let loose the demiurge

“if i told you, you probably wouldn’t lend it to me,” julian admitted, eyes panning over the open page with the mention of conjuring. nothing on the page made sense to the mutant anyways, which is why his attention was perked as billy inquired about helping. “really? you’d help me?” he deadpanned, eyebrow raised skeptically. julian’s reputation surely proceeded him wherever he went, thus the thought of anyone even considering aiding him anything was a hard concept to wrap his head around. “i’m not sure your family would be too happy if they knew you’d offered  to help me with something.” 

“Can’t say the same about me, I don’t really watch sports,” he wasn’t sure if it was because he barely had any time when he was on earth to do it, or just because he was not into it, but he didn’t, “Exactly, I’m glad to know someone else thinks that way.”

They lived in a world where not a lot of people respected people’s tastes, “Oh, I guess that’s a lot better, being a kid and having powers, is pretty stressful,” it was already hard for a teenager and an adult, imagine for a kid.

It was always important to be so open to accepting other people’s interests. He had grown up picked on for his own, so he never wanted to make anyone else feel like that. Which makes him smile looking over at Chris. Respecting each other would make for a pretty great start to a friendship here.

“Each their own as they say,” he smiled at the other, he would respect his taste, as not everyone was the same, and some people wouldn’t like the same thing as you did. Actually, everyone will always dislike something, as there’s no such thing as two people that had exactly the same taste, and liked every single thing the other did.

“That’s pretty cool, but when you say that you’re a mutant, what do you mean exactly? That you weren’t born this way, but someone changed you?” he asked, curiously, “I agree.”

“Exactly. I’m more of the WATCHING type.” The witch admits as he looks at his new friend. “I’d never shame someone for liking something I don’t — we all have our different interests which is COOL.” He admits as he keeps his eyes focused on Chris.

it’s sad to know that people like him had to hide away from the law enforcement. oppression on those that didn’t fit the social ‘norms’ was nothing new. but this? this was a whole new level. “are you hungry? maybe we can grab a bite since we’re already down here. my treat!” the redhead beams with a grin, trying to move away from the subject. “oh– wait! i don’t even think i introduced myself. i’m mary-jane, but you can call me mj.”

“Yeah, it is,” he smiled at the other, “Maybe you should do something that counts as an exercise and as a sport, is there any sport that you like?” he asked, doing exercises were good for people, it was healthy. Even to people that weren’t humans, except for Chris, who was a Kryptonian, and didn’t need that, but even if he did, and didn’t jog, his hero’s life could be considered to be some kind of exercise, due to the fact that it took some effort.

Some people even did fighting classes as a way to exercise, “Oh! So you have powers,” he smiled “I can fly too, it comes in handy, doesn’t it?” he figured that telling him about his powers probably wouldn’t be a problem, he didn’t say that he was Nightwing, after all.

“Not really.” Billy never cared for sports really, but he shrugs his shoulders because he was smart enough to know they not everyone would be into the whole FIT routines thing. He should probably do so, but all the running around doing stuff as WICCAN is more than enough sometimes.

Another laugh came out of his lips, he could see both of them actually possibly becoming good friends. He was always up for increasing his friends list, so he would definitely not mind that, but he definitely wasn’t someone that trusted easily. “Good to know, we will get along just fine then,” he said with a small grin.

“That’s understandable, not everyone has the motivation for it,” he let out a small laugh, he found it really fun though, especially when he did it while listening to music, “Hobby? Can you tell me what is it about or is it more of a guilty pleasure so you don’t tell anyone?”

When you have traveled through the multiverse you end up seeing some weird things — meeting strange people, but there’s a smile forming onto his face because making friends wasn’t always easy. He tries his best to make the best out of it though, and each day was different depending on where his confidence levels go. “I’m happy to hear that.” The witch admits with a certain smile of his own.

It wasn’t always that he ran into people that joked around with him, or that was nice in general. The world was filled with unpleasant people, so it was always nice to meet someone that wasn’t, that treated him in at least a civil way. He wouldn’t ever get why some treated others badly when they have done nothing, “I will already tell you that I’m not then.” he teased back.

“It’s nice meeting you too, and I can definitely say the same,” he smiled, “I was just jogging a little, it’s a very good way to relax, how about you?”

Billy lets out a soft laugh at that, and he’s almost thankful for it. He doesn’t really get the chance to laugh that often anymore — amusement falls short with everything that has happened over the years. “I don’t like BITING so works out for the both of us.” The mutant admits with a look.

