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Characters: Forge, Rogue
Setting: Forge's batcave
Content: Stuff that Bria scribbled in her assignment book a month ago and that Kayt strangely liked and said to post as a tagging thing.
Status: Open
Threadjacking: Eh, sure?

“Hey.” The greeting followed up on a knock on Forge’s open lab door. Rogue gave him a small somewhat forced smile. “Mind if I come in?”

Forge nodded, flashing her an easy smile as he gestured towards a free spot in the lab. “Sure, make yourself at home, girl.”

Rogue returned his smile with another strained one of her own as she carefully picked her way through the messy room towards the indicated seat. There was a small technological gadget that did something on the chair that she picked up carefully before sitting, studying it silently.

He glanced over at her for a brief moment before turning back to his own work, a curse slipping out as a part refused to budge. There were a few minutes of comfortable silence before he finally asked, “So what brings you down here?”

“You haven’t been upstairs lately, have you?” she asked with dry amusement. “IT’s been turned into a land of crazy. I don’t know how anyone can her themselves think.” She paused. “And it’s too damn well cold to go outside.”

“Down here does sound safer,” he agreed with a solemn nod. Forge nodded towards the gadget in her hands. “You hopin’ that’ll fix itself just by being turned ‘round?”

“What?” Rogue looked up with a start, hands stilling. “Oh, no. Sorry; nervous habit.” There was another brief pause before she looked at him curiously. “Does your mutation just help you build things or does it help you know how to fix them too?”

Forge frowned. “I’m not sure. Probably just the creating? It probably doesn’t hurt when I’m fixing broken speakers every three days.”

There was a look of momentary confusion on Rogue’s face. “Ohhh, right. Ali.” The confusion vanished as she fell quiet again, replaced by silent contemplation.

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[The Maker tinkers for a bit, falling silent as he becomes absorbed in his work, his mutation taking over as he plies his trade. He look sup after a while and sees Rogue still sitting quietly, looking perhaps kind of bored. He flips up his goggles and peers over at her. He holds up the next gadget he's about to go to work on, a pulse blaster he whipped up a few weeks ago in the danger room.] You want me to show you how it works?

[It's not boredom, just thinking. But regardless, he's got her attention.] Sure. [She sets the random device aside, focusing her attention.] This another one of your DR specialties?

Always. [He grins at her, amused.] These babies are always the toughest things, I make 'em on the fly and then have to reverse engineer 'em to figure how the heck they work. [He starts to work, trying to explain as he goes.] It's pretty basic, really, I usually just disassemble and as the layers of the tech come apart, I just...see how they fit together. [He frowns, realizing how unhelpful he's being.] That doesn't really explain much, does it?

[Rogue shakes her head with a grin.] Not really, no. [There's hesitation in her actions as she moves as if to pull a glove, stopping as she looks him straight in the eye.] Can I...?

[He shakes off his own glove that covers his one real hand, offering it to her with complete trust; he's been through this before.] Go for it, girl.

Thanks. [Rogue tugs both of her gloves off, anticipating that dealing with mechanical things will be much easier if she's not wearing them. She reaches out her hand to his, focusing on taking just what she needs which isn't much to start with. His psyche already resides in a small part of her mind; the new drain just makes it easier to recall them. There's a moment as she lets her body adjust to the new powers before she meets his eyes again.] Okay. Try explainin' that again? I think it'll make more sense now.

You won't need me to explain now, I don't think...just watch. If it doesn't work, I'll try to talk you through it. A lot of times, though, I just...do. [He starts to quickly (though not as quick as he normally would do things) unscrew the primitive casing to expose the loose and scrambled bird's nest of wires beneath. He points to a couple random looking things: a bundle of wires; a thicker, copper coil-y type thing; and a tiny, flat piece of aluminum. ] Power conduits, phase inducer, breaker. With me?

Power conduits, phase inducer, breaker. [She repeats the words underneath her breath, nodding as she does. Normal!Rogue wouldn't understand any of this but Rogue with Forge's powers gets all of it.] Yup, good so far.

Atta'girl. [He's already dismantling this layer oh the gizmo, exposing more wires and the mangled slat of metal that had once been the hatch cover for the arc welder fused inside his mechanical arm.] Trigger mechanism, frame, and solder for securing it all. [He hands the frame to her, stripped completely now, and slides the piles of random tech pieces over her way.] Now, rebuild it.

