Log:Anything You Can Do

2014/11/30 Grimm Matt 1

The streets are quiet and beautifully lit with the neon signs of the clubs in the area. Mostly locals come out here for the night life, but Sunday evenings are slow. Perhaps thankfully slow, as a supernatural darkness begins to form over the streets...

Matt is walking home. Its been a long time since he's done so. He's been relishing the normality of his old life, and this helps him to savor simpler days.

The darkness in the air spreads about 5 meters in diameter, and four meters in the air above the streets. It's a pitch black globe of matter, but everything around it seems to dim as well.

Matt lost in his own world for a bit until he notices the subtle difference, his immortal sight allows him to see in the dark, and its definitely dark..too dark. He looks around for the source if there is one..

Today is not one of those simpler days. As Grimm discovered from the overload of weird around Porter, her overprotective Dark Passenger whisked her away to another dimension at random in an attempt to guard her from danger in what was probably just a big misunderstanding. Some dimensional misadventures later proved that the place it took her to in such a hurry was not any safer than where she was.

Where she ended up was a dimension more familiar to her shadow than to her. What it considered safe, she considered a place of horrors. Time passed differently there than it did here. For what was a few minutes for her was a few hours on earth. Who knows what she saw there, but one can imagine by what she brings back with her in her attempt to escape.

The rifts between worlds weak where the black globe is. A rising sound of dark, unintelligible whispers...and then the globe recedes, leaving Grimm struggling in the tentacled grips of some horrific creature. It's latched its tentacles around her throat, torso, one leg, and one arm. "Let...GO of me!" she lets out a strangled cry.

Vulshoth Spawn

Its globular body is around 7 feet in diameter, with five red eyes spaced around a large, powerful beak. Most of the hundreds of tentacles that sheathe the spawn's body reach no more than three feet, but it can extend tentacles further if it wants.

Matt blanches from the looks, but his reaction is immediate, his body flashes with the power of the sun, and he unleashes a blast meant to hit only the tentacles..

The spear of light that he throws blows seven ways all hitting the creatures Tentacle. "Let her go! That was a warning!"

The Vulshoth doesn't even seem to notice as the beam splits and arcs around its form harmlessly. It chitters and turns slowly as it hovers, its tentacles winding tighter around her as it bleeds off energy form her.

"Uhnnn!" Grimm lets out a pained sound as the tentacles wind around her her and start to absorb her life energy. A strange purplish glow transfers from her to the creature. "Kuh....kill it!"

Matt frowns, as a blade of pure light rises from within his hands, a blade that likens it to a katana, Talk is useless obviously, and he doesn't have the time to try to communicate with it, so he pushes his newfound skills and whirls bringing the sword around in an arc to make it release Grimm.

The vulshoth shudders in shock and flies back into a building, causing cracks to appear on the building's exterior before it slides to the ground, its tentacles quivering and waving about. It's still holding onto Grimm, who doesn't look too worse for wear from the impact, since the Vulshoth cushioned her. It makes a stuttering hissing sound as it rotates and focuses its many eyes on Matt.

Matt falls to his knees, he holds his head he's not sure what just hit him, but he knows it has to do with big black and ugly...

Grimm grips the tentacle around her throat with both hands, trying to free herself as she gasps for air. It turns out she doesn't need gestures to summon her powers necessarily. The air around her turns black as a shadowy limb with a monstrous claw grows out of her side and slashes at the creature's 'face'.

The claws skim over the creature and don't even seem to scratch it. But it's several eyes grow angry.

The Vulshoth's tentacles have tiny teeth on them that try to dig into Grimm and suck her blood, while it also tries to draw her into its beak to consume. Grimm yells out, trying to kick and writhe her way free.

Blood starts running down Grimm's neck and around her arm and leg where the tentacles grabbed her. Then the creature draws her in and crushes down on her torso with its powerful beak, causing her to scream, then go woozy as she goes into shock. Her body goes limp, but she's still conscious.

Matt breaks..he doesn't know why, maybe its because he knows her, maybe because he shares something with her that no one else he knows does, that she's a conduit too, that she is just learning the meaning of her powers, the same as him, and now she's in trouble..bad. He won't allow it.

The Vulshoth gets crushed against the building once again. Seeing that Matt is a real threat, its tentacles toss Grimm aside. She makes a wet sound as she lands on the sidewalk, rolling a few feet and leaving behind a red stain on the ground. The vulshoth starts to hover in the air and lashes its tentacles out at Matt.

