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"You marked my soul..." [REMAKE] (1x1/ closed)

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Brie shrugged, "I don't know, I mean, being born in France sounds pretty cool. And being athletic and all that." She let out a sigh and nodded after she spoke. Brie didn't know why, but her nervousness was taking over her anyway… or was it waning?

When Lucky mentioned his cousins, she tilted her head a bit, trying to remember, "Oh yeah, I usually ran into them in classes and stuff. They were pretty cool. I never really talked to them much though, but that's interesting."

"Mhm, music is the hobby that I can actually express myself through and love, honestly. Hence the jewelry I guess." Brie chuckled and tried to decently choke down a bite of her fruit tart, it felt weird to eat in front of someone she had just met. It wasn't wrong, but it felt… weird. "I mean, yeah I know… I'm certified to deal with emergency things, like CPR and such, but I don't think I'd be much of a doctor, but I also study homeopathy, just for fun though."

Brie remained quiet as he resumed talking, either nodding in response or sipping her tea, listening intently. However, when superpowers were mentioned, she sharply looked up at him as if he had said something groundbreaking, then let her expression fade into the bashful smile and quickly shook her head and sipped her tea again.

When he brought up his horse, she turned to where Lucky glanced over. "No, no, it's not. Not at all. It's actually pretty cool. Sinjoro seems like a nice horse." Brie smiled and gazed at the horse for a few more seconds before turning back to him. "You know, about the superpowers, I actually do have one but it's not that… great, in a superhero way. I usually don't talk about it often, though."

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Lucky shrugged. "I guess to me, it's just where I was born. I've enjoyed Wyoming, so to me, being born here sounds pretty cool." He smiled at her. "And I'm not overtly athletic, just… competitive, I guess."

She seemed to know his cousins, sorta. "Yeah, they don't talk to a ton of people. Gotta hurry and get back to the farm after school and stuff. Makes for a small friend group."

Lucky admired the jewelry she was talking about, doing his best not to seem creepy or anything. "Makes sense. It works for you, too."

He chuckled as she complimented his horse. "Don't say that too loud, it'll go to his head." He couldn't help his eyes widening a little bit when she admitted to having one. "Sérieusement?? You mind telling me what it is?" The words were out before he'd quite registered that she seemed shy about it. "I mean-… only if you want to…" he said slowly, obviously trying to rein in his excitement since it made her uncomfortable.

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"No, no… it's okay." Brie sighed, letting her bangs fall in front of her face before brushing them back again. "Um, it's a bit hard to explain, but I can basically control other people's pain. Like telekinesis but with physical pain."
She looked up at him, "Which is why I study human anatomy and such, but since I wasn't 'qualified' to join an actual superhero group or such, I just work on it by myself."
Brie managed a smile at Lucky. "Which is also why I work here. I also don't use my power very often, but I think I've sharpened them a bit since I first got it.

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The little nervous fidget Brie did with her hair made Lucky feel for her. He hadn't meant to make her feel bad, or uncomfortable or anything like that. It was cute, too.
His eyes widened at her explanation of her powers, and he nodded quickly, when she added that's why she studied anatomy. That made sense and would make her a huge help to-
He frowned when she mentioned she wasn't 'qualified'. "Not qualified? That's ridiculous! what a load of-… ah, putain de merde, that's just-… that's stupid." He shook his head, not really mad at her, just at the people who would tell this lovely girl with a very helpful power that she wasn't worth being a hero.
He relaxed his face a bit as she finished her explanation. "Well, it's good that you're improving. You're going to do something with it one day, right? Like something in caregiving or the medical field?" A power like that would have so many uses, he could see endless possibilities for her. This… this little coffee shop was cute and all, and it paid the bills, but… this couldn't be what she was content with for her life.

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The young barista sighed again, this time shaking her head. "I mean, I'm genuinely happy working here. The pay and job itself is pretty decent, and this is one of my dream jobs…"

She toyed with a strawberry with her fork before putting it in her mouth, "Besides, I can only hurt people with the power anyway. Also, aside from the power, I personally don't think I'd be really cut out for the medical field."

Brie chuckled, stirring her chai. "But I can use it for self-defense, I just don't have many opportunities to do that. Which is good, but y'know…" She shrugged and stirred the tea again before drinking some more.

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(just a heads up, he's gonna be rude for a bit. not sure how else I'd get her to hit him, yanno?)

Lucky had to work hard not to stare at her when she said she was happy working at the coffee shop. Not because it was a bad place, but…
If he had that kind of power, there was so much he could do. So many people he could help. Controlling pain and internal organs would have been such a help to his dad, and Lucky was having a hard time not feeling like she was wasting her power.

He looked away from her, a sudden rush of emotions mixing in his head. He suddenly didn't like the conversation anymore.
"Yeah, well. Good for you." His frustration leaked into his voice more than he meant for it to, and he had to keep looking away from her in order to not make it look like he was being hostile.

