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[sophielicious]

Psychic constructs, for one. Can't tear a whole person down and build them back up either.

[kryptonix]

I didn't know that was a thing.

[sophielicious]

Which?

[kryptonix]

Psychic constructs.

I don't think I've ever seen that before.

[sophielicious]

Quire can do it, so you'll probably see it.

Not my niche, though.

[kryptonix]

Nothing wrong with that . . . right?

[sophielicious]

Nope. I mean, it comes in all different shapes and sizes and all.

Well. I guess this is what I wanted to talk to you about, so. What now? You are here, so. Pool?

[kryptonix]

[ he shrugs. ]

I could go for a swim.

[sophielicious]

Don't destroy my fucking pool. Go ahead, I gotta change, I'll meet you out.

(He probably saw it anyway.)

[kryptonix]

I'm not going to destroy your pool.

[ obviously!! ]

[sophielicious]

I don't know what your cannonball looks like.

[kryptonix]

I wasn't going to do that. I would have just . . . . walked in?

[sophielicious]

That's because you're lame.

[kryptonix]

Now I feel I should destroy your pool on principle.

[sophielicious]

Wow, you'd do that to my best friend? Heartless.

[kryptonix]

Really? Not concerning that your best friend is a shallow hole of water?

[sophielicious]

Not for nothing, but I've been called that myself, I empathize with it.

(Listen. It's a joke. Hahaha. Unless?)

[kryptonix]

That feels concerning.

[sophielicious]

Yeah, yeah, go downstairs, I gotta change because that pool doesn't see me in any other way than fabulous.

(And she has a message to send to someone to meet them there.)

[kryptonix]

[ kell-el rolls his eyes but makes his way downstairs. ]

[sophielicious]

(She sends a friend a quick text, because that particular friend doesn't get Sophie in their brain, since it's horrifying. It reads:

come to the mansion's pool. cute boy alert. i want you to meet him.

She gets ready in a white bathing suit, and off she goes.)

[lingeringshadow]

[Illyana gets the message, scoffs, and then decides... Why not? She's in the mood to mess with someone, and besides, she can just teleport down--

Oh. No, she can't.

Okay, fine. So she walks down, you know, like a loser. Is she wearing a swimsuit? Nope. She's wearing her usual all black, although the ignorant would be forgiven for thinking her crop top and booty shorts are pool attire.]

Who do you need me to kick out?