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WHO: Ruka & Claude
WHERE: Out and about in the City
WHEN: Sunday afternoon?!
WARNINGS: get out
SUMMARY: Invisible people and the children who can see them: tonight on Dateline.
FORMAT: words

[So it's afternoon and this green-haired kid is in a corner drug store, getting new elastic hair bands. Someone keeps stealing hers. Humdedum nothing unexpected is going to happen today.]

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[Claude just looked at the girl. What. The. Hell.]

What kind of retarded question is that?

Well, when I was younger, I used to be able to see monsters that nobody else could, and talk to them, too.

[A pause.]

And yes, they were real.

[Claude rolled his eyes.]

Right. And you think I'm a monster. [Pause] Do I look like a monster?

[She sighed heavily in return.]

Ghosts count, and so do some people. It's a really broad category.

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I'm not a ghost and I'm not a monster. Understood?

Yeah. I understand.

Good.

[Pause]

That still doesn't explain how the hell you could see me.

[She shrugged her shoulders, being just as clueless. She still thought he might just be crazy, but if he really was invisible (and thus, an imPort, she figured), then...]

Has anyone else been able to see you?

[Claude nodded.]

Yeah. Sparkles managed to use this infrared shit to see me and the small guy caught my scent or something ridiculous like that.

[A pause.]

... Sparkles?

This chick with light powers-Dazzler. She made sparkles. I didn't know her name for a while, hence Sparkles.

[Don't judge him.]

[The singer? Well, Ruka didn't have powers like her, so that didn't help.]

And the other person? Do you know who he was?

[At least she has the decency to look confused about this whole situation, too.]

[Claude shrugged.]

Beats me. Forgot his name.

[Well that didn't help. She shakes her head.]

Then, I don't know why I can.

[If he was, well, actually invisible.]

[Claude frowns.]

That makes no sense.

[Ruka frowns too. Still incredibly uneasy, but also confused.]

I don't know what to say, really.

[He frowns, thinking.]

Are you an empath?

Eh?

[She shakes her head.]

No, not like that. I make shields.

[Well, that isn't helpful.]

What kind of shields?

It's... a giant bubble. Sort of like a hamster ball, I guess.

[...what]

What sort of lame power is that?

[She frowned more, crossing her arms in front of her chest.]

It means that I can walk through a fire, collapsing building, crowds of zombies, radiation, and have someone try to drop a street on me and not get hurt.

Lemme guess, you've done all that already?

[She nodded, still looking displeased. Man crazy hobo guy she just wants to go home now.]

Yeah. So, I don't know why you're not invisible to me.

[Shut up, we're keeping at this until we find out the answer.]

That makes no damn sense.