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”Yes ma’am. Sam said nodding his head wrapping one arm around her back as she held on to him. ”What if I always feel like I win though?” Sam asked as he used his free hand and shot some ice from the cliff face. The icemancer took a step forward then leaned forward.

Depending on who he was sliding with the ride might have felt like forever it was a pretty quick decent that turned into a corkscrew the further forward they went. Sam wanted to make sure he didn’t occupy Cora’s entire gym nor did he want her to think he was showboating the entire time. Sam leaned to one side with the turn the way you would while you rode a motorcycle that should at least in Sam’s opinion be somewhat familiar to her.

”Man, could have destroyed your time climbing.” Sam said as they got to the bottom of the slide. Sam tightened his one armed hug around Cora and held tight at the little jump at the end of the slide. Once they landed he let go and smirked, ”Be lucky I didn’t throw more jumps in there, would have to start charging me to set up a course here. Everyone would want a ride.”

”Pretty sure that was careful right?” Sam asked raising an eyebrow.

Sam knew about the concern for tipping or sinking. That’s why he was glad he didn’t make a move like that without Maya confirming it was a good idea. Not like she could have convinced him otherwise if he thought it was his best bet.

What was said: Sam, can you come back up if I fly over?

What Sam heard: I can’t handle it. You are right. I need someone better to fly.


”Me?” Sam asked sure she could see his grin from where she was. ”Fly a jet?” he raised himself up on the wall of ice and waited for the jet. ”I don’t know if I can.” Sam laughed, ”Storms are scary and I’m so young.” he kept laughing till the jet was close enough for him to bridge over to.

The bridge of ice broke from the wind and a large wave hitting his walkway. Luckily for Sam he managed to pull himself up into the jet. Soaked and coated in some ice, ”I’ll be awaiting you’re orders captain.” he gave a mock salute then sat in the captains chair giggling as he studied the consul.

Clearly younger Sam had a better taste in music; what’s more impressive was the size of wireless headphones. Sam would have killed for a set like this when he was in T.A.T. he his kept getting confiscated when they were discovered harder to hide the massive earphones that wrapped his head. Thankfully older Sam was fine buying the best. They were small compact and perfect for the danger room.

Walking the mansion with his head set in blasting his eardrums he kicked a little dance into his strut as he headed down to the danger room he was never into any rap music but he found in the decade that he missed they seemed to have more artists that were up his ally. Tennis shoes, basketball shorts and shirtless simpler things seemed to be best in the danger room. Not only that but it was free advertisement.

Passing the entrance to the mansion he stopped his strut when he spotted a blonde. A very attractive one with a guitar strapped to her back. The pink was what made him notice. She was talking. Sam looked around to see if anyone else was around. There was no one. Taking his headphones out and not stopping the music ”Yo.” he waved, ”Need some help? I’m a teacher here.” he said lying and offering his hand. ”Sam.”

”I don’t think that’s the case.” still dangling his feet off the ledge of the rock face. Leaning back he decided to think on the answer before answering the double edge sword that was her question. ”I mean, impressing me is pretty difficult. I’m the definition of cool.” Sam said smirking his feet giving off a mist as they iced up further to past his shins. Yep, another ice pun. He had a load of them.

”Daily pursuits make it sound like a game.” Sam said trying to avoid the question. ”You cut me off. Led me on a chase and then brought me to this awesome gem.” Sam said waving out to the gym they were in. ”You are ranking pretty damn high.” Sam said the only way she could rank higher is if she owned a fight club or had a plane of some kind. Sam was very happy with his ‘daily’ purist.

A ball of ice formed in his hands and he handed it over to Cora when she started to examine her hands no doubt they were on fire still and the best thing to combat fire or pain in his opinion was his ice. ”No pain no gain right?” Sam said with a smirk. ”So how often you try to impress guys you just met?”

”Gladly.” Sam said as he smiled in Lenna’s direction while sipping his coffee while both women demanded he keep looking at Lenna. Sam was waiting to hear a grunt of pain from Ami while she changed but didn’t that meant she wasn’t going to be out of commission for long if she didn’t go to a healer.

When he got the confirmation that she was decent again Sam raised an eyebrow Lenna’s way. ”Shame. Was getting lost in those eyes.” Sam said raising his coffee again in a mock cheers. He sipped again and turned setting his burrito down on her dresser making sure not to have any food spill on it.

”Alright. Let’s take a look at ya.” he said as he walked over to Ami and studied her shoulder. There was no puncture wounds from what he could see but it was bruised to hell. ”You will need to make me some clothes.” Sam said to Ami again. He mentioned it last night but now he was more convinced that it was worth it. If a sweatshirt stopped a bullet and only left that much bruising just imagine if he had ice over or under it like he normally did.

”This is gonna hurt.” Sam said icing over his hands after setting his coffee down. He didn’t give her much more warning than that and reached for her shoulder making sure not to put too much pressure on it. The ice should distract her from him touching the area of the injuries. Sam attempted to lift her arm a bit his eyes focused on the injury and not Ami in a tank top. He made sure to stop when he saw her wince.

Sam shrugged when she was giving him a hard time he was always curious by nature it only made sense he wanted to know the limits of someone’s mutation when they first explain it to him. Call it left over conditioning from a past life.

Explaining it further Sam nodded his head as if it was all starting to make sense. Different colors did mean different things, she could cut them if needed or they’d fall off on their own. That made sense. He wondered if he had a bunch of dead threads due to his deaging. Suddenly Sam felt very sad for all those people his older self interacted with did that mean most of them would forget him over time? His older self no longer existed, right?

”Purple is bad.” Sam nodded his head agreeing as she explained further. He wondered how many purple threads he had but didn’t bother asking he was afraid of the answer.

”So you’re single.” Sam said following her to the rock face with only one climber. ”Another question answered for me then.” Sam said with a smirk. She never said she was single but the ex comment gave him hope. A cat woman who was using claws to climb. Sam didn’t see any handholds just small ledges that barely protruded.

”I could see this being more difficult.” Sam said walking closer to the rock face. ”Never tried it?” Sam said walking over and touching the rock face and looking up. The cat woman was about halfway up now Sam could see her claws digging into the wall. He debated trying the wall as well but didn’t want to leave Cora behind.