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[Spam for Charles]

[Back on board, Erik is exhausted. Too much was taken out of him, in taking down Creed, but there's a little smile on his face. Erik knew he was powerful, knew he to lift massive objects, stop missiles, he knew he was strong. But he never realized how far that could one day extend, and the part of his mind that is always reaching, always striving is excited and whirring, exhausted or otherwise.

He makes sure that Rogue gets to the infirmary, and leaves Charles to his own shower, for once heading to the inmate showers instead of waiting. Lifting his arms to push soap out of his hair is a feat, but he manages, just as he manages to get back to his room. In clean clothes and with a damp head, he all but collapses into his bed, grateful for its comfort.

And as much as he'd like to, he can't sleep, thoughts too busy chasing themselves around his head.]

[Private separately to Alex, Anya, Raven, Ivy]

Are you all right? [He's tense, tired, but he needs to know they got back safe.]

[Private to Jean]

[This is harder, because he hates, hates that he couldn't prevent what happened to her, hates that she was one of the ones to suffer.]

How are you feeling?

[Private to Kelsier]

I'm sorry I couldn't come for you. [Awkward, a little, because how do admit he cares without admitting he cares.]

[Private to Barbara]

[Nope this is even more awkward.] He was taken care of.

[Private to Zane]

[He's a little more hesitant, but he did tell Charles he'd try. Besides, at least in this, they have something in common.]

I thought I'd put him down permanently. But well done, dealing with him.

[Private separately to Vin and Marsh]

[There's a lot of hesitation before he says to hell with it and puts this one out: might as well collect all you Mistborn folk.] How did you make out?

[Open spam in the CTS]

[A few days after returning to the Barge, when the exhaustion has ebbed and Erik feels like himself again, he can't put off the excitement anymore. He hasn't pushed himself very hard, here; he hasn't had to. Since Raven gave him the glitter, it's been on his mind, but only in port did he realize just how far he could be pushing himself. And he intends to push hard, as hard as he can, now.

In the CTS, he's bouncing on the balls of his feet, eager to test these new limits. He had known them, once, but they keep changing, evolving (he likes how that sounds), and there is so much more he can do with magnetism than throwing metal around. That's easy: he's here to practice something much more difficult.

Electricity crackles through the air; it's like the weather itself is attacking him, not terribly unlike the port they just left. But that's all right; that's what Erik wants. He just needs to figure out how to conduct it without that almighty anger. So far, he's just been shocked a lot.]

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[Kelsier only does for a need to hide for so long to use your powers without being seen. And well, for dramatic effect.

He breaks into a giggle fit when Erik is hit. He tries, and fails, not to laugh too hard. He clears his throat, composing himself.] You were saying?

Shut up, [He mutters at the laughing, but there's a smile pulling at his mouth in return. Shaking out his arm, Erik stretches it out, going his own pushing; it's all trial and error at this point, him figuring out what works and - well, what doesn't.]

Can you manipulate it farther away? Around others.

[Still smirking but no longer giggling.]

Yes, but there is a limit. It's-- here I'll show you.

[He drops three coins in a triangle pattern at his feet. He suddenly shoots straight up and keeps going. Several stories up he comes to the limit of his Push and hoovers there in the air. This also gets him shocked. He's too far up to be heard clearly but he is obviously cursing.]

[He shoots a couple of coins off to divert the lightning from himself as he lowers himself back down at a much gentler speed. Once in speaking distance.] That's without Duralumin which would deplete my metal stores but nearly double the power.

[Now back to the original question, his smirk gets more mischievous.] What are you thinking?

[He tilts his head back to watch, eyes narrowing with the distance. He wonders, vaguely, what would happen if he lifted the coins. Would Kelsier have a longer reach?

He's musing on that while his warden comes down and explains, and a smile tugs at the corners of his mouth at the question.]

Just wondering if you could generate your own electricity, with enough Steel.

[Kelsier would get a further reach that way, yep.] I've never tried. Electricity was never a factor where I came from aside from lightning. With enough Steel and Duralumin, perhaps.

[A thought strikes him.] I will send Push into the lightning, you can sense it. I wonder, if you could you add your own power to it? Amplify it.

[Kelsier might just look a shade on the gleeful psychotic child with a new toy. Again, without a gesture he flares Steel and sends an intense Push into the lightning field.]

[Good lord. That glee is almost frightening, but Erik squares his shoulders - and the moment he feels that Push, he lifts his hands toward the field, adding his own power to it, pushing it farther; he varies the magnetic pulls, and the lightning flares, arching in different directions.]

[The look of a gleeful psychotic child just got stronger. Now there's laughing involved.]

Well, then... This should be fun.

[For once, Erik matches the grin - though his is a little less child, a little more shark.] You're downplaying it.

Maybe a little... Let's try another. I always wondered what happened to a coin if it got hit by lightning.

[He drops a coin and shoots up. He's held up by a constant push]

I suppose this is a semi-controlled environment. [And he's satisfied enough with his own abilities that he's certain he could catch Kelsier mid fall if he had to.

So he tosses hair out of his eyes, and stretches his arms out again. Aim is difficult, especially such a small target. It's a wonder that he doesn't electrocute either of them. The first pass misses, but the second strikes the coin, partially melting it.]

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