The City of Ipses

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Laifan

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#61
“I see…”

He wasn’t really surprised Damian had never been to such a place - it hardly seemed the kind of place the other man would pursue of his own will. He pondered idly what the would man would enjoy here. The craziest rides like the rollercoaster were out of the list because he tended to get sick in those and he could hardly picture Damian in such a setting. The haunted manor...to put it simply he wasn’t crazy about getting spooked and had the tendency to accidentally activate his quirk when too surprised. Well, at least others might believe in an actual poltergeist if stuff started flying around unexpectedly.

He looked around until his eyes fell on the stands with the mini-games for prizes. The type of place was usually overpriced but that was something he gathered would be a new experience for Damian without it being too overwhelming. Luckily it wasn’t impossibly crowded, with most children being attracted first by the carrousels nearby and also the food stands.

“Let’s try winning something over there?”

He was opting for the shooting game - he remembered not being half bad at it as a kid. Well he’d been better than Steve, which might not mean much since his friend had been really bad at it.

As expected, the fee for three tries each was steep. They were each handed a faux shotgun to shoot at the center of the target for the prize they’d prefer to win. Aslan tilted his head as he chose his target. There were all sorts of soft toys depicting animals. He settled for one of a black cat with blue eyes, getting in position and aiming at the target. He guessed that Damian would be able to win this easily enough if he so wished. He could too, for that matter. But it was more fun this way.
 

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#62
"Aright," Damian agreed, following Aslan over to the rows of booths. There were a wide variety lining the side of the road, each attended by a costumed worker. Only a few of them had visitors, playing the various games. One young man was bouncing a basketball in the ground, before trying to toss it through the ring at the back of the booth. It bounced twice off the edge of the hoop, before falling off the side and rolling down the net back to the attendant, who tossed the ball back to the player to try again.

Most of the games seemed to work similarly, including the shooting booth that Aslan led Damian to. The gun looked like a long, brown rifle, except, instead of shooting bullets, it fired dime sized red caps that were supposed to knock stuffed animals off of shelves. After paying, the attendant handed both him and Aslan the guns.

As Aslan took aim, Damian watched both him and the gun. He'd never used the weapons before, hardly feeling the need when they were so ineffective in comparison to his own abilities. The few times he'd come into confrontation with villains who did wield guns instead of using their own abilities, he tended to just disassemble the weapons before they could be put to any use.

Almost unconsciously, Damian established a field around him as he raised the gun to take aim. However, a split-second later, and he caught sight of the sign with large red letters that sat at the back of all of the game booths.

"NO QUIRKS"

Of course, Damian's ability was far too subtle for even high-end government technology to be able to detect his spaces, especially so if they were inside the field and therefore under his control, to say nothing of the little gizmos the carnival had installed. All the same, after a moment's consideration, Damian released the field, and took aim with the gun once more.

His first shot few wildly off mark, even more so considering the fact that Damian didn't really know what he'd been aiming for. The attendant quickly stepped forward to swap Damian's gun with a loaded one, but Damian paused before taking his second shot, choosing to watch Aslan instead.
 

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#63
Aslan held the fake gun with way more confidence than he would have if it had been a real one. Even though he hadn’t been to such a place in ages, he was now clearly reliving the last time he’d played such a game, as he held the gun just so and took aim at his intended target. The first shot was close enough to the center, but didn’t quite make it.

He paused idly to watch Damian’s attempt and blinked at the wild miss. Just then he noticed the large ‘No Quirks’ sign and the basic surveillance equipment they’d set up. He figured it was normal for someone not to be particular good at this kind of thing in their first attempt.

He smiled softly at the dark haired man before taking aim again, trying to ignore the fact the other was watching him, probably to try to figure out how to shoot. He tried to take his mind off things as he gazed at his target intently and pressed the trigger. He blinked when he managed to hit the center and the small cat doll prize fell through to the box under the target. Aslan grinned at his victory and handed the small toy over to Damian.

“Here, um, would you like to have it?” He asked tentatively, thinking only too late how silly it must be to be given a plushie as if he were a girl.

“If you want to, I can show you how to shoot?”

He ignored the unfriendly look from the stall's owner - of course, if people taught each other they'd win more prizes and require less tries at shooting.
 

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#64
"Nice shot," Damian praised, as the attendant also offered Aslan some rote congratulations, before returning with the blue-eyed black cat and setting it down on the counter in front of them. Damian turned his attention back to the gun, lifting it and half-heartedly taking aim, before he suddenly noticed Aslan pick up the toy and offer it to him. Damian promptly set down the pop gun, receiving the toy.

It was slightly stiff, but the fur was soft. It sat cutely on its haunches, overlarge head slightly unbalanced, big blue eyes filled with sparkles. He unconsciously petted the space between its eyes with one finger as it sat in his hand. "Thank you," he said softly, the words unconsciously bringing a small smile to his lips.

A second later and he delicately set the small animal down on the counter, before picking up the pop gun again. "Yeah. Show me how to use this thing."
 

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#65
Aslan relaxed as he saw the genuine smile on Damian’s face and silently vowed to try to make the other smile more.

“I’m not an expert, but if you place your hands just so…”

He stood behind the dark haired man, gently showing him how to hold the gun and how to aim.

“Make sure you keep the gun steady as you aim..:” He whispered right next to the other’s ear. It was difficult to keep socially acceptable distance when showing someone how to hold a gun and shoot. He was painfully aware of their bodies’ proximity as he explained the other man what to do. He chose a target at random - the one that seemed to be at the best angle. Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed a small lion whose mane reminded him of his own unruly hair. It had a comically morose expression and he gathered he didn’t look much different from it when he had to wake up extra early for his morning shifts at the station.

