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[AUDIO: There's a short pause before Eddie speaks.]
I have a favor to ask. I'm trying to help my warden understand a more modern approach to romance. What I need is a woman, between the ages of twenty-four and thirty-two.. thirty-three, who would be willing to take him out on a date. Maybe a private dinner, drinks afterward, and a starry walk in the CES or something. He'll know up front what this is; this isn't some trick and he won't be expecting to fall in love or anything.
I don't have anything specific to offer as a thanks, but I'm pretty resourceful if there's something specific you're looking for. I'm not providing any weapons and I reserve the right to refuse anyone for any reason.. because even knowing what's going on, he's still a nice guy and I don't want to mess with him. I'm really just looking to help him out.
Oh, it's George Crabtree. Some of you might know him.
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I want to know more about your time. Are there any books, fiction or non-, that you can recommend? I'm a pretty fast reader.
[AUDIO: There's a short pause before Eddie speaks.]
I have a favor to ask. I'm trying to help my warden understand a more modern approach to romance. What I need is a woman, between the ages of twenty-four and thirty-two.. thirty-three, who would be willing to take him out on a date. Maybe a private dinner, drinks afterward, and a starry walk in the CES or something. He'll know up front what this is; this isn't some trick and he won't be expecting to fall in love or anything.
I don't have anything specific to offer as a thanks, but I'm pretty resourceful if there's something specific you're looking for. I'm not providing any weapons and I reserve the right to refuse anyone for any reason.. because even knowing what's going on, he's still a nice guy and I don't want to mess with him. I'm really just looking to help him out.
Oh, it's George Crabtree. Some of you might know him.
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I want to know more about your time. Are there any books, fiction or non-, that you can recommend? I'm a pretty fast reader.
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Date: 2011-06-28 02:21 pm (UTC)"Thanks. I um...I only have a few dresses but I try to go big, you know, for stuff that's important." Three shades of purple eyeshadow, check.
She went over and settled on the blanket a little artlessly, relieved to finally be here instead of preparing for "here". "So how're you doing?"
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Date: 2011-07-03 08:53 am (UTC)Eddie moved around the blanket in a comfortable parallel to her own actions, taking a seat shortly after she had in a more casual and practiced way. "It's good. You shouldn't let people in on the secret that you're not always like this.. not at first. You look amazing and when you tell people it's you going above and beyond, you're just letting them know how anxious you can be. Pretty much everyone's anxious in an intimate setting, especially on a first date, but that's no reason to give it away. Keep them wanting more."
The man was trying to guide her without criticizing her. It was difficult in this mood, on this drug, when it all came so easily to him. They were things that his normal self couldn't have understood, though. Ideas and confidence that would blur and become lost when his mind clouded from slowed neurons again.
"I'm doing good, Wanda. George is a great warden and I feel like I'm already finding a comfortable place here. I know that I lucked out in that, to some extent. Alright.. I don't really believe in luck so much as I think people make their own fortunes, but every once in awhile, luck comes into play and I think it might have taken me under its wing for this one."
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Date: 2011-07-03 05:55 pm (UTC)She lowered her head a fraction and blushed when he mentioned how she'd shown a bit too much of her hand. "You're right. I guess it's just one of those nerves-make-me-talk-too-much things. But also...I know it's supposed to be part of women's mystique to hide the work we put into looking good, but sometimes it seems a little manipulative."
Eddie's quick wit and confidence reminded her of Pietro, but in a much more pleasant way. She appreciated the tip, although her first inclination was, of course, to smack her own forehead for not thinking of it herself.
"George is a sweetheart. He's also really hard to stay mad at. I think we're both lucky--I learned fast that Tony's heart is in the right place too. I'm gonna try not to make too much trouble for the guy."
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Date: 2011-07-03 08:18 pm (UTC)She lowered her head a fraction and blushed when he mentioned how she'd shown a bit too much of her hand. "You're right. I guess it's just one of those nerves-make-me-talk-too-much things. But also...I know it's supposed to be part of women's mystique to hide the work we put into looking good, but sometimes it seems a little manipulative."
Eddie's quick wit and confidence reminded her of Pietro, but in a much more pleasant way. She appreciated the tip, although her first inclination was, of course, to smack her own forehead for not thinking of it herself.
"George is a sweetheart. He's also really hard to stay mad at. I think we're both lucky--I learned fast that Tony's heart is in the right place too. I'm gonna try not to make too much trouble for the guy."
