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joseph kavinsky ([personal profile] pillz) wrote2016-02-12 04:16 pm

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inmyothertights: (Billy - abuh?)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2016-11-07 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
Well.

[He considers it. This is a sort of a philosophical question.]

I don't think it would kill someone. It might hurt, but I can't say for sure. I mean, if I destroyed a soul, sure. But, well.

I don't think it's like your heart or your liver.

[He makes a face, but it's that he's thinking. He hasn't considered this. He knows that Gray has one. He knows what it looks like, newly minted and shiny. But he doesn't know what would happen if it were outside a body.]

A person can live without a soul. I don't think it improves their moral character, but it can happen.
inmyothertights: (Billy - super alone)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2016-11-10 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
I'm really terrible at it.

Once I almost wished someone would die.

[But he didn't.]

And another time I made an entire parade of neo-Nazi's disappear.

[He does not know where they went.

They zoom a little, further out towards the ocean. They're actually moving pretty fast, but it's like a plane - it's hard to really perceive just how fast Billy's disc is moving them]
inmyothertights: (Billy - alone)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2016-11-12 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
You tell me.

You have one too.

[He says it and sits so that his legs dangle off the edge. When you can fly heights aren't really a thing. When you can bend reality, fear stops being something that you feel, except fear of being lonely.]
inmyothertights: (Billy - smokey the superhero)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2016-11-14 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
[He looks over, suddenly, and his eyes widen a little.]

That's a bad idea.

You don't want me to do that for real.

[But he sounds like he's trying to convince himself, not Kavinsky.]
inmyothertights: (Billy - smokey the superhero)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2016-11-18 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
Because if I mess up you could be gone for good, dude.

[Because souls aren't physical bodies, the nanites can't rebuild them. Because Billy likes Kavinsky, for some reason, enough that he would be upset if Kavinsky were totally gone.]
inmyothertights: (Billy - okay lets do this)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2016-11-20 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
[He turns, then. Halfway, enough to sit cross-legged.]

I swear to god, you need to yell if it hurts.

[Which is a yes.

Billy holds his hands out and thinks of how to structure this spell. He meant it when he said that they're not really spells. Sometimes, when he's feeling very maudlin or very scientific, he thinks of his magic like science. Everything is possible - just 99.999999% of things aren't likely. What he's doing must be something akin to affecting the probability of things. Making it more probable.

That isn't what he's thinking now. Now he's thinking of Kavinsky's soul. What it would look like in his hands, shiny and bright. What it must look like in general. Does it look like Kavinsky thinks it does? Are souls tainted by morality or is that a construct made up by hack writers?

Dorian's soul looked like light. Kavinsky's glows, too, and Billy reaches into Kavinsky's chest, careful. For a moment they occupy the same space, impossibly (improbably) and then Billy is grasping something. His eyes are glowing blue, and he pulls, slowly.

Carefully.]
inmyothertights: (Billy - smokey the superhero)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2016-11-22 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know what average would entail.

It's warm.

[It's a squirming thing, but it twines around Billy's fingers like string, until Billy is pulling it out, slowly, and then it's there in Billy's hands. It's a light, pulsing between them, like a heart in Billy's hand, only there are strands of it going back into Kavinsky.

They are in the air, in nothing, in the dark with the ocean below them, and Billy is holding Kavinsky's soul. It's peppered with sprays of bright color, beating carefully, and Billy cups it suddenly in both hands.]


You okay so far?
inmyothertights: (Billy - cry me a river JT)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2016-11-27 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't know, we're pretty much working on a who the fuck knows school of what happens next.

[He reaches for Kavinsky's hand, and holds it to the light. Every time Billy's fingers move it lets off tiny bursts of light.

He stares at it a little more. Maybe he thought it would be ugly, too. Or strange. Damaged. It looks fine. It looks perfect.

But then Billy doesn't have a lot to compare it to.]


I don't think it can just float around on its own. I mean. I think I would need to make a vessel to move it further away from you. It keeps pulling back to your chest.
inmyothertights: (Default)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2016-11-30 03:11 am (UTC)(link)

[The thing is, Billy doesn't think he can hurt it. So he looks at Kavinsky a moment and squeezes, and it winds tight around Billy's fingers like a live thing, like some affectionate creature. He looks up at the other boy, then. His face is illuminated only by the glow of Kavinsky's soul.]

So?

Memories? Weird twinges in your heart? Deep and abiding love? Hate?

Anything?

inmyothertights: (Billy - super alone)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2016-12-02 12:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[He considers this a moment, his fingers stroking over the light of K's soul. Whatever Kavinsky is feeling (or not) Billy is being a little less introspective. Like all magic this fascinates him, and even more because it's untrod territory. He's holding someone's soul. And that isn't a metaphor.]

I thought it would be more like surgery.

[He tilts his head, looks a little hesitant.]

I should probably put it back.

[They're in a strange bubble. It's a place where Billy's magic isn't scary or weird or annoying. Kavinsky is, oddly enough, the only person who treats it that way. Like it's magic. They're flying, and Billy has K's soul, and maybe he just doesn't want to go back to the real world where his magic shop sells more books than spells.

He opens his hands a little, and the while pulsing thing floats a bit, just a bit, suspended between them.

(What Billy really wants is to study this more, his desire to know overcoming his good sense)]
inmyothertights: (Billy - pleased)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2016-12-04 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
No, I mean I thought it would be more precise. Like if I took it out there would be an immediate reaction or something.

[Billy huffs a little, but he nudges Kavinsky just a bit.]

If you let me experiment on you with my magic, you're probably crazy, but you're also going to quickly turn into my favorite person.

[He starts to lower them. His temper has abated. He feels better. It's stupid and weird to feel better after removing another human's soul but Billy Kaplan has never really been normal.]

But let me know anytime you want to mess around.

[Magically, he means.]
inmyothertights: (Billy - pleased)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2016-12-12 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
[He laughs.]

Okay, deal.

[And from then it's an easy float down, a night spent doing stupid things, maybe, but Kavinsky'll make Billy smile. Maybe that's enough.]