( open ) wear your bruises

[waywardkid]

who: James T. Kirk & YOU!
what: Butterfly Effect AU, in which Jim is 13 years old; good luck everyone.
when: June 13th to 24th
where: All over the Quarantine, and outside the city walls.
warnings: mayhem, insanity, probably rude and inappropriate behavior, dangerous stunts, stealing— I mean borrowing, what have you. he's a tiny devil, pretty much.


I ▹ LET'S TAKE SOME CANDY

[ To James T. Kirk, this is just another perfectly normal day.

Another perfectly normal day of being stuck in some random city on a moon he's never even heard of, but as far as he's aware, he's been here for months now, so not much is new anymore. Granted, a few people have been acting weirder than usual, but he doesn't pay it all that much mind. He just goes on with his days doing pretty much the same he's been doing so far: whatever he wants, obviously.

Because here, there's no Frank to yell at him, no mom to come from months out in space to try and tell him what he can or can't do. There's no school either (or maybe there is; he's just never bothered to go), and most of the adults can't really keep an eye on him.

Besides, he's almost fourteen. What are they gonna do, send him to his room? Yeah, screw that.

Anyway, today's been peaceful enough, and surprisingly, he's been behaving so far. Strolling through the parks and paying more attention to dogs than he does people, he sits down reading a book on some more secluded corner by a tree, or he gets himself a wrapped sandwich and an ice cream and calls that his lunch.

As he's making his way back to the communal housing, though, he comes by a very colorful and attractive candy shop, and stepping closer, he looks over the various sweets on offer. He has no more money on him, though. Which is a stupid thing to begin with— who even cares about money anymore, what an ancient system.

So really, he's just enlightening the store clerk to a new and modern way of living when he grabs one of the huge lollipops and takes off running, hearing the guy yell 'hey!' behind him, but not coming after him. Anyone else is free to stop him, though. Or take a lollipop too and join him on his great escape. ]

II ▹ LET'S STEAL A CAR

[ It's not difficult for someone like Jim to get easily bored. As many things as he can find to do around here, it gets tiring when most adults try to talk him out of more ~dangerous~ stuff, and Jim sometimes gets frustrated at being denied so much. A little pissed, too.

He's in one of those moods when he comes across this beauty. There are a few people around at first, so he acts perfectly innocently as he walks around the car, and only when the street's a little more deserted does he hop into the driver seat. Now, he's never really hotwired an old car before, but he knows how to do it in theory, so he ducks underneath the steering wheel, effectively hiding himself from view while he fumbles with the wiring, taking a little longer than in those old movies but ultimately succeeding in turning the engine on.

He sits back up, victorious grin on his face. ] Alright! [ Now someone should come join him for a joyride. ]

III ▹ LET'S JUMP OFF CLIFFS

[ Another point of interest for Jim is the wilderness just beyond the city walls. Not because he thinks it's beautiful, mind (even if it kind of is), but because going out there on hikes is fun and exciting, and he might be a little too eager to run into any creatures too. He's managed to find a stun gun back at the apartment, so evidently he's completely safe. He thinks so, anyway.

So while out there in the jungle, maybe he'll be stupid enough to try to do rock climbing; or he'll be idiotic enough to try and hop over a narrow chasm, from one steep rock to the other. He might even be insane enough to make fumbling noises, trying to scare some wild animal he finds out there, only for that to come back and bite him in the ass when said animal turns around and charges towards him.

Either way, he's probably gonna need some help here. ]

IV ▹ LET'S DO WHATEVER

[ Think of another prompt? Feel free to toss it at me! ]

Comments

[waywardkid]

[ Okay, this lady was seriously freaking crazy. Jim would probably think that neat fireball trick was awesome if it weren't for the fact that, you know, she was using it against him. Letting out a curse, he jumped back and tripped over his own feet, just narrowly managing not to land on his ass.

He glanced up at her instead, eyes wide. Then he turned around and took off running down the street again, looking for any alleyway or building he could sneak into. Provided she didn't try to burn the whole thing down. ]

[fistlogic]

*This was fun, great exercise, and generally a wonderful change of pace for her day. But seriously this guy needed to quit. Chandra was a prodigy at fire magic, even at this young age. She sighed, and drew a few hands in the air.*

*She's just going to put small walls of fire on each of the ways this guy would try to escape. No big deal. Although tapping into such power meant Chandra's hair was now aflame like when she expresses herself.*

Are you done? I just wanted to talk but you were too busy running after I paid for that candy you stole.

[waywardkid]

[ Jim just narrowly manages not to run into one of her barriers, then is faced with another as he tries to turn the other way. It doesn't take long for him to realize he's surrounded completely, and when he turns around he only ends up facing her instead. The scare of seeing her hair literally on fire has him letting out a yelp, and he stumbles back and falls on the floor.

Eyes wide, he promptly lifts up the lollipop, like that just... somehow fixes everything. (Jim please.) ]

Here! I'm sorry! I'll pay you back too, I promise!!

[fistlogic]

Huh? I don't want it, I just want to know if you're broke or stupid.

*She doesn't want his candy, she covered what he did because she figured anyone stealing candy might need help. Or they needed a lesson. She'd be stealing too but she has money here, and a job. That last one is weird for her.*

[waywardkid]

[ Well. He did just offer to pay her back, so. He's definitely not broke. (Although technically the money is Bones's.)

He opens his mouth to say something, only to realize what it'd come off as, and instead he knits his eyebrows and puffs up his chest indignantly. As if he's in a place to do that. ]

Hey! I'm not stupid! [ Nope, just reckless and idiotic. ] What's stupid is that people gotta pay for stuff. Like we're in the dark ages or something.

[fistlogic]

...People work hard to make the stuff we buy. People who are really good at making things!

*Says the single person act of destruction whose only worthwhile skill is unmaking things. With fire. Lots of fire.*

What's so stupid about appreciating the skills someone has?

[waywardkid]

[ Jim rolls his eyes at that, huffing a little. ]

Capitalism is stupid. You don't need money to appreciate people's skills, that's so backwards. Where do you come from, the Dark Ages?

[ Yes Jim insult the woman who can control fire. ]

[fistlogic]

My dad built skyships and my mother made sculptures. I have no idea what capitalism is, but I know that food costs money, and metal costs money, same goes for fuel and tools.

*Chandra wasn't at her oldest, but she did know the world worked in certain ways. She didn't like it, but good luck fixing it.*

If everyone goes around stealing what they want, you just end up with the biggest and meanest getting all the candy. And kids who can't make fire being beaten up by girls who can.

I don't think you want that.

[waywardkid]

That's capitalism— paying money for services and goods. An ancient system where I'm from.

[ Well, not as ancient as he's implying, but currency has become obsolete on Earth a few good decades ago. He shrugs at her, going on to explain since it's not something she seems to be wrapping her head around. ]

We don't use currency. Not in my planet, anyway.