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So maybe his clones didn’t operate like that, he had to be within view of his ice clone at the moment apparently his older self was able to just feel the body heat and direct the clones from there but seeing as he didn’t have full control or at least as much control of his older self he had to make due with being in sight.

”It’s what you make of it.” Sam said reciting the words from memory it was pretty much ingrained in everything around the mansion. Some people viewed their abilities as an curse others a gift then you had those like Mae who viewed it as an inconvenience. Honestly her powers would be amazing at stealth missions and interrogation tactics though he didn’t voice his thoughts. Something told him that would lower his score.

Sam followed Mae’s spoon with one of his own into the dish. He quickly shoved it in his mouth and then almost choked on the dessert before it melted. ”Oh… seems like a loaded question.” Sam paused and thought about what to say next. ”Just gonna lower my score here.” he paused for a minute thinking, he had used some good pick ups and he had some terrible ones. ”Unsuccessful or…?” no he wouldn’t’ kiss and tell on the first date he’d use one that was unsuccessful.

”So, first time I pulled someone out of a burning building.” he was twelve and didn’t start said fire. ”So, ice powers great at putting out fires, thought naturally I wouldn’t need to do any prep. Ran in quickly realized that I didn’t think too much about the smoke. Inhaled almost blacked out managed to grab someone and start dragging them out. It was a older woman who fell asleep while smoking anyways as she’s wrapped in blankets and I’m pulling her out I start noticing it’s getting warmer. Keep in mind at this point I inhaled some smoke so I’m a little loopy. Next thing I know I’m getting mouth to mouth by this female fire fighter. When I come to, I look at her thinking she’s the most beautiful woman in the world. Had to say something right?”

Sam smirked, ”Turns out the fire ended up burning off most of my clothes, realizing I’m pooh bearing it from the waist down I say the first thing that comes to my mind. “Like what you see? Maybe we see if we can get another fire going?” Sam smirked, ”I was twelve.”

He took another bite hoping the story was funnier than he hoped. ”What about you? Best way someone picked you up?” it was only fair she got a few questions as well.

Clearly he wasn’t s welcome as he was last night. Sam shrugged off any feelings of hurt into his coffee still not burning his tongue a little cold breath and it was perfect temperature every time. Here he thought he was being a good friend.

”Bi?” Sam repeated surprised, ”Oh. Good to know, my mistake for assuming.” Sam said, she said she wasn’t his type and well, yep his ego just made his brain assume that she was into just women. Now he was more curious as to why he wasn’t her type. He sipped his coffee again trying not to think about what was wrong with him. There was nothing.

Sam’s eyebrows raised to both women. Both of which seemed he failed in his intentions. He didn’t think so, Ami got checked up on, and he brought her something to help soak up the liquids. He didn’t want to start drinking because his older self was a recovering alcoholic and he didn’t want to start towing that line.

When the woman finished calling him a monster he shrugged and took a bite of the burrito. ”If I wanted to not be seen I’d just use the window easier and less people see me. Not the first time and not the last.” Sam stood up and snapped the stool out of solid existence he sipped his coffee. ”Well, know when I’m not wanted.” Sam said for the first time actually caring when he wasn’t wanted.

”Seems she can do the follow up.” Sam raised his coffee in a cheers and headed towards the door. ”Talk to you soon, gods speed on the recovery.”

”I have some awesome ratty shirts.” Sam said, ”Three might be a bit steep. Such rich history.” Sam said laughing at her idea of fondue. ”I’ll just have to brush up on some jokes. Maybe even wear a yellow shirt. It will be gooda.” he did his best not to smirk.

”If there is woods there is a way.” he said with a shrug. It was there natural habitat… did that mean he was a redneck? No couldn’t be, the icemancer dismissed the thought. ”I think I can find some boots that fit, can even do that hat.” he gave a small wink.

Sam sipped the water and then gasped at her suggestion. ”That’s how country songs get made and I do not want to be a part of that.” he gave a smirk. Country was indeed his least favorite genre. All of the songs were about a break up, a beer, a dog or a truck.

Still smirking, ”Also, even sober it takes me a few minutes to figure out what’s going on. I can rig something to fly with spare parts but a car? I feel personally attacked.” Sam said not lying about his abilities with a car. He could drive one, well but when it came to the actual in and outs. It took a little longer for him to grasp.

”I’m excited to see how I did.” Sam said nodding his head slightly, ”Solid eight.” he chucked. ”Down for desert?” Sam asked before the waiter exited the kitchen again.

Mid bite of a burrito and he watched as Ami took what he said wrong. Still chewing his shook his head and his hand ‘no’ when she asked what happened last night. He meant something else entirely but she probably would have picked up only key words. He tried to finish chewing when another woman appeared in the doorway.

If he was anyone else he would have been surprised to the point of jumping but Sam just started to choke on his burrito when the woman called him a scoundrel and a Nerf Herder. He never heard of that before so he only raised an eyebrow after he beat the food free in his chest. Sam coughed for a second catching his breath, ”No. I was trying to make a joke. We didn’t sleep together. Honestly what does everyone really think of me. Don’t get me wrong Ami, if I was your type and you were a bit more level headed.” he gave her a thumb up. Taking advantage of someone wasn’t his cup of tea in fact he was often voiced his opinion to people who did that. His opinion usually resulted with a fist.

Sam sipped his coffee, eyes to the newcomer standing outside Ami’s room. ”She got shot, I found her in the halls drunk. Walked her back to her room with her stuff. We talked, only talked and then I left when she got to bed. Sides. She is into chicks anyways. We have a lot in common.” Sam said sipping his coffee again.

”I was just being a friend dropping off a breakfast burrito for a hung over friend.” he then raised an eyebrow at the new comer. ”I’d offer you some but I only got this bit left.” Sam said raising the burrito and biting into it.

”Someone who doesn’t need to sleep.” Sam said with a shrug, his ice hand dissolving. ”Honestly I thought everyone he was supposed to be responsible. Who sleeps past four am?” Sam said trying to make a joke.

Nodding his head and offering up the coffee to her Sam entered her room. Just like he left it last night. Though Ami wasn’t yawning on her bed. ”Normally you get breakfast in bed after I sleep with you but, it seemed you got lucky. Owner had a grease fire and I just happened to be passing by.” Sam took out one of the burritos for himself and then pointed to a corner of the room and formed a stool of ice and sat on it.

”Told you I’d check on you. Wanted to make sure you weren’t dead. Between the drinking and the gunshot.” Sam pointed to where she got shot on his body. ”How’s it feeling? Ice help at least?” he sipped into his piping coffee and then took a bite from the burrito.

The icemancer smirked when she demonstrated her powers again this time making it visible for him. Another bite of pasta and still making sure his shirt was clean. He made a mental note to wear red as a solid color next time he was in the field like pasta sauce it would hide into his clothing perfectly.

”Must have been pretty freaky trying to figure out what was going on.” Sam summed up not only speaking from his past experiences. His power he had since he was child so it was kind of hard to picture growing up with out it. Most kids develop mutations in their teens meaning it would be a little freakier to try and explain what was happening to them.

His food now mostly gone he Sam took a moment to appreciate how well the evening was going by his standards. His normal standards he’d be trying to rush to the nearest private location with Mae. However he was trying something new something his older self probably wouldn’t have done enjoy the company.

It was then he realized his tie took some damage in his last spin of the fork. Trying his best to ignore it he then asked, ”So what’s your favorite part of the city?” trying his best to continue on with the conversation.