Bulletin Post: 01

[dovedive]

[ There was a new paper pinned to the bulletin board. The handwriting was very nice and cursive too. ]

Idle hands make fretful minds and who among us really wants to sit still? [Not him, that's for sure. He is losing his mind not having something to do.]

I am offering up my services to anyone who may be seeking help, from the small requests to the large ones. I'm fast; I'm strong; I can fly as well. Do you need something lifted or a book from a high shelf? I'll help with perfect precision.

If there's anyone you can count on to help, you can count on me, Nice. Have no fear~☆



- Nice
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[dovedive]

[ Nice lets out a soft huff and starts to float upward. If Wreck looks behind him, he'll notice the fence raising upward with him. ]

[awreck]

[ Wreck stifles the small chuckle that tries to escape him over Nice's little huff. Initially, he watches Nice float, and then notices the issue. ]

...Talk about a privacy fence.

[dovedive]

[ he lands back down on his feet with another huff. ]

I tried to get past it before and made a fool of myself in front of X.

[awreck]

But was X able to get past it?

[dovedive]

Probably not? He didn't even try, just warned me that I probably wouldn't be able to do anything myself.

[ Nice lets out a soft sigh, arms folded loosely over his chest. ]

But the food here is real... I think?

[awreck]

Maybe he managed to find the garden before you? Either way, you shouldn't think of yourself as fool, especially if someone like X couldn't do it.

[ Although, Wreck just thinks Nice should be... nicer to himself in general. He does take a few paces, eyeing the ground suspiciously as if this room is just something from a VR Headset, minus the headset. ]

If the food's real, then maybe it's just the sky and weather that's projects?

[ He tests his powers out a bit, creating a small but elegant mass of earthen tendrils from a spot of earth not taken up by a planter. Then, he unceremoniously lets it fall apart. ]

Seems real enough to me.

[dovedive]

[ Nice watches as he creates little earthly tendrils just from the dirt in the planter boxes. Reaching out to touch one before it ends up falling back to the dirt. ]

So your powers work here too?... So that means however we got here... there is perhaps a limit, but not a full blown limit of our powers...

[awreck]

Mm. I think so. I mean, you've seen me. The earthen pillars I can create can go as high as the clouds normally, but here... it's more or less restricted to small scale stuff.

[ He has one theory. He's not about to look at his Trust, though. ]

You seem to be okay? You can definitely fly. Maybe you should punch me to see if your strength has been affected?

[ He's barely joking. ]

[dovedive]

Ah... I was assuming you were purposely making it this small, but that would make sense.

[ Nice frowns thoughtfully a little bit, one hand dropped down while the other awkwardly holds onto his wrist. ]

I suppose.... Though I feel like I've become a bit more sluggish? My speed feels like it's lacking and I haven't tried my strength yet, but it almost feels like it would be too? I've just.... been trying to tune it all out.

[awreck]

The dumbbell, definitely. I was trying to tease you, not bruise you. I guess if I pushed myself harder I could do something more impressive with the earth, but yeah. It's harder for me.

[ Wreck's attention flits to Nice's wrist, where his Trust would be. Seems like Nice reached the same conclusion as him. ]

And that's why we're taking a walk. In nature. Or... as nature-y as you can probably get here. It's easier to tune that stuff out when there's potentially real grass beneath our feet.

[dovedive]

[ Someone, I'm not naming any names, but someone might already be tempted to look and is struggling against not looking at the trust on his wrist. ]

That plan is good in theory, but when the thoughts are there— well... I think we might need more than a walk for a distraction.

[ He says we, but he means himself. ]

[awreck]

Hey, don't talk shit about my plan. It's a decent plan!

[ The fact that he can only call it "decent" speaks volumes. ]

Listen. I know... how tough it is. Not... firsthand, obviously. But it's not like I'm blind to what you've gone through or how you're treated, what's expected of you.

So... tell me. What's stressing you out? Just name one to start.

[dovedive]

I think.... it'd be easier to point out what isn't stressing me out...

[awreck]

I know you're probably right, but work with me here. How about this?

[ Wreck steps aside to an area that's more open and flat with the planters further away. He makes a column of earth rise up. It's thick and sturdy, about the height and width of an average person. ]

Think of someone or something that's pissing you off, then punch the pillar and break it.

[ He was going to specifically recommend picturing Shang De's face, because he knows for sure that man stresses Nice out even after his transfer to Miss J. But, he also knows Nice's feelings toward Shang De are complicated, and he's worried Nice might not even want to punch the pillar if he brings it up. ]

As long as it's not me. I'm off limits, even if I'm pissing you off.

[dovedive]

[ Nice lets out a quiet little laugh, the smallest of laughs, barely even audible. He was right that it wasn't good to just hold onto that sort of stuff, but letting go was so hard for Nice. Letting go of his stress, his insecurities, all of his failures, it was difficult not to hold on tightly and let them fester within him.

But still, he follows Wreck and listens. Think of someone or something that's pissing him off and punch the pillar...

He frowns thoughtfully as he tries to play along trying to picture the pillar as someone. Then in one strong swing of his fist, he breaks the pillar. he was trying to make it crumble, but the most his strength would allow was breaking it down the middle. ]

[awreck]

...For my own sanity, you weren't thinking about me just then, right?

[ Because he knows this request might come off as childish to Nice, but damn!! ]

What were you thinking about?

[ Wreck has to make the pillar crumble anyway in order to reform it into another rectangular pillar, so at least Nice can watch it crumble briefly anyway. ]

[dovedive]

I wasn't thinking about you, but I doubt you'd like my actual answer any better.

[ Nice shakes off his hand a little as if to help the little stinging sensation he had. ]

[awreck]

[ He frowns, thinking about who or what Nice might have been thinking about. It doesn't take him long to draw a conclusion. ]

Nice.

[ Wreck kicks at the pillar, sending it careening full speed toward Nice. ]

You weren't supposed to think about yourself, either!!

[dovedive]

[ Nice was surprised at first, he wasn't expecting Wreck to attack him with genuine intent like that! He was just barely able to dodge away from it, at least his dodging skills seem to be in tact still. ]

You never said I couldn't!

[awreck]

[ The moment Nice dodges out of the way, the earth pillar comes to a complete halt, then crumbles away. Wreck just sighs at him. ]

Okay, then. Why? Why are you pissed off at yourself?

[dovedive]

Shouldn't I be after everything I've done at this point?

[ he says this as if Wreck would have any idea as to what he was even talking about. But just like with every bit of shame he's had, he'd buried it deep down and tried his best to hide it from Wreck. He couldn't bring himself to tell Wreck about all the stuff he's done and that's how he got in this mess in the first place. ]