He's Fast, She's Weird (slightly MARVEL based sibling o/o) (Closed)

He smiled back briefly before dropping back down his wall of feelings, coming off as his usual self as the car started to drive. “By the way, just because we’re in here, doesn’t mean you’re getting out of owing me pizza. I’m expecting that.”

Eli leaned back on his seat, his leg bouncing almost comically fast as he tried to diffuse some of his desire for speed. There was a thin line he had to walk when traveling in cars. Most of the time it didn’t make sense for him to, if he could just run there in the same amount of time. But there were times he needed to, and he had to find creative ways to get his energy out other ways.

“The perks of being the better sibling. Fast metabolism and a sister I can bribe into getting me food,” He replied teasingly. Eli didn’t completely stop his bouncing leg, but he slowed down, making a face at her, “I’m not doing it to be calm, I’m doing it so I can think about anything other than how much I need fo get out at run.” Eli crossed his arms and rolled his eyes, deciding he was going to ignore his sister for the next while.

He huffed and grit his teeth as she projected the image into his head, knowing it was from her just because she had only thought of one pizza, instead of multiple like he was sure he could eat. “You suck.” Eli crossed his arms and leaned back against his seat, scowling at her then at the car floor.

“You know, you never thanked me for the wonderful tornado I made today. Or the fact that I didn’t use it to level the building you were on after you didn’t answer,” Eli said, not looking over at Farah. “If we weren’t rudely interrupted it would’ve been enough to wreck at least a city block for quite a while.” He had just as much desire to make the city hurt as his sister did, though they both knew that the destruction they could cause was increased immensely when they worked together.

“I want to see you do damage with a pillar of water,” He teased, though he nodded in response to her thanks. Eli relied on his sister for her powers as much as she relied on his. They were a pair. Both determined to show the world just how bad they could really be since they had been treated like horrors their whole lives. It was only fair. An eye for an eye and all that.

Eli hadn't been expecting the turn, and unlike Farah, he wasn't lucky enough to stop himself from smacking his face on the seat in front of him. He groaned as the car stopped and he peeled his face from the headrest, rubbing his nose and checking if it was bleeding. Luckily, it wasn't. "That wasn't very nice," He grunted to the man as he opened the door. Eli swished his sister out before him, then stepped out on his own. Wherever they were, he didn't recognize too well.

Eli looked over the building with nothing more than mild interest. He didn't seem to care if it was a bad building, all he wanted to do was get these powers the man had offered and leave, hopefully with his sister with him. Glancing over at Farah, he raised an eyebrow, seeing her eyes glow.

"Is there anything to eat inside?" He asked the man, glancing once more at the strange building. "If not…I'm going to need to make a quick stop at the nearest gas station."

The car ride itself had already increased his hunger, and he hadn't eaten after the water tornado, so without food soon, he was going to get grumpy. That, and he was going to have much less of his speed than he had when he had the energy to run that fast.

Eli grinned happily at the mention that there was food inside and he headed towards the door, noting very well how much Farah didn't like the man that had brought them here. She was on edge around him, probably for good reason, but it didn't make sense to be unfriendly to the man who was promising them so much with their gifts.

"Let's go in, I'm hungry Farah," Eli cut in, reaching for the door's handle. He opened the door for his sister, smiling gently at her but dropping it when he looked at the man. It may have been rude to be unfrinedly to him, but he didn't like him if his sister didn't.

Eli followed his sister and the man in, letting the door close behind them. It shut with a thud, a sound that made him worry if they had made a mistake agreeing to work with the man. "You promised food," He finally said, motioning into the building, "If you'd prefer me to stay here, I think that's a good first stop." Screw politeness, Eli was starving, and if there was food somewhere, he needed to eat.

(I'm assuming Eli also passes out, but if you have a different plan, I'll change it.)

Eli groaned in annoyance but nodded. If this took long…he was going to go find the food himself. As he opened his mouth to tell the man though, he saw Farah crumple to the ground, and before he could speak or run off, he felt a jolt of electricity against his back. He cried out momentarily as his muscles seized and then he was out like a light, falling into a heap. The last thought in his mind being how bad of an idea this had all become.

(Perfect!)

Eli was still starving. He woke up with a grunt of pain and a gurgling stomach, prying his eyes open. In an instant, it was clear they were no longer in the entrance to the wicked building. They were somewhere else, probably still inside.

He stayed laying still on the metal platform he was on, carefully looking around his surroundings. He was in a cell. A freezing cold prison cell with his sister nowhere to be found. Finally sitting up, he blinked, looking down to see thick metal bands around both his wrists and ankles. Things had certainly changed since they had stepped inside the building.

"Fara?" Eli called back, hearing his sister's words after a moment. "Where are you? Are you alright?"

It was obvious that neither of them would be 'alright' but he hoped she got the idea. They were in a new dangerous place, stuck in a cell away from each other, and with no idea of why they were there. Things had gone about as badly as they possibly could've. At least that was certain.

He did his best to follow where her voice had come from, assuming that she was near him just from how loud her words were. "There's nothing to be sorry for," Eli replied, cutting off any more apologies, "We didn't know this would happen, and we'll find a way out. Right now I want to make sure you're okay."

Closing his eyes, he scooted until he could lean against the concrete wall behind his 'bed'. Another rumble came from his stomach, this time accompanied by the gnawing feeling of hunger. His metabolism was no joking matter, as his powers used up immense amounts of energy, and with the energy it had used to create the water spiral, his body was rioting. Any further use of his powers would most likely be diminished just from the sheer fact that he wouldn't have the food in his body to fuel the use of them.

Quickly, he pulled himself out of thoughts of food and his powers, opening his eyes to look at his surroundings once more.

"Farah, I'm fine. Don't terrorize the poor guards," He called out to her, "I'll survive for another few hours before I really need something."

Eli switched from sitting on his bed to laying down, sighing as he listened to his sister. It was comforting to know that she was worried about him, and more importantly, that she still had use of her powers. No sane person would stay around her for so long with her being so grumpy unless they were being forced to stay there.

He glanced towards the front of his cell, sprawling out on his bed, with an arm behind his head. It was still cold and uncomfortable, but he could make it work. They wouldn't be here long after all.

Eli had closed his eyes, simply listening to his sister wreck havoc. Though he sat up when he didn't hear her speak. All too soon after, he heard something that sounded a lot like someone falling to the floor, and talking, this time not by Farah.

"Everything alright over there?" He asked slowly, standing and walking to the front of his cell. He couldn't see exactly what was going on, but he pressed his face against the bars of the cell and looked towards where his sister had been, scowling when he saw two shadowy shapes instead. Whatever had happened over there, it had to do with his sister. "Farah?"

Eli panicked a little at his sister's lack of a response. "Farah?" He asked, this time with more worry in his tone. He pressed against the bars, leaning against them as far as he could to try to see what was happening. Still, he couldn't see anything. It wasn't until the man from before came into view that Eli stepped back from the bars.

He wore a deep scowl and he crossed his arms when he saw the man. "What did you do to Farah?" He questioned, keeping a good few steps between the bars and himself, "And where are we? Why are we here?" Being stuck in a cage had severely dropped his tolerance for the man before him, and without food, he was even grumpier than he usually was.