[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Car -> The Mutant Underground
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]
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[color=mediumspringgreen]“Yeah, I had been imagining it wasn’t much more different than hitting the gym but I’m trying to move away from that idea. That one requires people getting hurt and I’d rather not. And I’m starting to get a sense that this isn’t something you can just practice away.”[/color] James frowned, trying to consider how to phrase what he felt. He’d never really spoken about his healing ability to anyone other than asking if they need help and it was a strange concept to verbalize. [color=mediumspringgreen]“Do you know how after someone gets hurt, like really hurt, they sleep and doze off a lot? Their bodies need the rest to stitch all that back together but I let you skip that. The months of bed rest and exhaustion and fixing all collapse down to those few minutes and you’re back up and ready to roll but I do it in your place, you feel? So I don’t know how someone practices how to not need a nap after breaking something but if you’ve got something, I’m down to try dude.”[/color] Hopefully, that was enough to explain how it felt. It was a weird thing to imagine, closing someone’s wounds but taking their exhaustion, but it was about as close as he could get it. He’d certainly appreciate any help he could get with this.

James snuggled back reflexively when he felt Casper snuggle into him, placing a soft kiss on Casper. The shouting made him frown and he was about to say something when Ben flickered into view and slapped Casper clean across the face. James sat stunned for a moment―did Ben get angry enough to manifest or did Casper unconsciously conjurer Ben to slap him? That second one had some problematic implications but he really was out of his league when it came to Casper’s powers.―before he intervened. [color=mediumspringgreen]“Okay guys, calm down. Regardless of what we think here, Veil’ll make the right decision.  I don’t know what the whole argument is but taking shots at each other, verbally or physically, is just going to make the situation worse.”[/color] James gently grabbed his boyfriend, urging him out of the car. [color=mediumspringgreen]“Why don’t we check on Sunshine and Max and then go cuddle in bed until Veil gets back because honestly, there’s a 50/50 chance that I might pass out on the stairs.”[/color] James suggested as he headed into the Underground. 

He’d been putting off thinking about what could have happened to the two. He was certainly in no condition to do more than slap a bandaid on someone but the knot of worry he hadn’t been fully aware of loosened at the sight of the pair still conscious and standing on their own. [color=mediumspringgreen] “Oh thank fuck.”[/color] James sighed in relief as he also wrapped himself around Sunshine for a moment,catching Waverly in a group hug, before he did the same with Max. The little book he was carrying sent off some warning bells in his head but he waved them off. They were fine and back and James just wasn’t going to think about what weird magic stuff he may have brought back. He stepped back from them, knowing how Sunshine got when she felt surrounded and cornered,and gave them space to tell their tale.