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Date: 2011-07-03 10:34 pm (UTC)"There's nothing wrong with talking about the work you put into looking good if you do it in the right way. It's the reveal of the anxiety you want to avoid. Telling a man you spent an hour or two looking good for him shows interest and it will excite him. Telling him you were so nervous it took you an hour to decide what to wear? I guess it could depend on how you play it. A lot of guys find clumsiness and that kind of passivity attractive, but I get the impression that's not really the kind of guy you want. If you really want someone to see you on equal footing, you just need to hide that a little bit."
There was a loud 'pop' and Eddie set the corkscrew, with cork attached, down onto the blanket. Then he lifted the two glasses with his other hand, stems between his fingers, and poured them each a half a glass.
"That's really good that you got a warden you like and can trust. I think that's important. Has he been treating you well?"
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Date: 2011-07-04 01:49 am (UTC)"He seems to want to do the older brother thing, which is cool with me, because he's better at it than my actual brother. He was protective on me in Port and was, you know, really reliable."
She looked up into the wheeling sky. "You ever think about what you're gonna do once you get through this weird little program of theirs?"
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Date: 2011-07-04 08:36 pm (UTC)Once both glasses were poured, he set the bottle aside and paused just long enough to ensure it was stable. Then he slid one glass to his opposite hand in order to offer her one while holding his own simultaneously. He nodded about her brother and offered a piece of information he was intrigued to follow. "George said you're a nice young woman. Have you ever thought about trying to pursue something different with him?"
The man took a sip of his wine as he watched her and his lips settled from the wide smile he had worn into something more thoughtful. "Hopefully go back and get a second chance to be smarter about things. If I could predict what was going to happen and got another opportunity to think better about those things, I could have gotten a lot more without being the asshole it took to get me here."
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Date: 2011-07-05 04:46 am (UTC)She took the glass and propped it between her narrow hands. "George...I like him. I'm not sure if I wouldn't seriously weird him out long term. He's very openminded for a cop though.
"I don't know. I'm not rushing into anything whatever I do. I don't want to mess anything up, or get so caught up I forget why I'm here."
She thought about graduation, about going back, still cradling her glass. "You know what the problem with becoming a superhero is? No goddamn paycheck."
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Date: 2011-07-06 05:03 am (UTC)He stays in that space for the moment, holding his wine comfortably and still smiling at her, even as the topic shifts to George again. "I think it's a good idea to keep your eye on the prize, so to speak. You don't want to get caught up in something here and let it interfere with your redemption, graduation, or getting home. You deserve better than that. If you decide to go for anything here, either take it slow or make it fun and make sure you both know what you're getting into."
At the last, he let out a small chuckle. "Maybe you're just not doing it right. You could get paid for public appearances and advertising if you really wanted to. If you were a known hero."
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Date: 2011-07-07 05:47 am (UTC)"That and I really...I want to make sure I have a handle on my powers before I get too close to anyone. I don't want to have our first fight end in poltergeist activity and bruises."
Wanda frowned a little. "Some of us do work for the government...."
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Date: 2011-07-09 06:33 am (UTC)Then he was offering it back to her in such a way that she could easily return the hand grazing gesture or avoid it, whichever she preferred. His eyes were back on hers, listening intently. Eddie's smile faltered only the smallest hint when she spoke about her abilities, but it quickly recovered and spread wider even. "That sounds intense. How do you think you'll be able to get control of it? Is it something that happens any time you're.. passionate? Or only when you're angry?"
Ah, the insinuations. Then he gave a shrug. "I'm not surprised. The government likes to have their hands in a little bit of everything in order to provide existing knowledge and a basis for combat in any field if the public gets concerned or other countries get anxious."
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Date: 2011-07-09 01:05 pm (UTC)(Did she mind about that? She was still deciding.)
She did touch his fingers very delicately as she took the photo. "Thanks. Putting on a costume...there's almost a ritual aspect to it, like putting on a uniform or vestments. You become someone else, sort of, but that person is also more you than your street persona."
A thoughtful glance at the sky; she sipped her wine absently. "Meditation, intense concentration, ritual. I get better all the time. Pretty soon I'll be able to do a lot more than just hexing people."
She giggled a little. "It's just negative emotions. When I'm angry, when I'm scared..." normally she had to make a gesture as well, but the thing was that those gestures were often unconscious when she got upset enough. "The biggest thing I ever did, I took all my passions, focused them and sort of threw the energy out there at my target."
