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Vincent Amorason ([info]quitethecharmer) wrote,
@ 2011-07-31 11:17:00


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Flashback - Age 9
Kristoff was an excellent teacher, that much was obvious, but Vincent was still slightly nervous about their first practical lesson together. It was a simple enough energy transmission array, that would recharge batteries for small devices from across a room. Vincent found the designs to be wonderfully composed, and greatly enjoyed fabricating the components. Now came the actual assembly, and ultimately, the activation.

Vincent would ask where a tool he needed was, and Kristoff would either tell him where in the lab to find it, or in one or two cases, add on "--if you feel that is the best one for the task." In those cases, Vincent re-examined his work, and requested a different tool, as if the first request never happened. Two hours went by, and eventually the array was complete. Now was when the child's nerves began to tighten, as Kristoff gave him permission to turn it on.

He reached for the switch, placing his fingers on it as he watched the receiver at the other end of the lab, then flipped it.

Nothing happened.

He flipped it back and forth again, with the same lack of result, seeming worried.

Vincent couldn't help it. He instinctively flinched, his eyes going to Kristoff's hands.

Failure had never been acceptable in his previous lessons.


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[info]discardedheir
2011-07-31 03:45 pm UTC (link)
Kristoff notices Vincent's expression, but does not comment on it. Instead, he opens up one of the panels. "Make sure it's turned off and try reconnecting the wiring. Well done on the insulation, by the bye. Better safe than sorry."

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[info]quitethecharmer
2011-07-31 03:55 pm UTC (link)
Vincent cocks his head, confusion dawning before comprehension.

"You're not mad." It comes out just shy of a question. He looks into the panel, reaching for a set of pliers.

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[info]discardedheir
2011-07-31 03:59 pm UTC (link)
"Madness is subjective. But I am not angry," Kristoff says with a small smile. A gauntleted hand goes gently, but quickly and firmly, over Vincent's atop of the pliers. "Ensure the switch is off first."

He looks at Vincent earnestly. "It is not easy for such as we to consider that we have made a mistake. This makes it most important to keep the possibility in mind constantly."

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[info]quitethecharmer
2011-07-31 04:29 pm UTC (link)
Vincent is so shocked by Kristoff making a joke that he loses his comment about not having to worry about being shocked due to the fact that he is a demi-god. It even manages to shake off the conditioned response to a gauntlet over his own hand.

He looks at his caretaker, and at the device. "Okay. I will keep that in mind."

He cuts off the power, then moves as if to go into the panel, waiting for approval.

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[info]discardedheir
2011-07-31 04:30 pm UTC (link)
Kristoff steps back again with a nod.

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[info]quitethecharmer
2011-07-31 04:36 pm UTC (link)
Vincent peers into the casing, moving things aside gently, until he finds an area where the wires became crossed. He corrects the error, then closes it back up, placing his fingers upon the switch, and nodding to Kristoff before turning it on.

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[info]discardedheir
2011-07-31 05:03 pm UTC (link)
Kristoff watches, and looks at the clock to determine if it's been on enough to fulfill its purpose, affecting a small radio that needed its batteries charged.

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[info]quitethecharmer
2011-07-31 05:08 pm UTC (link)
Vincent turns off the array, then heads over the radio, turning the dial, and pleased to hear it emit something entirely unpleasant. It was one of Storm's devices.

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[info]discardedheir
2011-07-31 05:20 pm UTC (link)
Kristoff smiles. "Well done." And then he turns the radio off, because he simply must.

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[info]quitethecharmer
2011-07-31 05:36 pm UTC (link)
Vincent will offer no objections to the compliment or the course of action.

"Shall we go have tea, then?" He smiles.

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[info]discardedheir
2011-07-31 05:42 pm UTC (link)
"I believe so."

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