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[i_got_this]

Who| South Dakota and You!
What| South making bad-life decisions (aka brother avoidance)
Where| Around the Ship and Legion World
When| First half of March
Warnings/Notes| Language, will add as necessary

South Dakota has never been accused of being a wholly mature person who makes informed decisions after careful consideration. Case in point, when her twin brother arrives on Legion she does her best to avoid him; she's not ready to give up her new-found Independence. On the same hand, though, he's always been an intergral part of her life and the moments she'd spent here without him always felt weird on some level.

So, with these two warring sides, she's been attempting to avoid him in general, and using her power to assume other people's personas when she couldn't sneak past him. So sometimes you might run into someone you swore you just left somewhere else, or - as the case is as the month wears on - you might see someone transforming into someone else as she comes or goes from where ever North is currently.

Feel free to run into any of the following that are actually South Dakota in disguise; South Dakota, America, Dave Strider, Texas, Robbie, or perhaps even random animals.

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[i_got_this]

"Right?! Like who the hell would have thought he'd fall off the deep end like that, super creepy. York made some comment about it but seeing it was just - fucking hell, glad I didn't have to deal with him."

An awkward pause; she'd kind of lost herself in the moment completely there and stands still and silent trying to decide if she can bullshit her way through it or if he's onto her.

Although it is getting exhausting keeping this whole thing up.

But she's got her pride to consider, so she doesn't give in quite yet.

"Yeeeeeah, good times."

[nofortunateson]

. . . okay then.

North manages not to grin. It's not sportsmanlike to grin, and he's probably getting punched anyway, and besides. Now that all of their cards are on the table? It's funny to just milk this along a little longer.

"Aw. It's almost too bad you weren't there to see it," he counters mildly. America was there to see it, of course. But they both know he's not talking to America right now. "Of all the ways I would've thought stolen super-powers could backfire, 'not knowing how to turn off energy shield you put around yourself, then filling it with magically-generated grill meats' has got to be my new favorite."

If anyone could appreciate sheer cruel absurdity of that, the monster in Maine's armor drowning himself in a fishbowl of barbecue, North knows it would be South.

[i_got_this]

Aw hell. She's quiet for another moment trying to remember if that actually happened or not; she'd been too busy running around in vents dropping off bombs and microphones and the like.

She really did hope it happened like that, though, because it sounded amazing. "See that's what he gets for his obsession with Moa burgers." A Mainefact that America was certainly not likely to know. South looks at North another moment longer, and then gives a dramatically elongated, frustrated sigh, and shifts back into her true form; Twinus Annoyus.

"Dammit I was doing so well, too."

[nofortunateson]

And there they are. He'd known, at some level or another, that this was never going to end until South wanted it to. But knowing that it's over brings a wash of relief, enough that even his trustworthy poker face starts to fail him as he nods. Grins. Almost speaks, catches himself biting back laughter instead.

"Off somewhere being cool?" He snerks, pressing his hand to his mouth briefly and nodding in a failed attempt to salvage his composure and pretend he is not wearing the world's biggest shit-eating grin. "That's what you think Carolina sounds like?"

[i_got_this]

"Maybe, if she took the stick out of her butt for like, two seconds." She shrugs. Yeah, it had been a throwawy comment but really if Carolina had stopped training for a moment she would have been jealous.

Okay, not really, but it made South feel better.

She crosses her arms and shifts her weight, looking at her brother. "So the Legion decided to drag you in too, huh?"

[nofortunateson]

"At this rate it looks like they're going to get the whole team eventually." Not that he's married to that idea himself - it seems like the Legion handles itself well enough without being swarmed by the hypercompetitive power armor squad. "How are you liking it?"

[i_got_this]

She shrugs, "Eh, it's alright. Got a lot more freedom than the project, got my own place and I'm starting to make connections. You want some whiskey I could probably make it happen."

That's a big probably, but she at least knew where to start, by now.

[nofortunateson]

"I'm afraid to ask what it'll cost me." There's a touch of appreciation in the jibe - South taking an advantage and abusing the hell out of it is one of those things that's knit into his bones by now, sure as his sense of gravity. It why he hasn't even had it in himself to be upset, up until now. Restless, sure, cagey as anything. But it wouldn't be his sister if she didn't wring that upper hand dry before finally dropping back down to his level.