The Vulshoth's tentacles wind tightly around Matt's body, pinning his arms to his sides as the teethed suckers try to dig into him to feed.

Matt feels that..and that's not good. Teeth on the tentacular horror, "Not good enough.." he says between gritted teeth.

Grimm is bleeding out on the sidewalk where she lies face down, her eyes staring off and unfocused in the direction of the horror. She blinks a few times as she sees Matt in trouble in her place. "Nuh...no..." she whispers. Her arms move slowly as she tries to feebly plant them on the ground and push herself up. But she doesn't have the strength get up, and she collapses back down on the sidewalk. So she just lies there, raising up one hand shakily. "Gotta...make this...count," she squints one eye closed as dark energy starts to build up around her hand. She puts all her power into this one darkblast, summoning the darkness and drawing it through her.

The energy gathering in her hand focuses and shoots forth in a massive, focused beam that crashes into the Vulshoth. It drops Matt as it's thrown back into the building and smashes right through the storefront of a dry cleaners with a horrifying shriek. Its tentacles flail and shudder as dark smoke rises off the creature. The smoke isn't caused by her blast, but by the body disintegrating as its ties to this plane are weakened to prevent it from maintaining its presence. The sanity-bending horror melts like wax from a candle and turns into a black, disgusting ooze on the ground of the shop. Dry cleaners will be needed for the dry cleaners, it seems.

Grimm drops her hand limply from the effort of the blast and sinks back down on the concrete, closing her eyes.

Matt falls to the ground, he is bleeding from multiple small wounds, and if this is anything like what Grimm underwent, he needs to get her to the hospital, Running over to her, he grabs her up in his arms and flies to the hospitals with her.

Matt holds her close, "You're going to be alright...thanks for the back up there...we conduits need to stick together right?" he says, although there is noticeable fear in his voice. No Amelia here to heal all the injuries, she's bleeding out in his arms, and there's not a lot he can do for her.

Grimm just remains dead weight in Matt's arms for the most part. She can't even hold her head up. But a weak, single laugh escapes her at the conduit solidarity. She manages a soft nod, clutching the biggest wound on her side where the creature bit into her. "Yeah....yer welcome. And we do." She coughs up some blood and shudders. "...augh...can't die...like this..." She closes her eyes and clutches the wound tighter. Through will and need, her powers start to activate. A gently, dark purplish glow suffuses the injured area. The wound fills in black with shadows, and when the shadow disappears, some of the flesh has healed and the worst of the bleeding stops, but she's still in critical condition.

Matt laughs, thankfully, nervously, "You can heal?" he says incredulously, "I think there are some things we can help teach each other."

Grimm nods weakly, still obviously in pain. "..if I can...focus enough..." she exhales and tries to concentrate. Slowly, her body is rebuilt from her powers. Finally, she seems whole again, and just bloodied. "Doesn't seem to work on others, though, unless they're made of shadows." She's breathing a little easier now.

Matt nods.."Still..perhaps.." he says and he notices she seems fine..."Uh.." he says eloquently as he lowers to the ground.."Sorry, um..sorry for holding you so close...I was..um..worried.."

Grimm is still a bit shaky on her feet as he sets her down, but she does remain upright. "No worries. It was...nice of you," she admits. "I was too out of it at first to concentrate enough to fix myself. If it had knocked me out or finished me off...that would've been the end of me." Maybe she's still more unsteady than she thought, because she walks over to the nearest wall and leans against it. "What a day..." she finally sighs. "I could go for a smoke. And I don't even smoke!"

Matt goes over..to steady her, but he feels uncomfortable..he's in a relationship after all.."Um..I got a light if you can find a smoke.." he says with a snap, a small flame erupts from his pointer finger.

Grimm doesn't seem to be registering Matt in that way. But she does smirk and laugh a little at the flame trick. "Nice. I think you got the cherry end of the conduit deal. You have access to all the elements. And Me? I got the nastiest of the group."

Matt shakes his head, "None of them are nasty...none of them are blessings, they are what they are, and we need to learn how to deal with them. They are all just tools. Someone else could have used these gifts for evil, for power, for their own amusement.." he is reliving memories of his father..the words come almost unbidden.

