, if we use the materials and tools available here, the alterations are less likely to be reverted. If there's something you need help to make fit your needs, let me know.

[helpmeguideit]

That would... [ He looks like he's considering it, but there's not really much to consider. After all, being that he was limited, anything that could make it easier will be fantastic. ]

I think that unless they decide to give me my legs back, then that would be fantastic.

[ooeeooahah]

I think if you were chair-bound in your last memory from home, it's... not likely. [ She shakes her head. ] There's half a chance they could have sent you here with them, and taken them away later.

On the other hand, what would you like to change about the house first?

[helpmeguideit]

[ A small smile. He didn't expect it. ] There's some alterations near my bedroom that would be the most helpful. [ Particularly steps. ] Thank you for this.

[ooeeooahah]

Bad enough we're here, but if we adapt this place to fit us, we aren't conforming to the place, hm?

[helpmeguideit]

Well, I fail to see how I could live normally and fit in if I can't get around.

[ooeeooahah]

[ she chuckles. ] Somehow, I get the feeling it would take more than just loss of mobility to keep you from getting around.

[helpmeguideit]

[ He laughs as well, because she is right. ] Definitely. I'm very difficult to slow down. [ He's sure she's figured that out. ]

[ooeeooahah]

When would be a good time to come by for a design consultation?

[helpmeguideit]

Any time after the schooling hours. Or a weekend, if that's better for you, too. If it is a weekend, then earlier in the day is preferred. [ He appreciates it, really. ]

[ooeeooahah]

It might be a few days. I'm going to see if I need to get used to these, and catch up to you later, when I'm not dangerous indoors.

[helpmeguideit]

Absolutely. Thank you. [ Nod, smile. ] If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask.