towerofanimus | Wave 1 (OPEN)

Characters: Tahno and anyone! (Open~)
Setting: Dormitory Hallway, Floor 10
Format: Prose to start, but I'll match you!
Summary: This stupid collar is really stressing poor Tahno out. Luckily, all of the bendable water in the aquarium is pretty relaxing.
Warnings: None to start, but he might be a bit of a jerk to you (or hit on you), depending on who you are and what you do. Possible swearing, too.

(Dorm Hallway)

This stupid collar on his neck was driving him crazy. He’d barely been awake for twenty minutes, and he already hated this place. What kind of place put collars on their residents? He had every intention of going to the bathroom to get a better look at it, but he only got halfway there before he felt the liquid flowing through the collar.

Well, he could walk all the way to the bathroom just to stare at it, or he could just stop here and bend the thing off.

At least, that was the plan. The liquid inside was bendable alright, but it didn’t help him. He’d spent the last few minutes trying to yank the liquid hard enough to burst through the collar, but it just wouldn’t.

Now, he was leaning back against the wall, both hands hovering inches in front of his neck as he tried desperately to damage the collar from within. His face was red, and his hands were practically white from the strain.

Man, he must’ve looked like an idiot to any passersby.

(Floor 10)

After all of that effort on a stupid collar got him absolutely nowhere, he was feeling a bit frustrated. Maybe even a bit inadequate, seeing as his bending couldn’t break such a simple little thing. He had set off exploring just to take his mind off it. He had taken the elevator down to the first floor, and then gone up. Most of the floors didn’t really appeal to him.

That was, until he found the tenth floor.

All that water was beautiful.

…The fish were nice too, but he really didn’t care about those.

It had only taken him ten seconds to discover that, despite being held in place by some weird mystical force, the water could still be bent. He’d just have to put it back in the weird no-glass tanks when he was done.

A few minutes later, and he was dancing with the water like he did at home. He could hear the roar of the crowd, feel the lights that covered the stadium, taste the enemy attacks flying by him, and oh it felt good.

The only problem was that he was showing a blatant disregard for the poor fish in the water. And maybe even himself, should anything dangerous find its way into his flying river or water balls.

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Well this was an interesting sight to say the least. Togami couldn't pass by this man now. Regardless of how that man was shaping the water, he could tell it required some skill to use.

He approached the man, wearing a usual smirk. "Where did you learn that technique? It's quite the magic trick."

Yes, in his mind he reasoned that these feats could be only pulled off by magicians. It was all smoke and mirrors to him. Though after having a few run ins with supernatural beings, his reality grounds were starting to shake.

Tahno wasn't really sure he liked the smug look on his observer's face. He didn't mention that, though. He was aware that he was guilty of the same look on more than one occasion.

"I've spent my whole life on it. I've learned it in a lot of places. I wouldn't call it a magic trick."

They were brief answers, but then again, it was a stupid question.

"You spent your whole life on just that? How pathetic."

Really he couldn't think of any practicality on it. Why not learn some real skills instead of a one trick pony.

"Pathetic? Yeah, and what kind of fantastic powers have you managed to perfect in your life?"

That was a rather sensitive subject. He didn't take much offence to it at the moment, but was painfully aware that there wasn't much else he was good at.

"Plenty." His grin turns even more smug as he produces a business card to show to Tahno. He was aware many people around here was clueless over his legendary family name. Which sort of made sense, given that the world's destroyed now.

"Byakuya Togami, perhaps you've heard of the many companies I started by myself?"

He barely glanced at the name on the card.

"Never heard of you," he said bluntly. "But you're one of those rich-kid types, huh?"

He was never too fond of those kinds of people. Usually the rich kids were the ones surviving off daddy's money, doing no work themselves. But, if he was telling the truth, he made all the money himself. That wasn't as bad.

"What kind of businesses did you start?"

"Tch, don't simply take my wealth at face value. I earned most of my money back from raw talent alone.

A bank, a car dealership chain, a winery, a few second hand antiques stores just to name a few." He prattlers off the names. "I plan to rebuild my estate once this nonsense here is over with."

"I've got no idea what a car dealership is, but I'll give you credit for the rest of it."

He wondered for a minute if the ability to start a business was more complicated than the skill required to waterbend. He doubted it.

"Still, kid, I'd love to see you try waterbending. Or any bending at all, for that matter. I don't think you understand how powerful it is."

Maybe the kid wasn't a bender. Maybe that's why he looked down on bending. Tahno knew enough non-benders that thought of the skill as a joke.

"Interesting. I've never heard of that technique. How is it performed?"

He was interested for now that is. Even with his years of studying different subjects, this was something new to him.

He paused at that question. How was it performed. He'd never had to explain this to someone before.

"It's... something your born with, to start," he said slowly. "You can't do it if you're not born with it. But, perfecting it... the water flows with your energy. Mastering that means mastering waterbending, I guess."

Man, that sounded kinda lame. Still, that was the best he could do for now.

"It's hard to explain," he finished.

"Well if I wanted to learn how, I'm sure I could. I was graced with a lot of talent at birth. Are you not using an optical illusion though?"

It couldn't be just magic. That was too far beyond the realm of possibility for him to comprehend.

"If you haven't managed to influence the water at all this late in your life, I'd say there's no hope for you," Tahno informed him. "Talent means nothing if you haven't got the genes for it."

He wondered why on earth someone would assume he was using something as cheap as an optical illusion.

"Illusion? Of course not; that'd be a disgrace," he huffed. "All this is pure talent and practice. It's as real as it gets. Do you need proof?"

He stared at him in disbelief at his words "That's real water? But that's impossible to move by yourself?"

"Show me your proof." He needed to hear this. And wear a more snide expression when he's proved right.

Tahno almost found it funny how skeptical some people were around here.

Without another word, he flung a sizable bubble of water at Togami. Drenching him with the stuff would be proof enough, right?

Togami was now drenched from waist up thanks to getting a clean hit. He really didn't expect it. And now he was looking kind of pissed off.

"Why- you- do you know how much these clothes cost? Or even just to dry clean?" More then that guy's monthly salary probably.

That was the reaction he was expecting. Anger. It was kind of funny, actually.

"Relax," he said, successfully resisting the urge to laugh. He pulled all the water out of the clothes with minimal effort, and then threw it all back in the tank. "Was that proof enough?"

His anger turned to confusion in a split second once his clothes became dry again.

"Just one question... How did you pull the water out from my damp clothes?"

"You don't catch on very fast, do you?" he sighs. "Bending. I can do whatever the hell I want with water."

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