OOM: workshopping with Charles.

[runningred]

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Jay's workshop is an interesting mess of bike parts and tools. He has a couple of old couches and a cooler full of beer too. "I know it's weird but being down here is almost as private as anywhere in Milliways."

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[runningred]

"I guess that's why I like this place. I fit here. Mostly because no-one fits."

[balancingminds]

"True, I wish there were more places like this in the world."

[runningred]

"You and me both." Jay snorts. I wish I could stay here. But sooner or later, I'll have to go back.

[balancingminds]

Charles shifts forward,

"When you go, you'll be stronger. I promise. You've had a lot of hurt and that's not easily healed over but you can change things."

[runningred]

Jay can't help but cup Charles' cheek. God, I wish I could kiss you.

He leans back and sighs. "There's still poisons that needs cleaning out before some wounds can heal." Things that need to be done. Revenge mostly.

[balancingminds]

"I know and you don't have to face them alone. Be gentle with yourself as there's time here to heal."

[runningred]

Jay laughs softly. "I don't think being gentle with myself is a very good idea." He runs a hand over his belly, he's put on weight here in Milliways. "If anything, I need to get back into shape." Shifting focus much?

[balancingminds]

"That's not what I mean and you know it. I mean emotionally. I'll go jogging with you sometimes if that will make you more comfortable,"

Because Jay is far too good at dodging his feelings.

[runningred]

Jay laughs again, "Yeah, I know what you mean. But it's something I've never been very good at."

[balancingminds]

"That's why I'm here to help you get better at it. So pass me a beer."

[runningred]

Jay smiles and pulls out a beer, passing it to Charles. "So how do I go more gentle on myself?"

[balancingminds]

"Accept that you feel what you feel and that you're not broken or wrong. Then from there, you need to tell me more of what won't leave you alone in the day or the night. Find a way to leave your nightmares so you can face the day."

[runningred]

"So it's not wrong for me to enjoy being used by a vampire. The way I use to be used as a whole. Only on my own terms."

[balancingminds]

"No, I think it could be dangerous but this isn't the time for that conversation,"

Later perhaps when they've gone into why Jay feels drawn into such danger.

[runningred]

Jay nods and shuts down a bit, not talking for a long moment to finish his drink.

[balancingminds]

The shutting down wasn't what he wanted and he drinks his beer before standing up and walking among the bikes,

"Tell me about them. What stories do these tell?"

[runningred]

"The black one was mine when I was a vigilante sidekick. It's top of the line, best tech in the world, best money can buy. It's fast and tooled up. I use it as my spare but this one's mine." He crosses to the other bike - a post war BSA, beat-up and much repaired, clearly cobbled together but with great love. "She's my baby. Built her from scratch myself. She's been all over the world with me. And she's saved my life twice."

[balancingminds]

"I remember bikes like this from New York and England. They always looked fun and dangerous,"

He had some moments when he thought about talking to the riders, Raven usually did, but he had a different role to play.

[runningred]

"Riding's only as dangerous as you make it. I keep the Bat-bike for teaching people on because it's harder to drop. More safety features in the more resent bikes and I can set it to limit the top speed."

"I love BSAs because they''re simple. Post war design is uncomplicated, easy to repair and easy to get parts for. Anywhere in the old British Empire you can find something that'll do the job. And they're less fussy about fuel. She's harder to ride but far more practical."

[balancingminds]

"Let me know if you ever need parts. I plan on getting back to New York and I used to know the City pretty well. Simple is good, that's what makes good shields too, nothing overly fancy. What works and comes easily to you."

[runningred]

"Nar, it's all good. The Bar fixed me up with all the parts I need and there's plenty down here to scavenge."

"I don't know about shields. The only ones I've ever used are up here." He points to his head.

[balancingminds]

"That's what I meant and you've got good ones."

[runningred]

"I had a good teacher. A member of a fully telepathic race. He found the free and loud thoughts of humans distracting and sometime distressing so he offered to teach the people he worked around how to shield themselves." He shows Charles Martian Manhunter. With the image comes a sense of respect. J'onn was kind and patience and a very good teacher.

[balancingminds]

He observes and smiles,

"I understand his feeling but the world would be quiet for me without the thoughts around me."

[runningred]

"J'onn understood that in order to do what we did, we needed to be able to keep our own secrets. He didn't want to take for granted thoughts or knowledge that he hadn't been given. Real names especially. Secret identities and the like."