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[aeturnus]

who: Cain (Jacob Kane) [aeturnus] / You!
what: Catch-all for the rest of the month
where: Floor Six, out in the city, Gramarye
when: July 15th-31st
warnings: n/a, will edit as necessary. pls tell me what he'd see on your character, though!

Floor Six.
[ Cain's not one much to outright bug people in their home turf. Unfortunately for the people that live on the sixth floor of communal housing, it's also his home turf and so he's definitely made himself comfortable in the meanwhile. For quite some time now, he's had a table set up in the corner of the central room with various bits and bobs and inventions — more recently, they've begun to take more concentrated shapes such as a briefcase or something circular of the same size. There's a notebook laying on the disc and, for those who know technical jargon, it appears to be working out methodology for allowing the objects to go down and up in size without harming the structural integrity. It notes his own laptop as the first example which is probably why this isn't all typed down in the first place.

There's a small bear that accompanies Cain around the floor half the time, has been around since mid-June when he recovered from the Chalice's power, strange but perhaps not too strange for where they all are right now. It speaks in simple utterances but appears to enjoy all the floormates, especially if they feel like giving it food. Where is it the other half of the time??? Good question.

Aside from that, most days he cooks for himself and others if asked. His cooking skills are fantastic, definitely above bar even when he's just making something quick, and he never really minds sharing. Once a week, however, he seems to plan something more specific and even starts setting up the making of a cheesecake; when he puts that one in the freezer to set, he puts a note on saying it's off-limits. Weird!

Other than that he's probably got a lot of books around his bed and always seems to be doing... something even if it's quiet. Finding him truly at rest and unbusy is near to impossible. At least he still sleeps sometime, at the very reasonable hours of 4-9AM. ]

Out & About.
[ There's a lot of time spent out in the city. When he isn't working on his job, projects, magic lessons, physical training, or language lessons for friends, he's wandering. It's about 40/60 since not everything is done all at once or on the same days and he knows how to structure himself. There's still too much to see in the city and more often than not he wanders just to cement the buildings and businesses in his mind, keeping an eye out for anything new or places that may have shut down or changed due to people being relocated or going home.

There's some of that, but not as much as he'd hope or expect.

Still, he forges on and keeps an eye out. Things happen all the time and he'd rather not miss it. Or at least he'd rather be there in person because inevitably everything ends up on the internet. Sometimes he'll even have purpose, such as shopping for groceries or checking out various tech shops as if he can discern their secrets just from window-shopping. ]

Gramarye.
[ Cain's here once or twice a week for multiple reasons. Much as his world is about as magical as a brick (ghosts and Reapers aside), he's found an aptitude for it within himself and takes lessons from Victor von Doom and Lucretia. So, of course, he stops by and peruses their books where he can.

Most notably he's been helping Lucretia with her project to collate information on various worlds' magical influences and how casting works there, so sorry not sorry if you get stopped to answer a few questions or maybe they just need some clarification on a statement you already made? Or maybe he's just hogging the copier because Lucretia takes Many, Many Notes and he needs versions of them for himself too.

He's probably hogging the copier the most, tbh. ]

For Loki (616).
[ Although Cain's notably been avoiding showing up to Tony's lab directly, after sending that game-like testing application to Tony (okay, maybe it really is just a game pretending to be something useful), he stops by to see if it's helped on the progress of the actual things. Unannounced because it's more of a work location than a home location and he figures if Tony's general attitude and work ethic are to base anything off of, he's probably there, right? Right.

So he shows up, laptop-phone-ridiculous-thing in his pocket and a few things he's been working on in his bag. That it doesn't seem occupied at first glance is surprising, but he'll go ahead and enter anyway. Not like a security system is really going to do much more than alert people he's here. That's the whole point. ]

Hey... Tony?

Wildcard!
[ Think of a scenario I didn't? Hit me up here. If you aren't sure whether it's cool or not, find me at biomagnet, biomagnet#1925 @ disco, or PM me! ]

Comments

[ikols]

[ Friday is very helpful when it comes to things like security, the whole workshop is a safe-zone for Loki like a fox with a bolt-hole whenever his den at the apartments feels more like he's sharing with hounds. He likes the single bed and meagre amenities, the way the fridge reflects whatever leftovers from meals he and Tony may have recently shared, and how it's also a place of learning for a godling who in a previous life scorned technology and learned little as a result.