She stroked her chin. "It's part of why I debate being part of anything with a government stamp. I mean, sometimes you're lucky and you get superiors with a grasp of the greater good, like Xavier. But finding them...that's the trick, especially if you're locked into a contract."
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Date: 2011-07-10 06:41 am (UTC)When she spoke, he listened intently, despite his mind's ulterior motives.
"I know what you mean. I've never worn a costume like that, but I could tell the difference even from when I stopped wearing t-shirts and jeans and started wearing suits more often. It's a whole different personality." Of course, there was more to it than just some new clothes, but there was a difference there or else he would have still been wearing the same ensemble he used to. He flashed another smile about getting better. "I'm sure you'll continue to get better. Determination and motivation are the two most important parts of learning or doing anything."
"What happened to the poor bastard you targeted all your passions at? If I can ask?" There was an undertone of whining behind his words, a feigned sort of humility that made him sound even more interested.
Eddie took a sip of his wine and shook his head. "I think it's good you're not with the government. You're right about finding a good leader and having a contract, but it's more than that. All those moves are so political and you would end up as some kind of pawn just by being different than the traditional middle-aged caucasian male. They can talk about equal opportunity all they want, but someone like you would be too powerful for them to promote to the ranks you would be capable of."
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Date: 2011-07-10 10:19 pm (UTC)She laughed. "No, no, I've never gone full steam at a person. This was at a genuine doomsday machine. I can glitch machines usually, but this one was hardened. So I went full out. It feels like pushing a mountain with your frontal lobe.
"Politics. I don't know. Maybe becoming a contractor would be a better idea. Though I'd have to be super picky about who I worked for.
"So...what do you do?"
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Date: 2011-07-11 02:20 am (UTC)He nodded about the idea of the doomsday machine and took a moment to consider the imagery she had provided, making a face that suggested he wasn't fond of that kind of pressure. Eddie shook his head and gave her an admiring smile. "That's admirable. It's good that you can really push yourself like that when you need to."
"You could always work freelance and just get paid for doing sponsorships, if you wanted." He shrugged and then readjusted his stance, planting a hand near her to lean toward her in a subtle gesture of intimacy. "I was a writer for awhile.. That's what I went to school for. When I was depressed and I wasn't doing shit with my life, I ran into an old friend and he turned things around. I realized I could do a hell of a lot more than what I was doing, so I started working harder. I got into trading, then business. Shortly before I got here, I helped to broker one of the largest mergers in America's history."
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Date: 2011-07-12 04:18 am (UTC)"It was do or die. I...have never been in a situation that morally black and white before. Either we helped save the world or it didn't get saved. I like the world. It's where I keep my stuff."
She tilted her head and leaned a bit toward him, hiding only a little behind another sip of wine. She was nursing the stuff carefully. "That's intense. How do you destress after something that huge? And do you still write on the side?"
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Date: 2011-07-12 06:06 am (UTC)He laughed at her remark about liking the world. "Yeah, the world's not so bad when you live there for awhile."
"I didn't need to. Even though it was long hours and I was expected to be on call every minute of every day, I loved it. I like keeping busy and getting things done and that was all of the above. It helped that my boss's daughter was.. engaging. She was a nice distraction from the business stiffs. We talked politics and philosophy-- I enjoy discussions like this, like the one we're having. It's like a break for me even in the middle of everything. A beautiful woman can do that." Eddie couldn't help but remember the feelings he had for Ginny. Still, he was trying hard not to compare her to Wanda, or for Wanda to start comparing herself to Ginny. Wanda was here now and Ginny wasn't; that was what mattered.
Eddie tilted just a hint farther. It was the perfect distance to push forward for a kiss if he wanted, but to have an intimate conversation if not. He was trying not to push Wanda, but he wanted the girl to be ready and able to handle dating too. That was what she had asked for, after all.
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Date: 2011-07-13 12:55 am (UTC)"Wow. I mean, it's creation of another sort, building businesses and business relationships like that. It's the sort of world Father would know more of than I, though mostly he is Science and Politics Guy.
"Well," she smiled shyly. "Hit me up for more conversation whenever you want." She gazed into his eyes a moment, then looked away awkwardly. She didn't seem to know what to do suddenly. But she didn't move away either.
