perfectplaces | CALL MY BUTT OUT

See, I have to disagree with that. Some people are definitely walking disasters. But as long as I have potential!

[ He can only hope (or assume) that Ango can find the attempted humor in that, as Florian very often only gets a medal for there was an attempt. It's been said that it's part of his charm...?? ]

What are you up to now?

[Pffff. He appreciates the humour very much.]

You may have a point. Let me just assure you that I've known, dealt with, and worked with worse, and probably even counted worse among my friends at one point or another. The true nature of humankind quickly gets even more terrifying when you add superhuman abilities.

[Which Florian certainly knows, since his "curse" must have come from someone with a particularly nasty ability - or at least that's the government's take on it at the moment, and Ango agrees.]

Now? Wrestling a pile of paperwork. I'm open to alternative suggestions.

I believe you. I know I'm not very good at this, but I always... you know. Try.

[ The tale of how his ancestors got the curse has been retold into oblivion, so much so that it's simply attributed to some witch-type figure without any real characteristics, and certainly not a name. No one really knows what the curse is, so there's nothing they can do about it, and it's probably for the best that those who can be trusted with the truth are just as interested in keeping it a secret. It's one of the very few things that make Florian feel comfortable with this (business?) relationship, but it's also very significant. ]

Dare I ask what the paperwork's about?

You, so don't bother daring to ask any more.

There are some people I can tell tales out of school about, though. Did I ever mention that I once ran across an ability user who used plants as part of his ability?

[ So either he's supposed to miss the subtlety there, or ... ]

Yeah? No wonder they assigned you to me, then. Prior experience is always a plus.

He carried seeds with him, which he was able to germinate inside his body and feed with his blood by opening up a wound and placing one under his skin.

Once his vines penetrated the earth, he could graft them to the roots of other plants and thereby take control of them as well.

[See why you're not such a disaster now, at least in Ango's eyes?]

[ A look into Florian's mind: He actually did that? Deliberately?? ]

Oh Well, I can promise you I won't do that. On purpose.

CALL MY BUTT OUT

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