It soothes his emotions and keeps his thoughts active, so he stays there when needs be. Tony hasn't kicked him out, so ... so far, so good. ]

Who are you?

[ What he doesn't appreciate is Friday's weird sense of AI humour in failing to let him know when they have visitors, so he has to stand there half-naked in undone jeans (he was brushing his teeth after a nap and luckily put on pants, the world can't judge him!!) staring at someone he only vaguely recognises off the network. ]

Um, Tony's out.

[aeturnus]

[ Uh-huh. Cain's not above assuming computers might be out to get him when Tony's admitted to having made AI. Even his own phone has some kind of facsimile of it no matter how much Cain protested on that much.

What he doesn't expect is for that AI to let him in knowing someone else is here. Or that someone else might be here at all. What is he supposed to do with that? Hard to say, because from what he's seen on the network and heard in passing he's pretty sure this is the other Loki? Maybe? There's physical resemblance and the voice sounds familiar but he won't make automatic assumptions anyway. ]

Jacob Kane. Just meant to talk to Tony about something I sent him earlier. I didn't expect him to have people over.

[ikols]

[ Itching his chest, Loki waves idly to the empty workshop. His gaze lingers on Jacob, flicking up and down curiously. ]

I was crashing here, I don't know when he'll be back. You had best wait for him, I'm not a messenger service.

[ He turns to head back the way he came, ducking out of sight briefly to grab a tshirt. It gets hauled on with a few quick tugs as he returns, pacing on bare feet. ]

You're the man Widowmaker saved, yes? When she broadcast to the network.

[aeturnus]

[ Cain doesn't wait for Loki to come back before he moves to one of the tables in the workshop and sets his bag there, turns around in time to see Loki return. Oh okay, that's definitely going to follow him for a while but it isn't that hard to talk about.

It was just one bullet, after all. ]

Yeah, that was me. My luck has always been the worst. And you are...?

[ikols]

Loki of Asgard, Earth-616. Aesir, God of Mischief.

[ Waving that aside, he meanders over to the bag that Cain has set down and peers at it, curiosity obvious as he stands closer than before. ]

What've you both been working on? Turret business? He's all about those turrets.

Floor Six

[smokedout]

[Today's one of those lazy days where Dodger ran out of things to do much too early, so of course he went to go bother Cain before dinner was ready... but his phone had died shortly before he'd decided to go down, so he's bringing his robotic malinois along in case he gets any messages while he's away from his work.

Since Brink is just barely too short to comfortably teleport around with him, Dodger is actually walking when he comes into the kitchen and sits at attention, his dog following along and laying down at his feet - they've both managed to make little to no noise, so Cain might not have noticed them until Dodger speaks.]

What's for dinner, Jake?

[aeturnus]

[ If he didn't notice Dodger entering, there's hardly any indication in Cain's body language when Dodger shows up. It's a thing you get used to when your brother and all your descendants turn into ghosts that linger once they die and inevitably start bothering him or hanging out for one reason or another. You just stop jumping eventually. ]

What, you don't want to skip straight to dessert? I guess we can do dinner proper tonight, too.

[smokedout]

You were gonna cheat me out with just dessert? I thought we were friends.

[Wow, is that a joke? An honest-to-god, non-bitter joke? This truly is a miracle. Dodger even lets out a little laugh before leaning back in his chair.]

Hey - is there a homemade version of burgers? Think that'd be any good?

[aeturnus]

[ Cain just laughs back because he's somehow on the fast-track for Dodger's super crazy hidden soft side, and it only looks like he's warming up. That said, he considers the question and leans back on the counter. ]

Yeah, generally you put it out on a grill, though. For authenticity. I might be able to fry something up here if that's what you're really looking for.

Out & About.

[thegreatninja]

Look Out!

[A voice echoes through the air, followed shortly by a small ninja. Yuffie had been running across the rooftops when she'd decided to jump down to the street. What she isn't expecting is for someone to be standing in her landing area. Her frame twists in mid-air as she narrowly misses crashing into Cain and lands behind him instead.