"That's what I'VE been saying! It's how you use it. But no, it's either 'What ARE you?' and assumptions that I'm evil just because of how my abilities look, or a straight out attack." Grimm sounds like she has a bit of a chip on her shoulder. "And that's from the good guys! The bad guys just want to use my powers. Or take them." She wraps her arms around herself and keeps leaning against the building, staring down at the sidewalk. . o O (Do I even belong anywhere...?)

Matt grins, "Hey..its a choice, we all have them. This might just be the place for you." he shrugs, "Its all in what you make of it. Change your viewpoint, and maybe you'll change the world...and if not the world, than at least your world."

Grimm raises a brow. "Change my viewpoint? Whaddayamean?" It sounds a bit brusque, but she seems interested. "If this is some deep philosophy talk, I may need to eat something first. You want some KFC, or...hmm. I think there's an El Cerdo Loco nearby. My treat, seeing as how you saved me." She pauses and watches him, then suddenly says defensively, "Whaaaat? I'm a student, I can't afford much."

Matt digs into his pocket, "Here.." he says remembering his father's days, they were not great student days, but he knew it was a good time over all. Its about 200 dollars. "Thats just because we conduits have to stick together.."

Grimm stares down at the money, then back at Matt. "That totally defeats the purpose of me rewarding you for saving my life! I'm supposed to give -you- something! That's how this works," she smirks.

Matt shrugs, "I dont do this for the rewards. I don't need them. But a good talk is always welcome. Are we Dozy?"

"Well I don't, either." Grimm doesn't accept the money, but she does say, "Yeah, we're dozy.

Matt shakes his head, "Look..money grows on trees.." he closes his fist and opens it slowly revealing a lump of gold. "Just take it. Here's a deal, I'll never offer you anything again..."

Grimm frowns a little as she weighs his words. "Geez, if you can just make money out if thin air, fine." She sighs and accepts the cash. "Deal." She folds the cash and slips it into her pocket.

Matt says, "Uh..and I meant money. If you need anything just let me know, and my help is always going to be there if you need it." he says stammering it out, "Not..uh that I was going to cut you off or anything."

Grimm smirks and laughs a little, seeming like she's feeling better. "Calm down there, Galavant. I said we're dozy. C'mon, let's go get some El Cerdo Logo. I'm totes craving some some carnitas." She pushes herself off the wall and seems to be more steady now, but her clothes are still tattered and bloody.

Matt ums.."You're a little exposed there..need to drop by and get some clothes?..I can just meet you..?"

Grimm looks down at herself and winces. "Oh, geez!" she runs her hands over herself to cover her decency. As she does so, blackness spreads across the gaps. Then the blackness vanishes, leaving her clothes cleaned and mended again.

Matt can't stop staring.."Uh...yeah..better.." he guesses. "Um..so yeah, El Lardo coco?.."

Grimm laughs. "Neat trick, huh? And it's El Cerdo Loco. The crazy pig! All things mexican involving pork. Oh man, the tenderest fast food mexican pork you can find. It beats most of the sit down restaurants. Their carnitas and al pastar are in-SANE."

Matt nods slowly. "Great..uh great. Lets go...you lead the way."

Grimm waves in a 'follow me' motion and heads down the street. "It's just two blocks away. Can't believe you haven't heard of it before." And as she promised, as they turn the corner, the red sign and yellow text of El Cerdo Loco is visible just a short distance away.

Matt nods and follows..

Matt walks into El Cerdo Loco..and eyes the menu. "You say this place is good?"

Grimm steps in with Matt and nods. "Yeah, best fast food mexican there is. Trust me. I can't believe you haven't eaten here before. Look, I know it doesn't seem like much, but it's good. You'll start craving it for sure, and they're open 24/7." The inside of the place smells good with the smells of mexican food. There's a booths and tables inside, you order at the counter, and you take a number for them to bring food. It's a step up from Burrito Bell and specializes in pork dishes. And they make it gooood.

Matt nods slowly, "None of these in the GBR.." he says, then as its his turn, He walks up looking at the Menu, "I'll have a couple of Carnita's soft tacos, and a large drink please?"

"It's more a local chain. You can't really find these outside the east coast. I'll have a Carnitas nachos, and some guacamole on the side, and a Mr. Pepper," Grimm orders. She passes over some of the cash Matt gave her to pay for both of them, then receives their sodas and a number for their table. "K, let's go find a seat."