"It sounds like you've done some pretty amazing stuff. I'm...gearing up to do amazing stuff, mostly. They start us young where I am from but most of my career is ahead of me."
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Date: 2011-07-16 10:47 am (UTC)"Do you get along with your dad?" It was sincerely a genuine, random, and innocuous question that seemed to continue the general line of conversation.
Eddie remained where he was, physically, perched at an intimate distance without pushing forward. He was hoping she would get comfortable with it and either pursue more herself or, at the very least, ease into less shyness. He didn't feel the need to comment about having more conversations when he had practically already asked her out again.
"Hey, most of my amazing stuff didn't happen until I was way older. Take your time and learn as much as you can, because that's what's going to help you. Also? That whole 'doing what you love' philosophy people have is bullshit. I mean, it's good, sure, but they don't tell you that you end up broke and miserable most of the time. If you really want to enjoy your life, you need to make some money first and some contacts that can help you if you hit a rough patch." He paused as he took her into consideration. "You have a special opportunity with your abilities. You might actually have a shot at getting paid to do what you love if you really love that, but just get used to the idea of loving it less the more you get paid."
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Date: 2011-07-16 06:45 pm (UTC)She lifted her chin slightly at the question, brow furrowing thoughtfully. "It's mixed, like everything else in life. He's distant, and I don't agree with his politics or how he's acted on them in the past. But he's really admirable in a lot of ways too."
A slow nod as she listened to him. He was laying it out frankly and she appreciated it. She was only idealistic in some ways. "Chances are I'll study something involving chaos theory, because getting a science background to go with the magical and psychic one seems like a good definition of "well rounded". After that...I don't know, I could do all sorts of things. Including becoming a Wall Street consultant." Screw that, by that point she figured she could manipulate the stock market directly.
"Or, seriously, maybe I'll hit Monte Carlo and make myself rich. Then I can do the hero thing full time."
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Date: 2011-07-23 10:38 pm (UTC)"A lot of bad people are admirable. I know that seems contradictory to most people, but it's true. Everyone that succeeded at being bad or evil for any length of time with any sense of power had to get there for a reason, whether it was Hitler, your dad, or the CEO of Enron. They're usually charming, strong people that have a gift for talking to others.. among other things. There's nothing wrong with admiring that as long as you still appreciate how they are." He paused, then added: "I'm not saying your dad is one of those guys, because I don't know. He sounds like he might be a little like that, though, so just make sure you're careful and really think about how he is versus who you want to be, you know?"
Of course, Eddie himself was closer to that person now than he had ever been in his life, gladly willing to sacrifice people when it was necessary to his gain of power. Until then, he liked keeping people on his good side, though, and that meant not revealing those pieces of himself.
"That sounds good. There's a lot of scholarships available for women in science, too, because it's pretty rare. I'm sure you would have an easier time than most people. With the gambling thing, though, just be careful that people will still respect you. It's not worth making your money fast and easy if that's what people are going to remember about you."
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Date: 2011-07-24 12:28 pm (UTC)She frowned softly, looking skyward, and took another sip of wine. "Easy or tough, I'll rise to it. I always do." For a moment there was a flash of cold pride in her eyes. There was more to Wanda than the innocent girl; the steel showed, and then she glanced away shyly and it disappeared again.
"No, no. Vegas would be seed money only. That and help funding my second job, which probably won't pay."
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Date: 2011-07-25 12:59 am (UTC)"What second job did you have in mind?" Eddie asked, trying to keep the conversation going despite his hopes declining a little of getting much further than talking on this date. He expected she might be talking about the hero gig, but there was no harm in clarifying and it was always easier to let other people do as much of the talking as possible for as often as he liked to talk.
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Date: 2011-07-26 04:52 am (UTC)"The heroing business. I've done it some. The problem is that like I said, it does not pay." She felt a slight pang as he moved away, but chipping through the wall of her shyness would take time. It frustrated her, but she was glad as hell that he seemed to respect that.
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Date: 2011-07-27 06:32 am (UTC)It's practically a ramble, the stream of consciousness pouring out of Eddie as he thought of it. Then he set his wine glass down near the bottle--ensuring it was steady without taking noticeable time of effort to do so--and sat up, pulling his knees up just to form a different posture and keep from getting stiff.
He made a mental note to get regular access to the pool to build his muscles' endurance.
"What are you hoping to find here, besides control over your powers? There must be something else."
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