She hits the ground at a roll before coming to stand on her feet.]

Made it!

[Yuffie flashes Cain a grin. She's short and dressed suspiciously like a ninja. She'd just come off of work at the perimeter guard so there is a green jacket tucked into her belt. She doesn't like wearing uniforms so she just keeps it with her to prove that she's working.]

Hi.

[aeturnus]

[ That warning gets him moving, just a quick step to the side to turn toward the voice. When a young girl drops down next to him, it isn't quite what he expects but... sure. Okay. Why not? That's basically his motto here anyway. ]

Hi. Nice landing.

[thegreatninja]

[Yuffie beams at the compliment. It doesn't matter if he really meant it, she'll take the words at face value.]

Thanks! Hey, do you know what street we're on? I'm looking for that food place with the really big bowls of soup.

[She circles her thumb and pointer finger together to indicate what size bowl she's talking about. Yuffie is a little fuzzy on names.]

[aeturnus]

[ Oh, it was genuine. Most regular people don't make jumps like that and come out just fine. Either way, he pauses to think about that. ]

I'm not sure... Maybe? I haven't had a chance to check out every restaurant in the city, though.

Floor Six

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ Jason kept weird hours, even without his normal reasons, he just didn't adjust coming through. There was no danger that he was used to, no need to patrol. Still, he had always been a night owl even before he tried to boost the tires off the batmobile as a kid. So now, most nights if he doesn't leave and come back in the early am tipsy catch a quick nap and go to work, he can be found napping in the early afternoon. The night before he had come in at 3am, sat up reading before leaving for work at 5am.

It was this weird habit that helped him start to pay attention to the other dark haired man, and the weird bear creature. Which, he would usually split whatever he was eatting with it, when he thought no one was looking and the bear was near by. Today was one of the days he had been sleeping, it was around 3pm when he woke and stumbled to the shower, he had been asleep four hours straight, he was kind of proud of himself for that.

His boots had remained by the bed, and the messenger bag he kept his weapons in these days was locked in the trunk while he showered. Coming out he made his way into the kitchen stopping while he rubbed a towel through his wet messy hair, dressed in just his sleep pants. He stopped to look over whatever the other guy was making now. He was curious, but he went out of his way to try and not be noticed. To not ask about the contraptions even when he was curious. It reminded him of Roy in a way that made him a little sad. ]

[aeturnus]

[ Contrary to popular appearances, Cain isn't one to pry needlessly. Sure, he pushed and wheedled his way into conversations and waste peoples' time when he was bored (always) and that was fun. Working into their secrets and forcing things out of them... was a little different. It depended on the person, really, and what Cain's observed of them before initiating. Ivar, for instance, there's just no helping that kid unless he turned into a doormat and that wouldn't be his style at all. Others he can easily keep his exuberance down and palatable and he didn't mind.

Right now he was in the middle of trying to make a few pieces fit where it seemed like they shouldn't but he assumed they should based on his backwards engineering of his own laptop. It's a weird, complicated but fun practice project and he looks up when he notices someone in his peripheral vision. One thing he's good at by now is paying attention to things from the corner of his eye without letting on at all, what with how peoples' time of death are always plastered across their necks and it's pretty hard to look at that head-on without questions.

So he glances up and raises a brow when he sees he's being watched. ]

What's up?

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ Jason had the habit of watching people even when he didn't mean to. To many years playing sidekick and vigilante. Everyone was a suspect. Though, he tried not to to much with his roommates, trying his best to not give himself away but it wasn't always easy. He had noticed Cain and had been paying more and more attention without moving forward towards him until today.

Maybe it was where they guy kinda reminded him of Dick in looks, or maybe it was the tinkering but today he couldn't ignore it and his eyes moved over the pieces thinking there is no way they could fit... but Roy made arrows radioactive so, anything was possible. The numbers floating near him gave him about fifteen more years.

He shifted into the nearest chair and slipped the towel off his head and around his neck as he sat back.]

Just watching, curious what your making. [ He spoke like it was perfectly reasonable, which he felt it was sharing a living space and all.]

