Lets make some magic

[dreamshades]

WHO: Peter Pan dreamshades and Tetsuo Shima iamtetsuo
WHERE: Nonah Forest
WHEN:Tuesday evening
WHAT: Peter is teaching Tetsuo how to handle his powers.
WARNINGS: PG? Just a lesson but Tetsuo's involved so who know.

[ Peter has set something of a schedule for Tetsuo and their lessons. He would teach the boy only at night and when Peter decided. The offer was open and he would never tell Tetsuo he had to attend. Possibly just slipping it in that if he didn't want to be a master it was his loss.

Their training ground is a clearing in the forest. Wards placed around it to keep all who Peter did not wish to come out and make it unseen. While the starlight helped to illuminate some of the inky black around them, Peter has provided the place with a bon fire of his making. It burns brightly, helping to chase away the last vestiges of darkness.

It's there Peter waits, leaning against a tree, thumbing at his pipes for Tetsuo to show up. ]

Comments

[dreamshades]

You can always go live in one of those apartments by yourself, can't you? Or live with someone else? You have many options to stay away from Kaneda if you wish.

[iamtetsuo]

Heh. I doubt it.

[Kaneda would find him. He always finds him. It's like the guy's got some sixth sense on where he is at all times somehow. Tetsuo gets back up, setting the ice pack back down.]

You wanted to know, now you know.

[dreamshades]

Well, if you're sure.

[ Still, he has to make sure Kaneda doesn't interfere with what they're doing and undoes the seeds he's planting in Tetsuo's head. He wants this to bear fruit after all and it does not do well if the crows rip out the seeds before they sprout.

Peter stands back up and nods a bit. ]

Yes, are you ready to have another go at it?

[iamtetsuo]

[Tetsuo doesn't answer. The jars are already set up for him to mess with. Just a push. That's all he needs to do. Don't break them.

He hadn't bothered with finesse before today. Oh, he'd done it: he'd caught things, opened doors, dragged things to his hand -- but that had all been unintentional, like an instinct. Trying to catch and hone that ... whatever it was (he'd begun to think of it almost like some phantom limb) was a whole new sort of strain lodged deep in his brain somewhere.

Destruction was a lot easier.

The jars lifted up again, slower this time, and only a couple broke. Tetsuo frowned, trying to figure out how to ...

Right. Happy thought bullshit. It's not the first stupid thing that this kid's told him, but the last one worked. He can't prove it wrong by not trying it. But he's not sure what'll be worse - if it doesn't do anything, or if it really does.

Even as he's concentrating, another jar breaks, and Tetsuo drops the rest back on the ground with a frustrated sound. It's only taken an elapsed time of a second or two, but it feels like it's been an eternity. He's really tempted to walk over there and kick the damn jar over himself, but that'd be admitting defeat.]

[dreamshades]

[ Well, it's something.

Tetsuo almost made it and then he cracked a few of them and they broke. Peter walks over, quick to attempt to reign in some of that anger boiling over on Tetsuo. A clap on the shoulder as he steps towards the jars. ]

Better. You at least managed to leave the rest in tact. You're not getting the hang on the happy thought on the other hand. [ It shows. ]

Tell me, Tetsuo. What does make you happy?

[iamtetsuo]

[He has to think about that for a second, but only really a second.]

Racing, I guess. Winning. Machines... Well, bikes, mostly.

[Shrug.]

[dreamshades]

You mean like this?

[ A click of his fingers and this just appears out of thin air.

Peter might have stolen someone's motorcycle and gave it a bit of a palette and licence change. ]

[iamtetsuo]

[Tetsuo's eyes can NOT get wider. That absolutely grabs his interest and keeps it; his whole attention is immediately arrested on the thing as he slowly walks around it.]

...

[Holy shit what.]

[dreamshades]

[ Ah, there it is. ]

...Would you like it?

[ Come on, Tetsuo. He knows you do. ]

[iamtetsuo]

[Tetsuo's hand drifts longingly along the seat and wheel well of its own accord. He only looks up and twists around a second after Pan talks, realizing exactly what he'd heard there.]

You're... giving me... this?

[dreamshades]

I've said it before, haven't I? I care about your happiness and if this helps create a happy thought, it will definitely help you reign in your powers.

[ The price of such a thing though? Well, it's already been paid for. Some poor sap no longer has a bike. And for Tetsuo? It just means more lessons. Everyone wins. ]

[iamtetsuo]

[He's never had a bike anywhere near this nice. His old one was nothing special - it couldn't corner, couldn't ... honestly the best part of this is the prospect of getting it home and figuring out every single thing about it. Disbelievingly, he gets on it - but it's solid. It's there. He can test the grips, feel the clutch under his hands... he can practically sense the fuel lines down to the engine, sitting on this thing.

Holy shit. He didn't expect to get hold of a bike like this, ever. A haul this good usually went to Yamagata, or Kuwata, or Kaneda... never him.

And the longer he sits on it, the wider his grin gets as that realization sets in. Who knew, his face is actually capable of genuinely smiling.]

[dreamshades]

[ That spark of happiness is there and so Peter makes a gesture to the jars. New ones appearing this time. ]

Now use that feeling you have and try one more time. We can conclude there for the night and you can have that all to yourself.

[iamtetsuo]

[Tetsuo reluctantly dismounts, moving back into position.

He stares at the jars again. The bike's a distraction in the back of his mind, but he's supposed to allow for that - focus on that feeling.

Maybe it's the practice, or the fact he's not distracting himself by being angry about things; Kaneda's the last thing on his mind now. Or maybe it's the happy thought. Without that incident looming in the background, it's.. easier, somehow, to not instantly want to crush anything his psychokinetic hold grabs. It's both a faint feeling and an overwhelmingly strong one just out of reach, some itch crawling around his head...

But this time, this time he's able to relax his hold enough that the jars don't implode. They lift up, and agonizingly - that itch chases around and around in his skull - turn in place. THEN fall back to the ground.

He's panting with effort, sweat beading on his forehead, head pounding and that itch just vaguely scratching below his eyes even now. But he did it.]

[dreamshades]

[ Then there it is, hands clapping at the display.

Subtle, finesse, all of it right there. He steps over towards Tetsuo, his hands still clapping before he ceases. A pat on the back is what the boy gets before Peter gestures to it. ]

Much better, I knew you could do it.

[ Tetsuo does look like he's in pain however and is if by out of nowhere Peter pulls out a bottle of what appear to be pills. ]

I believe this is a remedy they use in this world for headaches. Take it. We'll work more on it not straining you as much. For tonight, go home, take a ride on the town.

[iamtetsuo]

[Tetsuo takes the bottle without comment, takes one, slowly stands upright. Straighter than before, even. See that? That, right there, was fuckin' control.

He's totally got this.

And...

Tetsuo's eyes stray back to the bike again.]

Same time tomorrow, or you got plans?

[dreamshades]

[ Peter just chuckles and nods. ]

Same time tomorrow. Get some rest. We'll have much to go through.