MoM IC Contact

[khajidont]

Jaime's cell phone is more or less plugged riiiight into his brain, so he tends to pick up like 99% of the time! If not, however...

"Hey, Jaime here! Leave a message, and I'll get back to you ASAP."

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[boobwindow]

[ Sometimes it's hard for her to disregard the fact there are forces beyond them that are occasionally pulling strings. When you've had to face gods and cosmic beings you begin to believe in a lot of things. ]

Anything else happen in July?

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[khajidont]

Another information leak spreading a bunch of nasty rumors about imPorts at the last swearing in.

It was over at the Jefferson hotel and they were giving a press conference about how they were worried about Russia and they wanted everyone to be alert. Lots of propaganda everywhere that kind of thing

Protester crashed the speech and they broke his arms

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[boobwindow]

Again? These information leaks don't do a whole lot of damage as far as I know, but people sure are persistent.

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[khajidont]

It hurts the people who are mentioned. Maybe not in the long run but people have lost their jobs and it's not easy having all this stuff spread around about you.

But you're right I don't think it does the kind of lasting damage that whoever spilled it wants it to do. Not now anyway. Things are getting kinda rough in MF for imports right now

[boobwindow]

Yeah, I've had some things in the paper spread about me before. Not that it wasn't exactly false but I get it.
So information leak, followed by visions of the past and potential futures? I don't get it, but I don't like it.
Makes me think it's building to something.

[khajidont]

Maybe. I got no idea what though. It's not a good sign that someone can give us hallucinations but I'm not sure how much further it'll go

[boobwindow]

Not at all.
I'm real tired of people messing with my mind. Is Lucifer still around? I still owe him a date with my fist.

[khajidont]

As far as I know he's still around. I think everyone was so busy dealing with what happened that

I'm not actually sure if anyone went after him

[boobwindow]

Going after beings like him is never easy.

[ At least nobody's died trying to. Hopefully. ]

Is that all I've missed?

[khajidont]

More or less.

There's something else I want to talk to you about too but it can wait until you've gotten up to date with everything

[boobwindow]

You sure?
We never talk about anything fun. I'm sorry. How about I make it up to you sometime?

[khajidont]

It's fine it's nothing you have to apologize about.

[OH NO, she's being nice! But he still has to talk to her about the whole Kryptonite thing! Aghhhhh...!]

We'll do something after the next time we talk. Just tell me when you're free

[boobwindow]

Sure thing. I've got some work to catch up with and I should be good in a few days.

--> ACTION-ish!!

[khajidont]

Okay.

[And once Power Girl gets back to him, tells him that she's free, it's time to just bite the bullet and tell her.

Oh, boy. She's going to be mad, isn't she? If Superman got upset, then she'll be upset too. He doesn't want to do this, but it's the right thing to do, really, and he can't even say that he was in the right here.

Maybe she won't be that mad...?

Either way, Jaime asks to talk to her in-person, which again, isn't the thing he wants to do, but it seems much fairer than doing it over text.

Here goes nothing.]

YEAH

[boobwindow]

[ It didn't sound urgent, but their usual conversations tend to be strictly work related so Peej doesn't waste her time heading over. She lands a couple of blocks away from the housing area as she isn't in costume and she doesn't want Jaime to be caught trying to explain why there's a superheroine in the house.

A few minutes later she makes her way up the pathway and to the front door and knocks. ]

[khajidont]

Hi.

[Jaime doesn't necessarily look happy to have her here, but he's at least trying to school his expression into one that doesn't make him look like he's actually dying of dread. He manages something of a halfway point.]

C'mon in. This, um...

[He's about to say this won't take long, but it's likely that it'll take about as long as Power Girl wants it to take. Instead, he gestures to the kitchen.]

Have a seat. D'you want anything to drink?

[boobwindow]

[ She quickly denotes his expression, but says nothing yet until she's entered the house. What's gotten into Jaime to make him so skittish? Whatever it is, it can't be good. ]

I'm good for now.

[ Her hands rest against her hips. ]

It didn't sound like an emergency, but you're not looking okay.

[khajidont]

It's not an emergency! It's just, um.

[Okay, maybe small talk beforehand isn't going to happen. He leans against the kitchen counter, trying to figure out a tactful way to phrase things, and utterly failing.]

I should've told you something before that I didn't. I didn't even know it was a big deal until Superman told me it was, and I would've told you then, but you got ported out.

[Well, may as well come out with it then.]

My suit can produce Kryptonite radiation.

[boobwindow]

What did you say?

[ She heard him perfectly. In fact, before she can even pose her question she's already withdrawn a couple of steps reflexively. She stares at Jaime with her mouth hanging slightly open in shock. ]

Why do you have that?

[ Her affect is sharper and suspicious this time. ]

[khajidont]

[Whoops.

Maybe that wasn't the best way to say it. But Jaime didn't see any other way of softening it, or beating around the bush, and -- oh, this is why he doesn't keep any secrets, even if he hadn't been consciously keeping this one a secret. He's so bad at them, and even worse at confessing when he has to spit it out.

It kind of hurts to see her actually step away from him, like he'd actually use it or any of the other awful, terrible things he has, but he can't say he blames her.]

It came with the suit, just like everything else I can do. Reach tech.

[That's enough of an explanation, isn't it? The Reach had been prepared for nearly anything.]

[boobwindow]

[ She's trying to process this information while coming up with any valid reason why Jaime would keep something like this from her in the first place. They might not be close friends, but they're allies. Every time they spoke or met up with one another did it ever occur to Jaime to bring up the fact he hosts a weapon dangerous to her and Superman? ]

You never thought for a second that maybe I, of all people, would want to know about you carrying something that could hurt Superman and I?!

[khajidont]

[When she puts it like that, he just feels foolish. She's definitely mad at him, but at least he'd prepared for this part... sort of. Booster knows the extent of what he can do now, which is a step in the right direction, he thinks, but at this rate, he's going to have a whole lot of very powerful people who are very uncomfortable with him.]

No, [he says, almost meekly.] I never thought about having it, Power Girl, and I didn't even know it could hurt you guys that much until the whole dreaming thing.

[He shoves his hands in his pockets, shoulders rising up a little.]

I screwed up.

[boobwindow]

[ His answer is very likely genuine, but Peej is too riled up to even consider Jaime's words. The whole time he's had that power — what if it had fallen into the wrong person's hands? How long would he have kept this a secret anyway? ]

That's not making me feel better.

[ It's a knee-jerk reaction, but if Jaime has more weapons at his disposal he isn't aware of or knows how to control, she's worried. ]

I don't — I have no idea what to say to this, Jaime. [ She turns around to retrace her steps, heading for the door. ] This is what you wanted to talk about the last time, wasn't it?

[khajidont]

Yeah, it is. Is --

[Oh, god, is she not even going to stay and talk about it? She's even more upset than Superman was, and Superman was attacked by it, though he supposes his anger was mitigated by what he'd done to Jaime in return.

This is actually going more poorly than he'd anticipated, and it makes his stomach twist up in knots, battling between the fact that the people who know what he can do are wary of it, and the fact that they probably should be.]

...are you leaving now?

[boobwindow]

You could have told me then.

[ She turn the doorknob and pulls the door open, floating a few inches off the ground already. There's no indication she's going to slow down and talk about this today. It's too unsettling for her to want to face just yet. ]

I don't want to deal with this now.

[ She gives him one last annoyed look from over the shoulder and she takes off into the air without another word. ]