[aeturnus]

[ Oh, there's nothing wrong with what he says. Cain just tilts his head to the side to allow it before turning back to his work. ]

Nothing specific, I'm more trying to test a theory here. Some of the tech floating around is way beyond what I'm used to so here I am, trying to backwards engineer with a laptop and a Home Depot toolbox to my name.

The surprising thing is how it's not a total failure so far.

Gramarye

[couldkillthedevil]

[She's been here once before. When she was still brand new and not entirely sure of what to make of everything around her. She still isn't quite so sure about that, but it's taken a new shape and depth. A shape and depth that tells her that not only is the Devil and God and Hell real, but so is the concept of magic portals and miracle children. And whatever else that's been going on with her recently. Sparks of images appearing out of nowhere while she's working late for a case or in her dreams. Seems she's exhausted other avenues of research, so she's coming back here to try her luck.

Not that her luck has been great so far, but it's better than nothing as she pushes past the doors and begins her trek to find someone who might be knowledgable or can point her in the direction of information. She's in the hallway, calling towards one of the staff members walking by.]

Excuse me. Do you know where I could find information about emerging, uh, abilities? Maybe related to gods, somehow?

[aeturnus]

[ Getting stopped in the hallway isn't unexpected, but being mistaken for working here is new. Mostly it's other people wanting to answer questions or ask what he's doing milling about the halls so much... That it's a voice he recognizes just makes it all the stranger. However, he turns around with a bemused smile and shrugs. ]

You know, that's a good question. I just have a teacher or two for myself... Hi, Chloe. [ His smile widens to something more genuine. ] Something going on?

[couldkillthedevil]

[She blinks, momentarily startled and then embarrassed at her own error. Not that she's letting it show all that much, but Cain may notice the red tint to her cheeks before she clears her throat.]

Ah. Sorry, Jacob. Didn't recognize you at first. I didn't realize you were learning from here. [At his question, though, she shifts from foot to foot, looking unsure.] 'Something', yeah. Not really sure what to make of it yet, though, so that's why I'm here.

[aeturnus]

[ Cain just laughs softly for the mistake, waving it off. In fact, when he waves his hand, it's to cast prestidigitation and allow sparks to materialize in the air in front of them, jingling softly before they disappear just as easily. ]

Yep, learning from here for sure. They're good at it, my teachers are, anyway. You could probably find someone to help you. That someone just wouldn't be me.

magic lessons

[metalmenace]

[Teaching Cain magic wasn't on any sort of schedule, but instead whatever worked for the both of them. Even dealing with the masquerade wasn't putting too much of a dent into Doom's schedule, so the lessons still happened whenever Cain felt like coming by and dealing with the frustrating powers that Doom called his own magic.]

I'd like for you to tell me if you've made any progress since our last meeting.

[This was the easy part. Ask first and then put him through his paces.]

[aeturnus]

[ The setup is fairly informal, but the lessons are still good and informative. Cain's glad Doom takes the time to actually teach him because the whole process is absolutely fascinating, pulling power from somewhere he's never been able to reach before, and he intends to take full advantage of that. ]

Well... there's definitely a trick or two I've been picking up on the side.

[ That said, he curls a hand into the air and casts prestidigitation. He's graduated from just sparks to sparks with noise, glittering and shining on the air before fading. ]

[metalmenace]

[The noisy sparks only causes Victor to raise in eyebrow in some level of amusement. It was a bit too flashy for his tastes, but he could definitely see that Cain had been practicing this some amount even if he wasn't personally familiar with the magic in use.]

You've been studying with another teacher, I presume. I'd be offended if I didn't know how much you wanted to learn magic.

[Thankfully, he's not insulted or angry about it. If he wasn't busy with his own projects, he would be seeking out other types of his magic for his own study as well. For now, he'll just stay amused at Cain's little spark presentation.]

[aeturnus]

Figured it best to keep my horizons sufficiently broad.

[ That said, he makes another, slight falling motion with his hand and an ethereal one appears in the air between them. It gives a slight wave before disappearing, and Cain puts his own hands into his pockets. ]

Mostly just the party tricks. The big ones from this kind of school... you only have enough energy for one or two of them a day. Not as much opportunity to practice.

[ That's right, Cain regularly blows all two of his Warlock spell slots! How extravagant! ]

I think I've got the hang of actually materializing your sort, too.