towerofanimus | Where Will You Go?

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Where Will You Go?

Who: Sou "Kit" Kigetsuki, and anyone who happens to cross his path.
What: Sou's recovery was a swift one that wasn't without consequence.
When: After the Shadow Event
Where: Cafeteria.
Format: Prose but I'll match.
Warning: violence (tentatively)

Sou pretty much had forced himself into one of the fastest recoveries from a broken ankle ever by putting a bullet in his own head. He wasn't about to let anything stop him and he certainly didn't want anyone's help or pity.

Like the natural actor he was, he pretended that nothing bothered him. At least publicly. He raised his brow at the display of energy bars and it reminded him sorely of those bars he had back at the lab during his refinement which brought to the surface terrible memories of the harsh experimentations he endured.

It was almost disgusting how the Administration would think that they are nothing more than rats and even worse, he was starting to see the big picture. It was enough to make him lance the festering wound of discontent and maliciousness through violent action. His hands at his sides in tight fists, the heat in the general area of about ten feet was becoming increasingly unbearable.

"STOP MESSING WITH ME!"

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Ifrit's balls, it was hot. Blazing. Scorching. It made her wonder if she continued to stay there, whether or not her uniform would eventually catch fire. But, for the time being, she remains still, yet on guard. With what she's seen the last few weeks, she's not stupid enough to make the first move. Even if the potential threat can exude a strong level of heat to burn everything to a crisp.

Lips pressed together into a thin line, eyes moving from facial expressions to the body movements, gauging and watching. A power like that, if it truly was him and not some abnormality, was very deadly. Honey colored eyes narrow slightly at his question, his angle not quite obvious, but if it kept his temper cooled, then perhaps it was best to entertain him.

"Not very long. A few months, at the most. I take it you've been here for quite some time?"

"No." He didn't see Elena as a threat and since she made no move to attack, he saw no point in keep up with the heat. She wasn't the cause of his provoked anger even if it was passive.

"I arrived here earlier this month." Dark blue eyes held intense anger behind them. His fit wasn't completely over, it was pacified for the moment. Attacking someone that was just simply passing through was not something that he preferred to have on his head at the moment. He had enough problems dealing with the annoying voice that liked to torment him from time to time.

Thankfully, it hasn't started up again. The floor was still too hot to stand on by those that couldn't tolerate it. He moved to pick up her dropped mug as a silent gesture of apology.

"I hate energy bars." Perhaps it was a random statement. After all that he had gone through, he didn't need to drag her into his drama in such a terrible way.

The decreased heat is felt immediately, sweat that had formed across her forehead cooling against her skin and the pressure of the heat inside her suit slowly releasing. Her decision to wait and read his body language had worked so far, which encouraged her to continue with her passive posture and behavior. Leaning back against the nearest table, she lightly gripped at the edge, eyes scrutinizing every detail.

"I don't know about you, but I'm having to learn fast that this is a very hard place to live in."

By Gaia, it was taking all her willpower to not sit on the table. The heat she could withstand through her clothes. But the lava-temperature floor, which she hadn't picked up on initially thanks to her on internal temperature, was eating through the soles of her shoes.

Fingers twitched when he moved, leaning forward to pick up the mug. Picking up on the cue, she extended her hands and gratefully took the empty cup back with a little nod. "I have yet to have one that doesn't taste like cardboard."

Pausing for a moment, she leaned forward slightly after resting her empty cup on the table beside her. "If you don't mind my asking, just what were you yelling at earlier?"

Her question was enough to make Sou sneer. He pushed down the rising anger with his eyes closed. It took a few breaths to open his eyes again and his face changed to a more pleasant one with his hands behind his back.

"I was sorely reminded of a past that I want to forget. I'll simply state that I don't want those reminders to become the reason to my reactions. I'll make no excuse for my behaviors other than it was unjust and uncalled for." He stepped forward, lowering his hand to absorb the heat from the floor to make it more comfortable.

Once calm, Sou wasn't all that unpleasant. He was just as confused and scared as anyone else with the biggest difference being his powers often showed his temper that wasn't all that pleasant when it surfaced.

Fingers tighten around the edge of the table, knuckles whitening, watching his body language carefully. Clearly she had touched a sensitive subject, one she'd be sure to steer clear of until his mood improved.

"That's understandable. And a little admirable that you're able to acknowledge an area of improvement within yourself." Her head tilted slightly to one side, blonde bangs lightly brushing against her cheek, eyes jerking from his feet that brought him closer to the lowering of his hands. She was now almost 100% sure that he was the source of the heat and had control over it.

"That being said, perhaps we should try again with proper introductions." Despite common sense, and driven by a sense of curiosity, she offered a hand. "I'm Elena. And you are?"

"Kit." Sou said as he took her hand and gave a firm grip. "It's a pleasure to meet you." He almost seemed a bit standoffish at first before he released her hand then relaxed in a breath.

His hand was still very warm but not hot enough to burn. He held an incredible amount of energy and through that, his somewhat uncontrollable nature often surfaced at the worst possible time. This wasn't provoked by people and it was no one's fault but his own inner demons.