Matt nods and follows. "Uh..I have a girlfriend.." he blurts out.

Grimm turns towards Matt and shoves his soda in his hand and smirks. "Good for you, pal. I'm not looking for someone. But, uhh, thanks for the information." She just shakes her head and seems amused as she slides into a booth seat and sets the number stand on the edge of the table. "I swear, guys. You act a little nice or grateful, and suddenly they think you're hitting on them."

Matt shakes his head, "Uh...no..um, just didn't want you thinking I was hitting on you. Some people think I'm scenic, and uh, I wouldn't want you to think the wrong thing." he seems uncomfortable talking about it.

"Ehhh. I guess you're nice eye candy. A bit young. But like I said, I'm not looking for someone." Grimm leans back and takes a sip from her drink. "So at ease, conduit. I'm not trying to steal you from your girlfriend or anything."

Matt nods, "Good..cause looking at you all exposed like that was a little..um.." he looks for the right word.."Um..yeah..ok, whatever." he finishes, once again eloquently.

Grimm smirks, her eyes narrowed slightly. "Hope you weren't peeking, perv. My eyes are up here," she laughs.

Matt shrugs, "Um..you're in good shape..nice..um..abs.." he says lamely, but making sure to say it while looking in her eyes.

"Hah. Thanks," Grimm replies sarcastically. One of the employees walks by and notes their number.

"Number 47? Here's your stuff," she sets down a tray with their food.

"Oh, sweet," Grimm says as she picks up her plate of nachos and places it in front of her. "This is da bomb right here." The employee heads back to the counter area.

Matt grabs his food, "Looks ok.." he says eyeing it and takes a sniff. "smells pretty good." he says taking a sip from the soda, "Any way, you weren't all that scenic bloody and gross...anyway."

"Hey, it's no gourmet, but it's satisfying comfort noms." Grimm picks up a chip loaded with guac and carnitas and munches it down noisily. "Well, glad you didn't find that scenic. Else you'd be pretty twisted like some of those DEMON cultists. They're into some weird stuff, man." She slurps down some soda.

Matt cocks his head to the side, "You're associated with DEMON?"

Grimm's eyes narrow and she says darkly and emphatically, "-No-." She looks like she's offended at the implication. "I hate those twisted, evil f***s."

Matt nods slowly, "I don't like them either..from what I remember of them. They're pretty..sick, even for villain groups. I think they might have been involved with the riftwar."

"Rift war? Sorry, I'm not up to date on all the mystical stuff. But I'm reading up on a lot of things. But yeah, meta putrid group. I want nothing to do with them. But they seem to really want me," Grimm says unhappily. She consoles herself with more nachos.

Matt nods, "It happened on this plane a while back, ended recently.." he pauses with the memory of his father's death still strongly on his mind, "Amodeus, Mestaphales, and the Devil were all involved, so I think that perhaps the weakening of the partitions between planes may have been caused by their meddling."

"Wow. Some of the big wigs. I could see DEMON being on board with some of that, if they could get some of that power for themselves," Grimm stuffs another loaded nacho into her mouth, then taps the plastic plate towards Matt. "Want a bite?"

Matt shakes his head, "Not now..I'll give it a try maybe later.." he says picking up the flour soft taco and taking a bite of his. He wasn't expecting much but smiles as he finishes the first bite. "Not bad..not bad at all."

Grimm drags her plate back towards her. "See? For the price, it's great," she grins. "So I'm guessing we won the Rift war?"

Matt nods slowly, "It..was won, not without a lot of casualties."

Grimm rests her elbow on the table while she listens and shovels food in her mouth. "Wow. How have I not heard about this?"

Matt looks at the food, and the sadness that wells up from his father's memories, from the memories of the other souls in him that remember the war makes him lose his appetite. He leans back away from the food, "Most of it happened off plane. The action on this plane happened about 5 years ago..just..just before my father went missing."

"Oh. Sorry...forget I asked. I didn't mean to bring you down," Grimm apologizes.

Matt shakes his head, "No..its important, its one of the most important things that happened that no one knows about." his voice is solid, "My father left this plane, he did not go missing. He went to the other planes, and spent nearly 400 years in the defense of the other realms, slowly pushing the demons back until he reached their plane." he seems to look off somewhere that can't be seen, "You know that time on other planes is different from the passage of time here?"