“Got it? Try now..:”

He said, stepping back so Damian could shoot on his own. They’d gotten enough sideway glances from the stand’s owner as it was. Luckily, the man was momentarily distracted by some kids on the stand next to theirs blatantly using their quirks.
 
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#66
As Damian took aim with the gun again, he allowed Aslan's voice and gentle touch to slowly correct his hold on the gun, while a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He could almost feel the heat radiating off of the other man's face at their close proximity, but Alsan still carefully and attentively guided him.

Once Aslan had finished positioning him, Damian pulled the trigger. The cork flew out, striking the foot of a black sheep, which spun slightly, but ultimately didn't fall off the shelf.

At the very least it was a helpful piece of data, Damian decided. He still hadn't been sure what he'd been aiming at, but seeing where he'd been directing the gun and where the cork actually hit did him a lot to tell him about how this little game was supposed to work, beyond the obvious.

"Very close," the attendant praised politely, before taking Damian's empty gun and offering him a re-loaded one. "Here's your third shot. Best of luck."

"I think I got this now," Damian commented softly. He leveled the gun in front of him, taking aim, almost at random, at a pink mouse with big ears and a curly tail. One slow breath later, and he pulled the trigger.

The cork collided an instant later with the center of a stuffed animal's chest, sending it skidding off the back of the shelf and down to the net. Damian had to keep himself from tsking. That was not what he'd been aiming for. Instead of hitting the pink mouse, his cork had struck a grumpy yellow lion, one shelf down and over three animals to the right of the one he'd been aiming for. He almost wondered if the gun the attendant had given him was defective.

Not that it really mattered to him. It was nothing but a silly game, and at least he'd gotten something from it for Aslan's money. The attendant quickly handed over the yellow lion, and Damian petted it's ruffled mane for a moment before offering it to Aslan. "I suppose that makes this yours?" he asked the other man with a lopsided smile.
 
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#67
Aslan stepped back to let Damian have some space and watched intently as he tried once again. The next try was almost successful.

“You almost got it.” He said, trying to sound encouraging.

He hovered nearby as Damian took aim again and blinked when he hit the lion instead of the pink mouse he’d apparently been aiming for. Well, at least he’d managed to win a prize on his third attempt, which was very hard to achieve with no experience.

He looked at the dark haired man when he offered him the lion. That smile made him feel as if he had a swarm of butterflies in his stomach and he automatically smiled as well, accepting the plushie handed to him.

“Thanks! I’ll treasure it!”

He looked around for a bit, searching for their next destination. They were nearby. He pointed to the giant ferris wheel.

“Want to get a ride on the ferris wheel next?”

With some luck they’d get their own pod. This seemed to be the quietest ride among all of them and it would allow them some privacy to talk.

If not for Chris’ visit , this would have been like a regular date. As it was, the man’s words were still an echo in his mind, much as he was trying to get his mind off it. When he talked to Damian about it, he hoped that would ease that weight...if the other could forgive him for agreeing to aid his friend, that was.
 

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Not a big fan of purely realistic stories. I want something more than real life in my plots please!
#68
"Alright," Damian agreed, handing over his empty gun to the attendant one last time, before scooping up the black kitten he'd set down on the counter. "Let's go."

The attendant opened his mouth slightly as the two began to walk away, likely wondering whether or not he should remind them that Aslan still had one shot left. However, like Damian, the attendant apparently decided that they'd both won prizes and Aslan didn't seem to care, so there was no point in mentioning it.

The line for the ferris wheel was not as long as many of the roller coasters, but there was still a good collection of people waiting for their opportunity to enter the ride. And while it might not be as exciting as the roller coasters, Damian thought it deserved the attention. After all, it was easily the tallest attraction in this part of the park, and would provide a nice view of not only the rest of the amusement park, but the surrounding neighborhood as well.

Damian glanced over at Aslan as they got in line, still absentmindedly stroking the stuffed cat. "Everything you hoped it'd be?" he asked, lips quirking in amusement.
 
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#69
He smiled at the dark haired man at the question, poking the small plushie he was holding.

“Well, I wasn't counting on gaining a fellow grumpy companion for my early mornings…” He held it next to his face for comparison. “I guess we kinda look alike…” At least his hair was just as hard to tame.

They didn't have to wait long in line to be ushered into a pod. They got one for themselves, as the attendants saw the group of six kids next to them and either decided to spare them having to share the tight space with the rowdy group or, most likely, eight people would be going past the pod's limit. Whatever the reason, at least they'd have some peace and quiet on the ferris wheel.

Aslan sat on the uncomfortable seat, drilling his fingers on his knees idly. There wasn't much to do here except appreciate the very slowly changing scenery, chat or- his eyes fell on their neighboring pod where a couple was very engaged with each other. His cheeks flushed and he immediately peeled his eyes away, as if the sight burned them. Okay, perhaps this hadn't been his best decision? What if Damian thought he'd suggested this ride for that purpose…

His phone vibrating distracted him from the barrage of panicking thoughts and he frowned a bit when he saw Steve's name. He'd told him he was going on a date and Steve never disturbed him during those. He apologized to Damian as he checked the text, thinking it might be an emergency.

So, have you kissed him yet?:kiss:

“Whaaaa-?!”

Whatever loose strands of hair immediately flew off his face, eyes flashing golden briefly as he accidentally activated his quirk. He did a quick juggling act for his phone and stuffed toy, as his telekinesis threatened to send both items flying. He stuffed his phone back in his jacket’s pocket, cheeks aflame, as he grumbled about idiotic friends and how he should have dumped him twenty years ago.
 
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