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[It's time to play the 'who's awake at 1 AM' game! If you're not, Tetsuo's talking softly enough that it might not wake you. If you want to see or answer this later in the day ~~when normal people are awake~~, feel free, but please specify.]

Everybody's got powers, right? That's why they want us to stick around...

[You can just hear how much he likes that prospect. He all but spits those last two words out like it's a curse.]

So anyway, I'm curious.

How many of you have 'side effects' from them? Anybody know? I know there's gotta be more than one... but it's not all of you, is it?

I - nnghh. I wanna know why that is... why's it only some people?

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uuuuuh are you okay???

I'm fine.

[Translation: Not remotely.]

ARE YOU SURE because you're kind of groaning and talking about side effects.

YES, I'm sure! It's just a question!

[There's a muffled thump as Tetsuo lets himself fall back onto his bed. Why was life.]

ok well, give me an example. What kind of side effects?

Like...

[Quick, think of an example that doesn't have anything to do with him. Oh wait, he can't, because his head's killing him and it's really all he's focused on.]

Headaches or something. You tell me.

do you need tylenol

That usually helps with headaches.

Doesn't fix it.

Besides, we're out.

does it HELP? I've got some

Sometimes... Bring it anyway.

yeah, alright. where do you live?

Nonah... Fifth house.

keep your window open! I don't wanna wake up your whole house. be there in like I dunno, 15 maybe

Heh... heheheh.

[The feed clicks on to show what used to be a window, but now only holds some shards along the edges of the frame. See this? This is called your life made easier. Now get the hell over here.]

Don't worry about the window.

[examine your life choices, Kazu.]

oooooook then cool

[about 20 minutes later (he may have spent a couple extra minutes fucking around with the transporter, ok, it was his first time using it), regardless of what floor Tetsuo's on, Kazu's snagging the top of the windowsill with a polite knock, bracing his AT over the sill to keep from slipping]

Yo.

[Tetsuo looks about as good as he sounded over the phone. Covered in sweat, half-curled up, looking about as generally miserable as a drenched cat. Kazu can probably hear him before he sees him, too - the second he's not having to contend with his pride, he's back to not holding back vocally.

His room's pretty bare bones; it doesn't look like the kid owns much. It's also not just by choice that the lights are out; it doesn't look like any glass survived whatever happened here. Despite expecting someone, Tetsuo still jumps a little at the sound of the knock, hastily trying to sit back up.]

You brought it, right?

Yeah, 'course. I wouldn't run all the way over here and forget it.

[fuck he looks rough. It doesn't look like tylenol is going to cover this, but Kazu swings himself easily into the room and fishes the half-full bottle out of his pocket anyway, tossing it to him.]

[The bottle catches itself in midair; Tetsuo's hand grips it a second later. He wastes no time in getting that thing open and downing a couple.

He doesn't have high hopes that it'll do anything, but even a chance that it will is enough for him right now.]

[WHAT the shit, ok, cool, so, psychic power. Kazu just kind of hovers uncertainly where he is—What are you supposed to do after delivering Tylenol to a psychic near-stranger??? This entire situation was really awkward, what the hell had he been thinking (he hadn't been; he'd been bored and restless and looking for a distraction just like every night since he got here)]

Uh.

Do you need water or anything?

Huh? Oh.

[If he was a little more together, he'd insist he can get it himself. But as it is, someone else doing stuff sounds pretty okay right now.

Plus, that manages to nicely cut out the 'what now' factor of suddenly having someone else over he texted a couple times out of boredom.]

Sure.

[#awkward

Kazu leans down to lock the back wheels of his AT so he can walk normally and heads out of the room down to the kitchen, moving carefully so he doesn't knock into something and wake up a house full of super-powered people. In addition to a glass of water he also hunts down a broom and a dustpan because it didn't escape his notice that the floor was covered in glass and if he's doing grunt work for some dude he doesn't even know he might as well do it right.

Fuck he was really kind of pathetic. Whatever. It was something he'd accepted about himself years ago.

He's back within a few minutes with the water, handing it over.]

Here.

[Tetsuo at least looks mildly less... off when the guy gets back. Who knew late night phone calls could lead to call-in room service?

He takes the water without comment, downs it, sighs, and looks at the ceiling.]

Hey... You got a name?

No, I'm just a figment of your psychic freakout.

[Ordinary Errand Service #5, here for all your serving needs.

He feels bad for getting kind of snarky. It's not this dude's fault that Kazu's such a minion; he turns his tone more casual as he starts sweeping up the glass, using the broom to break the jagged pieces still left in the window and sweep them into the same pile]

Mikura Kazuma. Kazu.

Hmngh.

[That earns Kazu a dark glare. If he wasn't being directly helpful, he'd probably end up regretting saying that. That said..

It IS his fault that he's taking full advantage of this, but that could possibly be written off as - nah, there's no part of him that doesn't enjoy having a minion around, let's be honest. Tetsuo thinks about that long enough to commit it to memory, then nods.]

...Shima Tetsuo.

[Any other pleasantries would seem weird considering he just delivered him tylenol at 1am and was now sweeping his floor.]

Soo psychic powers. That's pretty standard, but cool. [wait] Except for the side-effects, I guess.

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