Log:Father Son Bonding

2020/05/01 Kid Tengu Phantom|Travis 1

Kid Tengu and Travis enjoy a latte in a Nicholston cafe- since why wouldn't they drink coffee if it's right there where the incident with their squad and a number of the beach-party pack dealt with some agent types.

KT thought it might be wise to get a bead for the area after a notable metahuman incident to see if the streets were crawling with enforcers the next day, and so they've returned after KT positioned himself as their parents- once over the phone for his own persona and then in person as Mr. Morgan.

He seems to enjoy this shape so he's worn it well outside the Bayside area.

<< I still can't believe how much coffee they have here. Every other street corner- and sometimes inbetween- this world is so weird.>> He muses mid-sip.

Travis sips his drink and shifts a bit. Mr. Morgan does look like he could be Travis' father, but he doesn't look like his actual father. Much to his relief. He sips his latte, which he's overly sweetened. There's a small pile of opened sugar packets in front of him. <>

<> KT says with a mental hint that he wasn't a fan of the prodding about into their backstories. <>

A set of people walk by so KT says aloud, "And so of course I told her that it really /was/ Tuesday!" He laughs.

<> He laughs again, this time for real.

<> Travis is just very protective of anything that could leave the 'family' vulnerable. <>

Travis groans at KT's laugh. "Funny, Dad." <>

<> KT agrees with a certain nod. <>

He nods in agreement as he says aloud, "I think so." Using the opportunity to execute both conversations in one go to give the fake one added depth.

<< Is there... I dunno- some way for you to practice keeping our bond ... I dunno- encrypted or subetheric or something? Maybe some kind of training we can all do? Like with my shifting and picking up new shapes?>> He inquires curiously- wanting to minimize the risk their small collective faces. As always he makes it a team effort despite being such a 'loner' on the surface anyway. <>

"Haha, sure, Dad. So I was wondering...can I have a Playstation 15 for my birthday? Please?" Travis keeps up the normal talk. Stuff he's picked up from normal kids. << I've been trying to keep it subtle. I think I can with some effort, like when I hide my mind sifting on others. I just have to get used to doing that all the time. I've been working on it since that Mind Inc group found us out because of it several dimensions back.>>

"Ah- so that's why you wanted to stop and 'hang out with your old man a little longer'. I'm on to you now, Travis Babaganush Morgan." KT replies, barely able to keep his face serious when he makes up that awful middle name for Travis. He tightens his lips, watching Travis' face intently fearful that he may loose his character if Travis's face does that thing it does.

<> He says on one band while pretending to think over Travis' question. "Well I suppose you've been putting in a lot of extra work lately after that /incident/ which we won't speak of. SO..." He leans back and taps his chin seeming to examine Travis. "...I suppose so. Plus that Kontra 2099 looks amazing. I used to play the original when I was your age. So maybe I'll like that one and we can play it together?" He says, blurring the lines once more.

Travis stares flatly at KT for a brief moment. <>

"But daaad," Travis whines as he gets back into character. << It's just about keeping focus. I think I can do this. But I won't be able to tell until we pass another psychic unnoticed.>>

Travis grins as his 'dad' relents. "Totes, Dad. Never realized you played those sort of games."

<< I think it's adorable.>> KT says with a snicker out of character. <> He lies and laughs.

<< If you're the only psychic I ever meet again I'd be perfectly fine with that.>>

"Well son- how do you think I became an action hero in real life? Besides years of hard work, rigorous training & these Morgan good looks I mean." He grins at his 'son'. Anyone watching might even find the moment endearing.

<< I did not! I've never even ordered babaganush before.>> Travis sips his latte to keep from smirking at KT disguised as his father. He nearly spits up his coffee at the mention of action hero. <> "Pffft, only you would call yourself an action hero, Dad. Fixing the water heater doesn't count."

<<Mmmhmm. Maybe I'm just psychic. I mean- one of us definitely is.>> KT says, enjoying the look on Travis' face.

<< I thought all humans wanted their fathers to be some kind of heroic archetype and that all fathers wished to be viewed this way? I merely thought I'd give you the opportunity to at least pretend a while.>> He replies. <<Plus- who's to say that the Star QB of Bayside High's dad can't be an overworked almost absentee & purely baseline government agent type? It'd give us lots reason for him to only need to appear for the important things.>>

"You say that, but you've never had to fight that thing in the middle of the night with naught but a wrench to protect you." He says aloud with a tone full of pained suffering- perhaps at not being believed by his son or due to the horrors of hot water heater slugmatches.

<< I don't really know. Kind of? I guess..it'd be nice to pretend my father was a hero.>> Travis' thoughts sound sad, but he smiles at the masquerade. <<And...I suppose that is a good cover.>> Travis shakes his head and laughs in amusement. "Can't say that I have, Dad."