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Syd(ney) Barrett (_donttouch) wrote,

If this were a book or movie, all the hypotheticals would be fun! As it was their lives, less fun and more just confusing sometimes. And complicated. But there wasn’t much to be done about it; they were who they were – mutant complications on top of human ones – and dealt with it all as best as they could. Even when the complications, from either side, threw curveballs. ..Right? Right.

The analogy made sense, and vaguely reminded her of a terrible joke. A riverboat guide was taking tourists along the river in a jungle, where they see a tiger on the riverbank. ‘This kind of tiger is extremely agile and can jump over twenty feet, folks.’ But before the guide’s customers can panic, the guide reassures them. ‘But we’re perfectly fine! After all, we’re only fifteen feet away.’ In this case, apparently Sydney was the tiger that would make that joke actually work. “So I could just be learning on accident what I can do. Or it could be a fluke.” Snorting quietly and moving to stretch her shoulders, she nodded. “Another bit of homework to figure out which one.” Ever the bookish delinquent, she loved learning and hated the work that went into it. Osmosis learning would have been an amazing mutant power.

“Yeah,” if they excluded Kerry from the equation, then Rudy would have been number two. She looked over at David and then back to Oliver, bringing up idle conversation the duo had earlier. “We were guessing that maybe, since it all went sideways, at least some consciousnesses went seeking out safer grounds?” The Loudermilks, herself and David, safety in one another.

“Or maybe necessary grounds?” Oliver, who looked to be doing well after being able to access his memories thanks to Ptonomy, super science and beatnik attitude. Rudy who seemed the safest bet to deal with the craziness of having other people in his head. She wondered whether that was true, or if there’d be any later repercussions. Poor Ptonomy and Melanie, who either both got stuck by virtue of the Musical Chairs game or needed or wanted experience on the other side of the coin. But it was all just a theory, as much as anything else was.

And it still didn’t put her any closer to how to fix this.

Unless..she thought about it, particularly Cary and Kerry, and hummed a little in thought. "So, if this is mental and physical, the switching..and I think about letting people be me..then would it work opposite? Me urging them to be...them? Like a magnet." Hence the Loudermilk thoughts. "Flip the magnet and they repel."