Grimm nods softly. "Yeah, I've experienced it first hand. Sometimes it feels like I've been gone days, and it's only been a few hours or less. Or vice versa, like today. My shadow whisked me away after this monster attacked this guy called Porter. I guess it was his girlfriend, but my shadow didn't understand and it carried me away without my permission, and landed me in one of the nastier shadow realms because it thought it was 'safe'. That weird tentacle monster noticed me and grabbed onto me, and I tried to shadow step back here, and...I was someplace different. And it was much darker than it was when I left. And that damned horror hitched a ride with me."

Matt nods, "Yeah..that thing sucked. I'm sorry about that, I would like to learn how you do that though, go between planes." he says "My father could do it..eventually. He died securing the realms, ending the war. He spent 400 years fighting, my mother never knew..well, never knew until recently where he had gone. She thought he had simply left. His mind..had changed. He was one with his...exodii. His mind and the consciousness of our ancestors as well as with the gods who give us our powers, were merged, and he lost his humanity. When he died though..he died to protect all the realms, but mostly this one..because it is here where his true love lived." he sighs, "I haven't shared this with anyone else."

Grimm suddenly looks concerned. "Exodii? Gods? Wow. Don't really know about any of that. I haven't seen any gods, except those monstrous things DEMON considers gods. And I still feel...human. I mean!" she frowns suddenly. "I'm -still- human." That's important to her, it seems. She listens some more. "Wow...sounds like your dad was pretty big news. I'm sorry he died. That's really...sad," she sighs. "Sounds like true love to me. And...I'm sorry. I don't know if I can exactly teach you how to go between planes and dimensions. I can try. Not sure if you really want to have that power, though..."

Matt shakes his head "If I am to fulfill my destiny, I will need to learn it." he pauses, "I will learn it, it took my father 50 years but he didn't have anyone teaching him.." he thinks, "There are many things that I am already learning how to do that took my father years, just because he didn't have anyone to teach him. He's teaching me..sort of."

Grimm raises a brow. "Destiny? What destiny is that?" she sounds like she has a dislike of the word.

Matt says this like it is the most basic information, "To protect the realms...This one in particular.'

Grimm props up her chin with her hand and picks up a macho chip, then points out to Matt. "So...you're going to disappear and lose your humanity, too?"

Matt shakes his head, "I don't think so. At least not lose my humanity."

Matt says, "My mother made me go through some intense training..she..um, its complicated, lets just say she knew the possibility of me getting these powers and the burden that goes with it, and prepared me for it."

"That's some pretty heavy stuff. I'm glad I don't have crap like that weighing me down," Grimm grins a bit.

Matt shrugs, "I've been preparing for this for 16 years, now..it simply is what it is."

Grimm frowns vaguely. "Do it because you want to. Not because someone says you have to. Freedom of choice. You have it."

Matt says, "Do I want this?" he asks, "Yes..I want this. This is so a part of who I am, that there are other...minds that share this cabeza." he grins, "Thought I would use my spanish, considering our restaurant choice. "I don't even think twice, I feel..have always felt the need to protect others. As my power grows, so will my responsibility, I just have to live to get there.""

Grimm snorts. "With powers like ours? I'm sure you'll live to get there. There's so much power here...sometimes I feel like I'm going to explode. You probably feel the same, right?" she asks curiously, thinking perhaps Matt would understand. But...she's different. She doesn't have gods or voices to deal with. Nor the responsibility of a legacy weighing down on her.

Matt says, "There's a lot of power here. Its difficult to control, something crazy happened once..I lost it, lost control of the power, and I..uh...exploded." he thinks about it, "The power..more likely blew up around me. If your little mind game is right, I need to live to make it..and I need to end Ariel..if I ended her, then even if Neptune kills me there's no where for my power to go.""

Grimm remembers what she saw in his vision. "Hrm. Well. Killing her DOES seem like the safest way to make sure all those realms are safe. There isn't anyone else in line after her, right?"

Matt shakes his head, "No..she's special. She's..in a way, my sister. She bears a part of my father's soul, that's how she bears a claim to my power..all of my powers."

Grimm's eyes light up slightly. "Shared power...huh. So. She wants it all. And if you kill her, you get it all. That's how that works, right?"