People with sense of humor were one of the best companies in his opinion. It was almost automatic, he noticed the person had a good sense of humor, and then got along with them straight away. Chris had always been goofy, so he liked having people that could be too around him, people that were always serious weren’t fun in his opinion.

“Oh, good, I thought you did for a second,” he joked, as he sat down by the other’s side, “Nice meeting you, Billy, my name is Chris.”

It was important to be able to LAUGH still in the type of world that they were living in. He has his BAD DAYS, but always has a friendly attitude toward meeting people. He stuffs the book into his bag slouched against his other side, smiling over at the company. “I only bite if someone is INTO that sort of thing.” He teases with a smile.

julian stumbled back, caught off guard as he shifted his eyes downwards to find the witch obstructing his path. if he hadn’t spoken up, julian just might have tripped over him since he’d been too preoccupied to notice, but he shrugged nonchalantly in response to the question. the sunlight glinted off his metallic hands as he pointed towards the book, immediately inviting himself to take a seat. “thats not a book of spells is it?” he asked, only half joking as he offered the other a grin. “if it is, i’m going to need to borrow it.” 

The park was a place that he enjoyed going to jog a little, not that he exactly needed it, as his physical wouldn’t change, nor he was like humans that needed it for their health, but he still enjoyed doing it sometimes, it was calming in a way, just like swimming.

“What? Oh, no, I was just thinking about stopping here and sitting for a while.”

There’s a smile forming on his face since that was a relief — as he would have moved if necessary.  He doesn’t though, but puts his book down after marking what page he was on. It would be better to give his full attention to the person he was talking to even if the conversation may be short lived.

The witch was just sitting outside with a book in his hands. Normally if Billy was at home he would have used magic to turn the pages, but when you’re in a public park you can’t use your powers so openly. He sees a shadow approaching then turns his eyes to look up. 

the journal on the table is as worn as any could get but the memories that fill them are deeply cherished to the girl, which is why she’s yet to get rid of it. and although she’d only been at the cafe for about 15 minutes the page was almost half full. yes, she’s almost 30 and she still writes about her feelings, it’s how she stays sane. it’s not long till maya realizes that a person is looking for a place to sit in the busy coffee shop, so she stops her writing to motion at the seat across from her. “the seat is open if you’d like, i don’t bite.” she continues, offering a gentle grin.

“wise decision, my man. Me no dumbdumb” he grinned triumphantly, unfazed by the look but totally enjoying it “Actually “ his eyes sparkle “a prank..would be perfect. Let’s list out some names as our potential targets. Then we’ll shortlist and get to the good stuff” if he were a puppy, his tail would be waging like crazy. “Got someone special in mind?”

There was something about Tommy that brings out Billy’s more playful side, wanting to have that fun they’ve missed out on growing up. They have each other now though, and he hums to himself thinking about just WHO they can prank. “Should we pull them on someone we know or strangers? I think it would be more fun if we don’t know them.” He looks at the crowd and points out a few people sitting around. “They keep giving us A NASTY LOOK so maybe them first.”

“I’m not opposed to the idea of stirring up trouble but having said that, I’m no dumbdumb and do not have a death wish. I’m too good-looking to die. As long as we can clean up after ourselves – or one of our friends can – I’m good with being bad. Oh, I’m so good at being bad.”

“I would never say you’re dumb.” Billy admits as he gives his twin A LOOK. “What are we doing today? You know I’m always willing to tag along, I like a good adventure. We pranking someone?” The witch asks with a smile, liking to get into A LITTLE trouble if it meant spending time with Tommy — his favorite person.

There was something about this scene that the alien did not like. Every person around him looked like they were getting ready to pass out due to the boredom of waiting. “How depressing.” He thought, before walking to an open in the center of the group.

“Stop me if you’ve heard this before.” Noh-Varr said loudly, gathering everyone’s attention. “It’s going to be great.” It only took a minute to get ready before belting out a song.

♪ ~ I was cheated by you and I think you know when / So I made up my mind, it must come to an end / Look at me now, will I ever learn? / I don’t know how but I suddenly lose control / There’s a fire within my soul ~ ♪

Billy turns his body around from where he was sitting nearby, catching glimpse of his teammate singing in a group of people. He stands up, black painted nails putting a stack of comic books in his bag before approaching Noh-Varr. He walks over to where he is, a hand on his hip. He doesn’t say anything, just making himself known as he doesn’t want to interrupt the show. He does clap after he was done though. 

“Of course I’m right, why wouldn’t I be? You’re speaking to an intellectual here. Also save the sir for Captain America. Just call me Mr.Stark.”