"Elena, may I ask you a question?" He was equally as curious why she didn't run. Most people ran. He leaned on the table opposite of her with his hand gripping the side to mirror her posture.

"Likewise."

Its a good handshake, solid and strong, and Elena's sure to match it without being overbearing. But what she really noticed was the heat of his palm, how it was warmer than most, but not so much so that it would leave a burn. A-yup. Elena was going to remember this name and face for later reference.

An eyebrow lifted at his question.

"Certainly. Ask me anything you'd like."

Likewise with him remembering Elena. It wasn't often that he met people that didn't run or try to force him into submission through a show or force of power. The most gentle of hands can cradle a candle which was a different kind of strength that interested Sou the most.

"Yes, why is it that you didn't attack or run?" It was an odd question that depicted his curiosity. Sou appeared relaxed and he was interested to understand why.

And it was a good question to ask, she was impressed. It meant that the man didn't just take the situation at face value and drove for answers. Shoulders dropped slightly, relaxing, aware that he was mirroring her movements somewhat, with her own sense of curiosity needing to be satisfied.

"Well, attacking senselessly without fully understanding the situation or your opponent is dangerous and outright foolish. Running should be left as a final resort if communications fail and the battle is turning out to not to be going in one's favor."

Shoulders shrugged slightly, a corner of her mouth pulling into a slight grin. "And, really, both expend too much energy and it would be a waste to have to spend it when you don't have to. Why do you ask?"

Sou's head tilts up with a heavy sigh. "People naturally fear what they don't understand. I'm not an easy act to follow." He lowers his head to look at Elena once more. "You are either braver than most or incredibly trusting, although I admit that I am intrigued. Your strength is different than most. You don't fear like others fear. Not that I have seen anyway."

Her head nods appreciatively. His words ring true, especially with her. Turks were feared back on Gaia, no matter what good they did to make up for the more questionable actions in their past.

She can't help but smile slightly, her head shaking. "You're too kind, believe me. Its all part of my job - I'm hardwired to stay behind to investigate things that doesn't make sense, or may be of interest. Fear isn't really an option - more like an afterthought."

Her shoulder shrugged slightly. "We all fear something. The question is whether or not we can move past it to obtain a goal. But, if you don't mind my asking, how are you able to manipulate heat like that?"

Sou canted his head to the side with a smirk. Elena's inquiry wasn't something he encountered often. If anything, it helped him to understand his own power better. "Geothermics. I can absorb and radiate heat that naturally occurs below. The closer I am to the ground, the stronger and more intense the heat. It doesn't work quite the same on upper levels. That is an obvious weakness of mine. However, it doesn't stop me from sparking a fire."

He straightened his gaze to fix upon her honey colored eyes. The intense dark blue started to slowly change to a deep red. The room began to warm up again then stopped. "My emotional state has been relatively unstable as of late. I don't know why I was brought here. I don't really care. The fact that I'm alive makes me a dangerous addition to this place."

My, my. That earned a raised eyebrow, obviously impressed not just by his explanation, but interpretation of its strengths and weaknesses within the Tower. It provided an insight to his background. "That's a fascinating ability, I have to admit. Have you figured out your limitations?"

For a moment she's almost uncomfortable by the sheer intensity in which he looked at her. But when blue turn to red and the room temperature begins to heat up, she makes the connection. Arms fold loosely across her middle, fingers lightly touching her chin.

"I think we all are suffering from some emotional instability - look where we are, what 'story' they're giving us about our homes. A story that I'm not convinced of." She gives a short little laugh. "Trust me, I think you're not the only one that makes this place dangerous. But...if you think about it, you could be an asset to get back to those who've done this to us..."

"I know my limitations." Sou said calmly.

Listening to Elena's explanation offered more information than he had originally anticipated in a place like this. In fact, he welcomed it and it was a logical set of viable conclusions that thrust many from different worlds into a tiny space.

He tilted his head in confusion with a raised brow. Did she just call him an asset? "As much as I would like to believe that your assessment is true, I must wonder how you come to this conclusion. I'm neither kind, or gentle. I have shown mercy. Perhaps my conditioning is changing but not entirely to the point of subjugation. I refuse to submit."

Like the very fires that he can control, he was practically a god in a mortal shell. Even in death, he was powerful enough to stop the fires from burning as the final act of mercy.

A small smile formed and she gave a nod. "That's good to know."

His confusion is obvious, and she gives a nod to his silent question. "Its an easy conclusion to come to. You have a skill that not many others I've seen has. And, to be frank, I don't have a need for people who are either kind or gentle - so long as they're able to perform their duty without question as quickly and efficiently as possible."

And her smile expanded some. "I prefer those who don't give up without a fight."

That was the Turk credo, after all. To work hard, work smart, and never give up. Sure, sometimes it was important to step back and reevaluate a situation. But ultimately, Turks never gave in. "As I said before, you could be one of the Tower's greatest assets."

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