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[explosivecombat]

[Kimblee has just kind of accepted this sort of thing, regarding those odd weekends where, for some completely arbitrary reason, everything is beautiful and nothing hurts (assuming that no one happens to get in the way of the explosions he's usually laying down); however, this time around he hasn't seen Archer all weekend, he's been unbelievably agitated for some reason he can't work out, and about the only saving grace is that he seems to have awakened in the Lake of Rage area today.

He can't say he minds.

He's got his gloves off today, if anyone is in the immediate area through either intent or chance; surprisingly, he isn't transmuting...obviously, though what he's doing makes it rather clear that something's going on before too long - he's never been any sort of particular genius when it comes to chemistry, but he knows certain things when he sees them, and he's currently picking up rocks along the shore, appearing to assess them as he holds them before a flash of blue fires off and he throws the result into the water.

It's surprisingly easy to get a good transference going, to get sodium out of the rocks by the waterfront; of course, sodium in water is known to make one hell of a bang. Admittedly, it's not a very aesthetically pleasing bang, but he's working on it, okay.

Of course, there are some other signs in the area that his activities haven't been quite so docile (if blowing up the surface of a lake filled with terrifying sea serpents can be considered docile); there are some rather impressive swaths cut into the ground by what look like something ripping it all up from within. However, for the time being he seems pretty content to be bored, seeming to have calmed down from the earlier...fit that caused all that; he'll be having at the whole sodium thing for a while tonight.

Granted, for those not in the area, he'll be showing up over the device later - not via video, but via text, as per usual.]

I trust you've all been enjoying playing with your toys. Some of my most prized ones weren't returned to me this time around; I'm assuming this means they're still in the region somewhere.

I imagine I'll find them eventually.

However, for the time being I find that I really can't complain; the most relevant part of what I can do is functional again, and if I had to select between having my abilities with no enhancements and no abilities at all, choosing the latter to spite the former would be tantamount to solving the problem of a low doorway by cutting off my head.

Indulge me in my curiosity, however: were things like this weekend to be something controllable, something you could do at will, what would you bring here and what sort of abilities would you retain from you world - given power like this on a regular basis, what would you do with it?

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[roseblooms]

I enjoyed botany more, personally.

[If the still-wafting grass is any indication.]

I assume you're responsible for the other explosions as well?

[explosivecombat]

[...the grass is one of those things that he has simultaneously noticed and is choosing to ignore, just because Johto is experiencing one of those 72-hour periods of being dumber than usual and -

...yeah, he's going to have to comment on that eventually because why is it doing that, but for now he can be a proper adult.]

I am, yes. Obviously, those were done a bit differently.

Not my best work, but it was satisfying for the time being.

[roseblooms]

[The opportunity might present itself sooner than he thinks; one never knows.]

In that case, having had your fun, would you mind terribly if I fixed the damage? Unless you have some personal interest in keeping the local aesthetics...as they are.

[explosivecombat]

[...boy what are you even talking about - ]

Ah...no, it's of no real importance to me either way. By all means.

[roseblooms]

[He doesn't move; he doesn't have to. And he has no way of knowing if the stranger by the lake is sensitive to spirit energy the way that a demon — or a handful of particularly notable humans — would be, but that might just be a way of seeking to provoke a reaction, too. Invisible to all but the sensitive eye, his energy flares out around him, and the remaining grass near the burned-out patches gradually begins to grow, creeping like spindly green fingers across the otherwise barren dirt.

He can't make plants grow where there's no life to encourage, of course. But this is his version of a neat trick, itself.]

Thank you.

[explosivecombat]

[Kimblee isn't sensitive to spirit energy, per se, as much as he is to energy in general; years of energy manipulation have left him hypersensitive to sudden disturbances and imbalances and things that shouldn't be there but are and on occasion things that should be there but aren't, and while he can't exactly articulate what about this as striking him so hard, he's very, very aware that something is.

He shifts back a bit, through instinct more than anything - after all, if this person is capable of things like that to begin with, then who's to say he can't weaponize it? - though he seems to collect himself reasonably quickly, all things considered.]

You certainly were serious about the botany, weren't you?

[roseblooms]

[And if he'd given Kurama more grounds than he currently has to consider it necessary, he would receive an answer to his question (however rhetorical) as to whether or not that energy can be weaponized. It's a good, sensible question to ask. Kurama would approve, if he knew.

But he doesn't, so he simply watches the grass grow with a sort of enigmatic half-smile, vaguely enamored by the thought that his fellow curiosity here had made such a mess, and now he's just as curiously mending it. There's a certain poetry to that.]

It looks better that way, doesn't it.

[Although, there is one downside to that particular show of power, one that he inadvertently discovered earlier—

It has the nasty side effect of apparently summoning every single Grass-Type within a hundred-mile radius like a moth to a flame, and as such it may be that some unexpected visitors start appearing before long.]

I'm curious what had you so interested in blowing off steam.