[Using a power like Forge's is different from using a power like, say, John's. Active powers require a lot of focusing. But this... this is almost like turning her mind off and letting the mutation do the work itself. The hand not holding the frame reaches for the trigger mechanism and then she just sees how it all needs to go together and her hands just start moving to recreate the pulse blaster. They move less deftly than his more experienced ones but after a few minutes, there's a reassembled piece of tech in her hand and she couldn't tell you how she did it.] Whoa.

Pretty neat, huh? [Forge takes the tech from her, turning it over in his hands, examining her handiwork.] Very nice. Next step would be refab with improvements...

[Rogue's still a bit surprised that it worked. Her hands reclaim the technical gadget from before and she starts fiddling with it absently.] So do you see the improvements too or is it just something you know by being you?

[Forge has promised not to reveal Kevin's secret to his bandmates. He's one of the only few people who know that Kevin's still doing his metalworks art -- from time to time, that is. In fact, Forge even thinks it's kind of cool. Unlike his stupid bandmates who call it "shitty metal 'art' stuff' -- always with the inclusion of the air quotes -- and don't see it for what it is.

At any rate, Forge always has scrap metal for him, and Kevin's a bit startled to see that Forge is not alone, so he gives a courtesy knock on the door before entering.]

Hey.

[Kevin takes off a glove, gives Forge a fist-bump on what they like to call "Forge's Terminator Hand" and promptly puts the glove back on.]

[Rogue looks up from where she's fiddling with the pulse blaster from before, trying to figure out how the pieces all fit together without the benefit of Forge's powers. It's fun figuring out how to use his powers but at the same time, it sorta feels a bit like cheating and the stubborn part of her wants to try and learn this for herself. ~~It's probably not going to go well.~~]

Hey Kevin. [There's a half smile directed his way accompanied by a little half wave with a bare hand.]

[Kevin returns her smile, but stops short at the sight of her ungloved hand and keeps his distance. Not because it's Rogue -- but because he does it with everybody who doesn't have either an ice form or a Terminator hand, really.]

Whatcha building?

[Rogue barely even notices the distance thing because it's a habit for her too. This is actually probably the longest she's been around another person without her gloves on in awhile.] Oh this? [She nods towards the mess of parts.] Uhh... Well. It used to be a pulse blaster.

Heh, and now? Looks like ingredients for my next art project.

[He gives her another small smile. He's sure his secret's safe with her, too.]

It's a re-work in progress. [The words are said dryly with a slightly amused look.

Kevin's secret is definitely safe with her though. It probably has to do with solidarity between those who have worst mutations ever.]

[Worst mutations ever, totally. But at least Rogue can still touch people without killing them outright... Kevin brushes the thought aside and kneels down to examine the metal parts.]

I'm not so great with electronics, so I can't help you there. Is he just watching you suffer? [He laughs, glancing at Forge for a second, who is just sitting back and watching Rogue struggle.]

[Rogue laughs and shakes her head, putting another piece where she thinks it goes. Hopefully.] Nah. I could fix this pretty fast if I wanted to but I decided to try it the hard way and now, well... [She shrugs a little sheepishly. Her ridiculous ability to be stubborn is something she's well aware of.]

Well... [A thoughtful look crosses Kevin's face.] I mean, would you ever really need to do it the hard way? If you can recall your absorbed powers?

[Rogue doesn't answer for a minute, eyes dropping back to her work. She fits another piece into place, trying to figure out how best to answer him.] Just because I can-- [She pauses again, reconsidering how to phrase things. It's only been recently that she's started being more open about having the ability to recall powers. Doesn't mean she likes to talk about it anymore than before though.] I can't recall more than one power at a time. Plus, this helps me stay busy.

[He gives her a grin.] Yeah, tell me about it. When you need to be careful about even what kind of hobbies you have... well, then I guess that's when you do weird shit like building metal sculptures. [Then Kevin examines one of the parts.] Forge'll have you taking apart and putting back together these things in no time. He taught me how to piece together a makeshift telepathy scrambler, but it doesn't work too great. Well, yet. [Kevin quickly quicly tacks on that last part before Forge make some kind of protest about how that was Kevin's fault, not the Maker's.]

[Rogue grins, her tone filled with dry amusement.] I'll just settle for not lookin' too ridiculous when messing with this tech stuff.

[She waits for him to put down the piece in his hand before picking it up and trying to figure out where it goes.] So metal sculptures, huh?

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Rolling Forge makes me really glad that I have watched as much Star Trek as I have.

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and it's iris, btw!

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I love that word solidarity!!

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still iris

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