abraxaslogs | It's not a real party until something's broken! (Open/Closed Prompts)

"So... it can be a lot of things but because your heart is all over the fucking map it just, what, a problem?" Abby muses a little in her head. He didn't offer much she could really go on. cryptic would be the word. How to return the favor and be helpful. "Lean into it."

Abby leaned forward on the roof, legs dangling off the side of the building. She planted her hands on either side of the edge then her hair started to flow 'back' as if gravity was no longer from the ground, but from somewhere behind them. And she just casually dragged herself over the edge of the roof to sit on the wall.

"Not here, you could do some damage or something. But on the Horizon just- let yourself sit in that power, go as far as you like with you emotions, and see what it can do then? That's where I practiced doing this shit." See she wasn't just showing off by sitting on the side of a building like it was nothing. It was a show of what exploring your limits somewhere that dying just really hurts offers. This is way easier after practice.

"Then maybe you can see if you can read minds, float rocks, any of that other shit."

A problem is one way to put it, yeah. Finn was about to say as much and remark on this lean into it idea, when she suddenly just... went over the edge. It was so slow and smooth a transition that he almost thinks he watched the whole thing in slow motion. But no, she stopped to sit on the wall, defying gravity again like it's second nature.

Finn pretended he didn't nearly have a heart attack and tuned back into the conversation.

And honestly, what she says makes a lot of sense. Istredd had said something similar, and others like Erik have tried to encourage him. Finn's always taken the advice in stride, always put it on the back burner, but this is the first time he actually considers it. Like really considers it.

Lean into it, huh?

"That's not a bad idea. I think I'll give it a shot." If only he knew where to begin, but that's probably what practice is for. "Was it easy to transition from the Horizon to here? Didn't it feel different or something?"

Abby's little smirk was proof what she did had the intent of being terrifying but educational. It's fun to see people react to what she can do. It's a nice pick-me-up.

"It's not a replacement for the real world. Muscle memory or whatever the equivalent is with magic, so you'll need to do it again here. It's all about trial and error." Your body not doing what you're doing limits things. And it isn't limited to just- practice not building muscles. Human brains do weird shit to make it easier to do things again with practice. "But fixing damage I do on the Horizon is easier than if I had to pay for breaking shit here."

"It feels like the real world, but when you try it in the real world it's like you've never done it before. Think- like you're a little drunk, or trying to walk but your leg's all cramped up." Neither were good explanations. But she hoped the point got across. It'll be just a little wrong, just a little less sure, no matter how hard you worked on it in the Horizon. "But that's a future problem, right now you need to see how far your- vague powers, can go. Right?"

Abby raises some good points, and Finn appreciates the honesty that she gives about the differences between the Horizon and here, doesn't really try to sugar coat it. The way she compares it makes perfect sense to Finn, too.

"Like doing something in a dream before trying to do it in reality." It's not phrased as a question, but there's his guess of what that must feel like. Maybe he'll start small, learn the differences as he goes.

Maybe. Like she said, it's a future problem. The Force is all about spirituality, he's pretty sure. So if he can connect to it properly in the Horizon, that should translate here. Probably.

"You're right." Finn leans back on his hands, thinking the whole thing through. "And it makes sense. At the very least, it sounds like it can't hurt to try... Unless I somehow destroy the Horizon. That would be my luck."

He's gonna try, anyway.

"I wouldn't worry about that," Abby offered, a little cryptic because she doesn't know for sure how bad it'd be if the Singularity could be broken like a piñata. She's sure it'd be bad, but maybe it'd also kill all of the military efforts in all three factions.

And it'd prevent anyone else from arriving.

"And given you're here, I doubt you're that lucky." Twisting what was very clearly an attack on his own life into a positive. She's the queen of self-deprecation, she can see it in others. That's her attempt at being kind, as bad as she is at it.

"There's not a lot of this place you can control, so knowing all you can about yourself and what you can do is really the best sort of self-care you can get." Abby dusts her hands on her thighs and stands (yes still on the wall). "Thanks for burning some of your day listing to me bitch about my bullshit."

Maybe he isn't that lucky. Finn chuckles and takes her comment about self-care to heart, already making plans to go through the exact things she's suggested to him this evening.

"Thanks for letting me listen," he answers back with a smile, fully sincere and genuine. It was a good conversation. Somehow, one of the most enlightening since he got here.

But he doesn't think that went both ways, really. "I'd love to listen to more if you ever have any." Sometimes, an ear is all he can provide, and he has to believe that helps on some level.

Sincerity is weird, she looks dubious of it but... she doesn't have any evidence to doubt it either. Try. She has to at least try, right? Try to trust.

Baby steps.

"Oh, I think between who I am, and where I am, there will always be more bullshit." She's a seventeen year old ripped away from her whole life, into a world regularly in peril, with magic and monsters. Something can, and will, always go wrong.

Still, she smiled with that last line, waving lazily as she started down the side of the building. Like that's a perfectly normal way to leave.

It's not a real party until something's broken! (Open/Closed Prompts)

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