Matt nods..."um...hrm..." he seems to be thinking hard about this one. "I think that's not even right." he beckons the soda out of his drink, and ushers it into his mouth, swallowing, "I have her power..she reverted to her natural state when all of the soul shards of the regent came together within me." he thinks again, "I don't think she has a claim..."

Grimm looks confused. "So, then...why does she want to kill you again? What'll that do for her?"

Matt shrugs, "She's crazy, she's got a head full of cats...?"

Grimm shrugs as well. "Could be, could be. Well, if she can't usurp your power, then...wow. That means you should be strong enough to conquer all the realms instead," she smirks.

Matt sighs...."That's not funny..." clearly not amused, as if the idea isn't new...

"Ohhh, don't be such a sour puss," Grimm takes a drag off her soda through the straw.

Matt manipulates the soda up her nose instead of down her throat. "look at the kitty calling the puss sour..."

Grimm snorts and blows soda out of her nose as the acidic soda bubbles burn her sinuses painfully. Now it's her turn to growl and look sour. "That was a nasty trick," she says as she fumes...

Grimm raises her right hand, her index and middle finger held up together. With a motion, she swipes them over to the right as if moving something out of the way. And then...

In time with the swipe of her hand, Grimm makes Matt believe all of this clothes have been ripped away by a shadowy claw, leaving him naked in the restaurant.

Matt laughs, thinking he was pretty clever until he sees her reaction..as she moves her finger, he feels his clothes tug, and then tear from his body, he looks down, he knows he's scenic, but now he's naked...he covers himself with one hand, then points a finger at her, "I said I have a girlfriend!" he shouts as a flash of light is aimed her eyes, he doesn't want her to see him naked.

Matt is so discombobulated that he completely misses her...

Grimm bursts out laughing at his comment, ducking her head down as he tries to blast her. "Ohhh, nice try, pal. Heheheh, but two can play this game! And I play to win!" She points her two fingers at him like a gun, then cocks back her thumb. "Bang!"

Grimm englobes Matt's head in a darkness bubble that blocks his vision and deafens him.

Matt yells incoherently and while he can't hear himself, hehe knows where he last saw her.

Grimm covers her mouth and snickers as some of the employees look at Matt acting like a crazy person.

Grimm slaps her hand on the table a few times as she doubles over laughing. He attempts to blind her with bright light, but her eyes only dark in respond to shield her from the light. "Oh this is so good..."

Another flash of light bursts from his hands, he blindly fires,off, he doesn't want to hurt her, but he's not liking this at all...suddenly his mind splinters under the situation

An unconscious self defense mechanism begins to unfold, his body begins to arch and power of all kinds can be seen growing in a bubble around him, to Grimm mage sight, she can tell what's happening, and that there isn't a lot of time, the powers that are rapidly growing will not be withheld for long....

Grimm's eyes widen as she suddenly sees the build up of energy. "Oh...crap!" She lunges across the table and grabs ahold of Matt's shoulders, clamping her hands on firmly. Then she has to focus to get him out of there. Somewhere safe. Somewhere nobody will get hurt. All she can think of in that very instant is the place she was taken when her powers were raging out of control. Suddenly, the two are swallowed in an orb of darkness. When the orb fades, the two are gone.

Island in MoN

This small, rocky island... or isle, isn't very large. A few city blocks, and then all that's visible is ocean. Lots and lots of ocean. The water and breeze are both cold, and there's not much more than scrub growing.

Grimm and Matt rematerialize. While Matt can't see, he can certainly feel the very cold ocean breezes and the smell of the sea, and the fact that the table and chair are gone suddenly. It's much, much colder here than it was in Colonial Bay.

Matt feels the change in some part of his mind, it almost registers enough to pull him out of this involuntary reflexive reaction....but not quite, and the power starts,to spike...dangerously so...

Grimm lets go of Matt and falls back a few steps as he starts to go critical. Her body darkens and fades, becoming semi-transparent.

Matt falls to the beach dazed...

Grimm raises her arms up to shield herself out of instinct, but the watery explosion just passes through her shadow form.

Matt realizes what's going on and goes to cover his privates again, but his pants are there..and he realizes he's been duped..he has compounded feelings of stupidity and shame. "...F**k..." he says miserably. ..

Grimm lets out a sigh of relief and sits down ungracefully on her rear. It's more of a collapsing gesture. "Shiiiiaat, that was close," she says as she runs her fingers through her hair, becoming solid again.

