Liam Kincaid (
firstofitskind) wrote2018-06-06 06:54 am
29 Chimera Court, Wednesday Morning
When Liam had gone to sleep the night before, he'd been a child. He knew, on some level, that something had gone wrong, because his instructions from his father when he'd been born hadn't involved spending any time as a child, and yet there he was. He hadn't been overly concerned about it, in any case.
Still, when he woke up this morning and noticed that he seemed to be taller, his limbs longer... well. It was a relief.
Until he looked in the mirror and saw a face staring back at him that still seemed kind of childlike. Older, yes, but too young to infiltrate Companion Services and fulfill his destiny. That was... troubling. Perhaps human DNA interacted oddly with Kimera DNA? Liam had no idea, and it wasn't as if there was anyone around he could ask.
He figured he ought to just make the best of it, starting with finding some breakfast.
[ooc: open for housemates or anyone else! i'm off to work until afternoon so pings from me will be sloooow for a bit.]
Still, when he woke up this morning and noticed that he seemed to be taller, his limbs longer... well. It was a relief.
Until he looked in the mirror and saw a face staring back at him that still seemed kind of childlike. Older, yes, but too young to infiltrate Companion Services and fulfill his destiny. That was... troubling. Perhaps human DNA interacted oddly with Kimera DNA? Liam had no idea, and it wasn't as if there was anyone around he could ask.
He figured he ought to just make the best of it, starting with finding some breakfast.
[ooc: open for housemates or anyone else! i'm off to work until afternoon so pings from me will be sloooow for a bit.]

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"Eggs, easy," Reno said again. "Just don't stick one whole in the microwave and you'll probably do fine, you'll usually end up with somethin' edible, whatever."
He paused for another moment, and then added, "Ain't too late to back out, either. But you'll have an easier time of it if you ain't waitin' for other people to feed you all the time, yo."
Yeah, sorry Liam. Apparently you'd gone from amusing to 'small Rookie who needed protection at all costs' in roughly three minutes flat.
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"Okay," Reno said, dusting off his hands and gesturing to the fridge. "Then if Mitsy saved us any eggs, we can get right to it. And if he didn't... shit, I'll pick some up. Whatever we don't use we can just throw at people we don't like."
Important life skills with your coach, Reno.
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Although, there was the issue of his father. They hadn't yet met, though, so that particular antagonistic relationship hadn't had time to blossom.
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It was really such a wonder that Reno's bosses had always despaired of him.
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He paused, and then added, "And it's probably less illegal than shovin' 'em into traffic or whatever."
THIS WAS LIVING IN YOUR HOME NOW, LIAM.
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When he was back to adult-size, Liam was going to be almost disappointed that he missed out on the chance to throw eggs at his father.
"Well right now, the only people I know are here, and it wouldn't be very nice to throw eggs at any of you," Liam pointed out.
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They all seemed pretty cool about that sort of thing.
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Sorry, Reno. You were going to get that question a lot.
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"Challengin' themselves is fun," Reno offered. "Keeps 'em quick, keeps 'em on their toes and ready for anything. Bonus points if they can catch the egg so they don't have to clean it later. Plenty of reasons, yo. It all depends on what people make of it."
[OOC: and now I sleeeep. SP is pie.]
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"You got time to talk about not havin' fun, you got time for fun," Reno replied, staring at the boy, just slightly scandalized. "Shit, I had one of them full-time-death-do-we-part type jobs right up until the world went to shit, and I had time for fun, yo. You gotta make your own fun, or there ain't much goddamn point to even bein' here."
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And now Reno was blinking and squinting a little before kind of pointing at the floor.
"Here, like, here on the island here?"
Just to be sure.
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Not born.
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Well. That got Reno's attention to snap to Liam like a breaking rubber band. His outward demeanor didn't change, but the Turk in his brain was on high alert, now.
They had a history, where he was from, with people who had been made instead of born.
"Oh? An' why's that?"
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"To prevent the extinction of the Taelon and Jaridian species." Which he would not be successful at, because Ha'gel's plan had not taken in to account how stubborn and prideful the remaining members of said species would be.
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"Yeah?" Reno tilted his head a little, regarding Liam curiously. "What're those?"
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