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[hydraated]

This is ward. leave a message.

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[projectkr]

[The ID says: Superboy.]

miss martian says you need some help with your new superstrength

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[hydraated]

[This is...unexpected to the enth degree.]

Yes. The majority of people I know who have abilities ... It's nothing like this.

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[projectkr]

[Look, he doesn't do this either but his girlfriend offered his services.]

most superpowers dont result in a crushed doorknob when trying to turn it or pulling a door off its hinges when youre just trying to open it
you cant just forget you have it and think things will be okay
so yeah its nothing like this

if youre serious about wanting to learn to control it then ill help you out

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[hydraated]

I am.

Tell me what I have to do. Work out?

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[projectkr]

you have superstrength
chances are you can bench press cars
maybe even buses

you need control
hand to hand combat sparring with someone you really dont want to hurt
preferably someone whos used to dealing with stronger individuals

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[hackitude]

[Skye doesn't trust herself to have this conversation face to face, or even over the phone. Text is better. She can disengage easily.]

... Hey. ... I owe you an apology.

[Just typing out that sentence makes her feel sick. She owes him an apology? He owes her an apology. Several thousand. For all the lies, the hurt, the murder...

But she can't let her pride get in the way of this. That was the whole point. For this to work, for them to both live in the same world together without Ward making her life a miserable living hell, one of them was going to have to swallow their pride first. Because she can't throw him in jail, and of the two of them, it wasn't going to be Ward who apologized first.

She swallows down her disgust and hits 'send.']

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[hydraated]

[Ward has realized two things.

Things here aren't nearly as bad as they could be. He has seeds of plans and ideas, concerns.

This...this is not okay. (Is it okay?) This is not okay at all especially after what he did to Jesse. Healing or not.]

...What?

[hackitude]

[Fortunately (or perhaps unfortunately), Skye has no idea what Ward did to Jesse at this point in time.]

I shouldn't have blown up at you the way I did on the network. I mean. I still haven't forgiven you for all the things you did back home, don't get me wrong. I may not ever. And I still stand by what I said about people having a right to know about you. But... that wasn't the way to go about it. I lost my temper. Sorry.

[There. She typed that part out beforehand, writing and re-writing it until she was satisfied, so she wouldn't take hours trying to write a reply now. She could have laid it on thicker, but she's certain Ward would suspect its' sincerity if she did. No, she's satisfied that this hits just the right balance between being just apologetic enough to make Ward calm down while simultaneously maintaining her moral ground.]

[hydraated]

[All he can hear is John Garrett laughing. You want an hour? You've got it.

It would have been easier if I'd given you a kill order right away wouldn't it?

minutes pass. His stomach churns. In a way it's a relief, in another way it's worse. His chest flutters for a moment.]

I forgive you.

[He tugs a hand through his hair and rubs his mouth.]


You have a lot of friends

[hackitude]

[It takes a few minutes for Skye's next reply to come through-- she has to stop seething first before she'll let herself type a response. She can't let this go south. Too much depends on it. But oh, that's so rich, coming from him. He forgives her, how cute. And no apology on his end in sight, she notices. Will he ever apologize, she wonders? Ugh.

She finally manages to calm down, though.]

Big of you. Thanks.

[That sounds a little too pissed off, she realizes belatedly. She wants a peace offering here, not to make things worse. She sends a follow up text:]

I've been here a while. A little over three months. And ... I'm good with people.

[She doesn't add "Unlike a certain somebody else," but... it's implied.]

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[setright]

Hey, big guy. You think you can do me a tiny--but kinda strange--favor?

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[hydraated]

[Joking kidding around. He smiles]

...What's up Fetch?

[setright]

Delsin wants to touch you. Like, a handshake. Test out his power.

[hydraated]

Weren't you the one that warned me about letting him touch me?

[setright]

Yeah. It's harmless, I was just not particularly eager for him to get super strength on top of what he's already got. Probably won't even work, but... figured I'd ask before he was all over you like an overexcited puppy.

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[hackitude]

So. How many minutes passed between promising me that you wouldn't hurt any of my friends and beating up Jesse?

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[hydraated]

[Well.

Chilton was right. Ward is busy reading things on the network but.]

There's no excuse for it. That's why the minute I finished I went and confessed to my therapist who's been trying to prepare me for turning myself in.

[There's a brief shake in his fingers. Shit.]

whoops i meant text up there too my bad

[hackitude]

Really? Do you expect me to believe that? You've killed... I don't know HOW many people, without even blinking an eye. And suddenly you beat up one guy and you're deciding to go to therapy and turn yourself in? Bullshit.

X)

[hydraated]

Skye you can check. I've been registered with Doctor Chilton since it happened. I mean are you kidding? You left me with nothing here

What choice did I have but to try and get help? Or are you just going to insult my intelligence completely and say that I deserve nothing?

[hackitude]

Okay, FIRST of all, that's a false equivalence. My opinion of your intelligence has nothing to do with my opinion of what you deserve. In fact I think you're probably a lot more clever than you led on to any of us, otherwise how could you have fooled us for nine months straight?

I just find it a little hard to swallow that tough guy Grant Ward is accepting therapy. Don't get me wrong, if it's true, then I'm really happy for you. You clearly need YEARS of it.

But even if it is true, that still doesn't just magically make what you did okay.

[ Tiny Tiny Voice Message ]

[ohmydarlinme]

[ Waaiting for the messaaaage, aaand the beep -- there we go! ]

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[ Speak Clem. ]

Grant? ... do you like... cookies?

[ Tiny Tiny Voice Message ]

[hydraated]

[Ward's been out of town for the week, recovering mostly, making plans so he's a little thrown when the girl asks the question. Does he?]

I do, why?

[ Tiny Tiny Voice Message ]

[ohmydarlinme]

Because I have some, and I thought you might like some if you like cookies.

I have another potatoe too. The one you taught me to make?

[ Tiny Tiny Voice Message ]

[hydraated]

I don't like cookies.

[Sad but true.]

how are you fixed for other supplies?

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[ohmydarlinme]

[ But... ]

You just said you did.

[ ( Unless that was a slip! ) ]

I'm fine with supplies. I have a lot of canned stuff and stuff that doesn't go bad fast.