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(Actually…. I have a slightly different idea in mind but keep going like that. 😉👍🏽)

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(oh boy. Now I'm nervous ;)

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(he he ;D)

Brie tilted her head at Lucky's slight change of emotions, "Hey, you good?" She set her chai tea back onto the table and leaned a bit forward, confusion leaking onto her face. "Was it something I said?"

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Lucky began fidgeting, watching his hands. "Yeah, kinda… I just…" A memory of his dad flashed through his head, and his anger grew. He looked up at her, his eyes lacking the gentleness he'd always looked at her with. "I just think it's kinda wrong to not do more with your powers. There are more ways to help than you think, and there are a lot of people who would give anything to have the kind of power you've got. So doing nothing with it is just… it's kinda awful, frankly." He didn't look away, holding her eye contact this time.

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Brie stared into his now cold eyes, his words piercing deep inside her fleshy heart. Her mind was torn between nodding and agreeing with him or fighting back.
For now, she held her wide-eyed gaze, obviously taken aback by the sudden change of 'vibes.' Her eyes softly narrowed as she lowered her tone and kept her eye contact with his.

"Since when does it matter to you what I do or don't do with my power? You're not my family, so if you feel disappointed in me in one way or another, that's your problem, not mine." Brie felt her mind melting under the heat of her long-suppressed emotions but kept glaring into his eyes, nonetheless. "I'm an adult, I can do whatever I need or want to do with my life."

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"It is my problem, isn't it? That's exactly right. Your selfishness on this matter causes problems for other people, and you don't seem to care." Lucky looked down, thinking about his dad dying and how that was his problem. Brie couldn't have helped, of course, but someone like her could have, and for someone in the future, her power could save lives. But no, she was content to-… to serve coffee. To be a barista. There was so much potential there, but she couldn't see it, and that made him mad.
Her further selfishness in asserting she could do whatever she wanted with her life was too much. He stood, placed his hands on the tabletop, and leaned forward towards her. "Must be nice. Other people don't have such luxuries, specifically because people like you decide to do nothing with that freedom and that power. Other adults, who should be free to do whatever they want, just like you, wind up sick, dead, or dying instead. I hope your freedom is worth it, connasse."

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Lecture after lecture. It seemed like her childhood all over again. Not that her childhood was that rough, but his tone definitely rubbed her in all the wrong ways. The fact that he stood up and leaned toward her just made the tension ten times worse. Brie felt like he was trying to assert dominance and further prove his point… hell, he fricking was.

The chair almost fell from under her as she matched his gaze. She wasn't backing down, and she definitely wasn't his submissive little girl. With her parents, it was different. They deserved respect, this… person, obviously needed a bitch slap on the face. Her left hand curled into a fist as she maintained eye contact with him. The last word he said in French caused her to wrinkle her face in momentary confusion, "Connasse? The fuck does that mean?" Her eyes widened in sudden realization as her fist tensed, her tone becoming more hostile, "Did you just call me a bitch? Just because I can't speak French, doesn't mean I can figure the goddamn language out. And like I said, what I do or don't do with my power is none of your damn business, alright?" Brie barely restrained herself from lifting her hand and physically assaulting him one way or another and took a shallow breath, not even looking away from his gaze for a second.

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(I would just like to point out that youre making my soft boi be mean, and he's bad at this XD )

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(haha sorry about that, he's actually not too bad at it. XD)

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Lucky chuckled, but it wasn't a pleasant sound. Not like his nervous laugh or the more genuine one he'd used with her before. No, this one was the sound of a person dealing with all kinds of grief in all the wrong ways at the moment.
It was demeaning, and heralded his next words. "Well, then excuse my French, you pute bete de pouffe et tas de merde." He saw movement and glanced down at her clenched fist, smirking this time. The smirk was even more unpleasant than the chuckle.

Somewhere in the back of his head, the part of Lucky that had done very little swearing in his life was recoiling from the situation. The part of him that really actually liked Brie was pulling at him, trying to draw him back. The decent part of him, which was most of him, was saying this was wrong, he should take it all back and apologize, he had no right and no reason to say or do any of this.

But his heart could only see his dad's smiling face, mixed with images of his father's cold dead body in the casket, and that was the part of him that was angry.

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(haha sorry about that, he's actually not too bad at it. XD)

(oh, but its SO out of character. I've never written him swearing at anything XD )

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(haha sorry about that, he's actually not too bad at it. XD)

(oh, but its SO out of character. I've never written him swearing at anything XD )

(oof… now i feel even worse for him, lol.)

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The guy that was just smiling and chatting with her casually, now decided to slash her heart into pieces, and even had the audacity to grin like that. At this rate, Brie was not going to let any of it slide, not for anything in the world.
The girl uncurled her fist. Couldn't the idiot realize that she could just stop his heart right there and then without even touching him? Or even make him stop breathing, or- the possibilities were pretty much endless for her.

Brie tried to think of something vaguely fast, but muscle memory led her to violently press her right thumb to the middle of her left palm, hopefully causing him to feel as if somebody had violently punched him right between his ribs, if anything, momentarily knocking some air out of his lungs. She glared at him, ready if she needed to keep going.

