aterat | video;/action

Who; Illyana + YOU
What; Video post on network and action chance with snowman attack
Where; Network+Cemetary/Around the city
When;Daytime 1/09, night on 1/10 and potentially throughout event time
Warnings; Will update with any

A. Video post

[ Illyana's got a coat on with the hood pulled up tightly around her head. Standing next to her is a strange snowman. She waves one of her fluffy sleeves back and forth in front of it as if she expects it to come alive.

Truth be told, she kind of does. But she knows she wasn't the one to make this and she certainly hadn't enchanted it like she had as a trick last year. So, when nothing happens she just shrugs and looks directly at the camera. ]

So, who made all our new friends? Think they'd be up for being extra's in a movie? [ She looks back at the snowman whos suddenly smiling. Well that was...weird. ] Was it smiling before? [ She glares at it for a moment and then shakes her head. ] If they're enchanted, I'm not taking the blame. [ But she does want to know if others are seeing them pop up around.

B. Do You Want to Kill a Snowman?

[ After spending most of the last few days watching these weird snowman that she was very certain had actually change their expression several times, Illyana had eventually found the answer she'd been looking for. It wasn't the one she'd wanted but an answer was an answer. They were in fact alive. The last thing she'd expected was to be attacked by a killer snowman in the cemetery late at night but that was exactly what had happened. It'd taken something when it touched her, memories of someone close to her that she couldn't quite find now. That wasn't all it took though, usually when she found herself in a bad situation she'd teleport away. But that didn't even occur to her now.

Actually, the only thing that was occurring to her was the fact that for a snowman that thing had been really fast. Somehow it'd gotten away again. That was twice now she'd tracked it down and it'd touched her, something had gone, and then it'd escaped. This time though she'd been left wet and nearly freezing from it's attack. A shiver ran through her body as she picked herself up from the tombstone she'd fallen next to. One of her gloves had slipped off at some point during the scuffle with it and her hand was starting to feel vaguely numb. She blinked several times as she looked around with a disoriented expression. Why did it feel like something was missing? Something important but what was it?

She took a step forward uneasily and then stumbled back down. ] I'll find you...[ she muttered the words angrily as she tried to push herself to reorient and gather herself.

Illyana will be slowly making her way back through the city and back to her building. Strangely without choosing to teleport. Feel free to find her along the way or run into her another day as she searches for the snowman that took something from her. ]

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[ Okay, so he clearly knew her. Or thought he did. She could count on one hand the number of people that spoke to her with such familiarity. Which only rose suspicions even more. ] Doesn't ring a bell.

[He frowned at that response, more than a little concerned. He'd never been able to read her unless she wanted him to, something about her demonic lineage, so he wouldn't try it.

Instead, he'd take the more direct approach.]

...okay. So, can we assume for a moment I do know you, and I ask you a question or two?

Then I'll wonder how you learned that information. [ Logically she knew there wasn't a reason to be intently suspicious of someone here. Not that it changed the fact that she was pretty suspicious right now. ]

And that's fair. [He didn't know how she'd react to his blunt question, but direct was always the best way to be with Illyana.]

You usually teleport everywhere, so where are you headed?

Why do you want to know? [ Her suspicion levels are extremely high. ] I wasn't heading anywhere. Something attacked me, I need to find it.

Because I realize you don't remember, but I care about you.

[He narrowed his eyes at that response.]

What attacked you?

Why would anyone? Are you a masochist? [ Is she joking or not? Who knows? ]

Snowman. I can feel something's missing. [ Wait... her eyes narrow. ] Memories. It took memories. Maybe my memories of you.

That's becoming more and more likely, yeah.

[He's going with she's joking, because it fits her sense of humor, and he smiles.]

I'd say that's a pretty good bet, yeah. [And it's hard to keep the hurt out of his voice. He could say he's pretty sure she liked him a lot, too, and insist, but he knows her enough to know that's probably a bad idea.]

I might be able to help with that, if you let me. When I touch things, or people, sometimes I know things. Might get a bead on where the snowman's headed.

[ Her eyes narrow in something between confusion and frustration. Why did he sound like that? Was he really bothered by this or was it just some sort of act? What would he get from acting? Nothing. She heaved a sigh in frustration. ]

You're a mutant then? [ At least there was that. ] Fine. Go ahead [ She waved a hand. ] Find it if you can.

You know, for efficiency's sake, sure. We'll go with I'm a mutant. I don't know what I actually am, so it's as good an explanation as any. Sometimes, when I touch people, things, I know things; some things that were, some things that are, and some things that might happen, and yeah, I know I paraphrased Lord of the Rings.

[He pulled off his glove and took her hand. His was warm. He took a deep breath, focused like she'd taught him, like she couldn't remember teaching him, and Looked.

He jerked as the attack happened, sensation and adrenaline as real as if it'd happened to him, but clenched his jaw and focused through it.

It escaped west, and as it went, it became harder to focus on, but-]

The park. I think it headed to the park.

[And then he realized he hadn't let go of her hand yet, which he did.]

So you're sort of a mutant and definitely a nerd. [ And he expected her to believe they'd been close? Hmm...she wasn't so sure about that. She watched him intently, head tilting slightly at his movements. Her head only inclined more once she also realized he still held her hand. Her eyes narrowed at that and she moved both hands behind her back awkward. Only her brother still made gestures like that towards her. ]

Then I'll head to the park.

Guilty of both. [But who knew, he might have been a mutant and they just had a different word for it.

The only indication her retraction of her hand hurt was a slight tension in his jaw which he shoved down. He hadn't only found the snowman, after all.

She really didn't remember him.]

You don't want any backup?

What sort of backup do you think you can provide? Can you do something other than [ she waves her hand around at one he did. ]

Yeah. I know a little white magic, shields and stuff. [A pause.] You taught me.

[ She blinks and then laughs. ] Alright. Come along then. Lets see if you learned well enough from me.

[He takes a deep breath then nods, wondering if he was going to be eating his words soon.]

After you. You're the one with the sword, after all.

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