Matt remains laid out on the sand, the breezes, do not bother him, neither does the cold, "What happened?" he asks...

"You lost your sh** and I had to get you far away from people, stat," Grimm answers, also unbothered by the cold.

Matt sits up slowly. .he says in a quiet horse voice..."Suggestion. do not mess with my head..."

Grimm smirks back. "Suggestion: Don't put soda up my nose. At least what I did didn't hurt."

Matt nods "I'll do something else next time." he says as he gestures with his own fingers...

Grimm raises her hand, which trembles as she tries to resist, and then sticks her index finger into her ear, digging it in and twist it as she winces.

Matt says, "you're gross..very in ladylike" he says with a smirk on his face. "are we even?"

Grimm is as stubborn as Matt. Maybe even more so. And she WILL get her revenge and teach this brat a lesson. "Maybe I should get lady lessons from you. You can show me how to courtesy and dance like a real lady."

Matt feels the invasion, but thanks to the training in his mind, he's able to avoid the mental command. he winces but says, "that was close." now he says "close your eyes..." and he tries to get her to close her eyes, and moves his hands another way...

Grimm pulls her finger out of her ear as she regains control.

Matt grins, "Come on....let's call it even.."

Grimm closes her eyes, but this just makes her laugh. "Ohhh, I'm not done yet," she says with a smart-ass smirk. Even with her eyes closed, she can see him. See all around her. A black pool of darkness swirls at her feet suddenly, and black tentacles shoot out towards Matt.

The thick, squid-like tentacles wrap around Matt, pinning his arms to his sides and coiling about him.

Matt wills the ocean to rise, as a hand forms and tries to grab Grimm...

One of the black waving tentacles around Grimm, of which there are four, smacks away the oncoming wave, drenching her with cold water. But the cold doesn't bother her. "Nice try," she says as she takes steps towards him. "But if you want to make this a match of being even..." The tentacle wrapped around Matt lifts him off his feet and reaches over, dunking him in the nearby water, drenching Matt's clothes as he did hers. "NOW do you want to call it even?"

Matt is hardly bothered by the dunk. "Tarred...and now for the feathering..."

Once again, the tentacle rises up and swats the sand rising up to grab Grimm, but the sand sticks to her clothes. "Oh, hah. Hah." The tentacle around Matt pulls him out of the water and then pulls him back to the beach, rolling him in the sand to match Grimm's new attire. "Now we're both a pair of birds," she says, her eyes still closed.

Matt can't seem to keep a hold oh her, but the indignities continue .."you stink....of burnt hair..." she doesn't but she doesn't know that..

Once again, the tentacle rips away the fiery bonds, but now most of her clothes are burned with large holes throughout. "Oh, so funny...trying to get my clothes off for real now? I thought you 'had a girlfriend'," she retorts back.

Matt says back, "you probably went for the joy ride in my mind earlier, you're the perv, not me.."

Grimm smirks. "All I did was tell your mind you weren't wearing any clothes. I didn't see whatever you thought you were seeing."

Matt scoffs, "right! like you didn't see what went on in my mind the last time?" he's tired of playing..."ok...we're even..."

Grimm takes a deep breath and rolls her neck in a stretch. Her clothes grow completely black, and when the shadows disappear, they're whole, clean, and dry again. "If I keep this going, it's going to get nasty for you."

Grimm nods in satisfaction as Matt calls it even. The tentacle carries him to solid ground and sets him gently on his feet before uncoiling from him to release him. "Even," she grins.

Matt looks at himself, he looks like hell, but he dries himself off with some heat, he then runs his hand through his hair and a localized breeze gives him a wind blown look, then he shakes himself off and the sand follows his commands falling off him back to the beach. "where the hell are we?" he asks gruffly.

Grimm looks around at the barren island. "Some island near Greenland that someone took me to when I was about to lose control of -my- powers. It was the first place I could think of that wouldn't have anyone nearby."

Matt nods, "can you bring us back? or is it a long flight home?"

"Pretty long flight," Grimm says as she opens her eyes and starts walking towards Matt. The black tentacles fade out as she steps towards him. "I'll get us home," she says as she claps a hand on his shoulder. Everything goes black suddenly, and then someone turns the lights back on. They're on the sidewalk outside El Cerdo Loco, back in Colonial Bay.