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(sorry Lucky… (T-T))

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If she'd picked anywhere else on Lucky's body, he'd probably have been doubled over on pain, realizing his mistakes.
But Brie picked his chest. The one place already in so much pain, he barely noticed.
Lucky's chest had hurt everyday for 9 months since his dad had died. Every single day, he woke up with a lump in his throat and a deep ache in his ribcage.
Her phantom punch hit him, but other than suddenly being short of breath, he hardly reacted. He held her eye contact, and just mumbled. "If that's your power, you'd be better just hitting me."
He was also aware, now, that he was talking to the type of girl who would use her power to hurt people when she was mad. If he'd been thinking clearly, he'd have recognized that as villain behavior.

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(I did just realize that the least likely thing is for her to hit him XD but still)

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((^-^ )> Yeah, lol…)

Brie drew in a shuddering breath. Did he lie about not having a power? Was he immune to hers? The impact had clearly hit him, had it? The cascade of questions vigorously flooded her mind. As much as she tried to keep her glare, they seemed to leak out of her widened eyes. The agonizing temptation of just punching him to bits intensified, however the only things restraining her from curling her fingers back into a fist were the last few strands of reasoning in her brain and the thought of being further humiliated, or worse, injured.

The flame returned to her gaze as the ounce of determination sharpened in the depths of her locked mind. Backing down was no longer an option, not at the moment. The opportunity was in the palm of her hand, and Brie was not going to let it slip through her fingers like she had done before.

She slightly moved her right thumb to her left ring finger, focusing intently into Lucky's eyes. This time it wasn't as if she was trying to intimidate him, it was as if she was staring further into him, reaching into the depths of his brain and piercing its tender interior with a million barbed needles.
If she could channel the piercing migraine, intensifying every eight seconds to the point that it disorients him enough, she could let her power rest and go from there. If not… it didn't matter yet, this tactic had to work, it simply had to. It just had to.

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Lucky kept the stare locked in. At this point, it was a battle of wills, and Brie had turned it into a fight between his willpower and her superpower. Lucky was stubborn. The last year or so had taught him, as much as the rest of his life, that stubbornness and standing firm in the face of everything that came at you was really the only way to keep who you were when the world tried to pull it away. He was aware, in this case, that it wasn't that deep; Brie wasn't trying to rip away his life and his wellbeing.

But she was attacking him. Sure, he'd said some angry words, but she was the one who had decided to respond with physical violence. She was the one who wouldn't use her power to help people, but would clearly use it to hurt people and exert power over them. And that was just… so wrong, in Lucky's mind.

So he clamped down. He could feel the pressure mounting behind his eyes, feel a huge headache coming on, but he just did what he'd done a million times before. His head felt like when someone had kicked him in the head in muay thai practice, or when someone had locked in a serious chokehold in BJJ, or whenever else someone had attacked his head in practice or competition.

He made sure his weight was steady so he didn't fall over, and kept his glare focused.

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(bro, idk if i can execute my idea at this rate… Lucky is pretty strong…)

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(oof… Sorry. He's pretty used to being in physical pain :/ what do you need him to do for your plan to happen?)

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Brie knew he was receiving her blow; he was just good at dealing with it. He most likely a high pain tolerance, and if she waited at least another minute, the pain would become almost unbearable. The girl took a slight step back and removed the migraine from him at a dizzying speed.
At this rate, she had forgotten what they had been arguing about in the first place and it could have only gotten worse for her if she had kept going with the streams of supernatural power. She couldn't afford to waste it on one person.

She took a deep breath and looked down at her hands, "Sorry… I didn't mean to actually hurt you. 'Bout we call it even?" Brie lifted her eyes to look up at him again. Her mind relaxed a bit, she wasn't backing down, she simply was avoiding any further problems, that was all. She still hadn't sat back down; the little strand of stubbornness was still lingering in the back of her mind.

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(oof… Sorry. He's pretty used to being in physical pain :/ what do you need him to do for your plan to happen?)

(actually nvm, i think i can do something now, dw about it. (^^''))

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(if youre sure)

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Lucky was on the verge of deciding he'd had enough of this whole mess, when she let up. The pain in his head disappeared as Brie took a step back.
The pain in his chest, as usual, did not. She wanted to call it even, despite the fact that Lucky hadn't really done anything to her other than call her out on her selfishness.

The sudden realization that this had been a date was what made Lucky relax. He stepped back from her as well, breaking the eye contact and looking down as he gathered up his stuff. "Calling it even sounds fine." He gave a slight whistle, and Sinjoro looked up. The horse pulled his tether loose and trotted over, nuzzling his rider. He could tell Lucky was hurting and upset. "I'm sorry I made you so angry you felt physical violence was necessary." Lucky said quietly, still not looking at her. He rolled the half-eaten Honey-Roll back into its wrapper and stuck it in one of the small saddle bags, intent on leaving. This had been a bad idea. Brie was beautiful, even in the midst of them fighting, but he hadn't bothered to get to know her. He'd just asked out the first girl who gave him butterflies.
Clearly a lesson he'd needed to learn.