Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2016 9:25:25 GMT
January 3rd, 2018 (Let me know if I should change this, don't want conflicting timelines by accident)
It wasn't often these days that The Cave was quiet. With so many new members joining the Team after recent developments, there had always seemed to be someone hanging around waiting for the next mission or training. Likewise, there weren't many hours in the day that Conner could set aside for doing nothing. When he wasn't working, helping the newbies with their training, or training himself, he had all the additional mundane tasks that came along with being a University student. With such a busy schedule, it was no surprise that every once in a while Conner just wanted to relax and decompress.
As luck had it, today just happened to be one of those rare days when all seemed well. There were no emergency reports coming in, the Team was either out on patrol or enjoying the first week of the new year, and the Cave was blissfully quiet; or it would be, if Conner wasn't currently sitting on the couch in the lounge with his eyes glued to the over-sized television. The last one had already been big, but the replacement the League had put in was patently ridiculous. Stranger still, there was nothing actually on the screen: just the continuous, soft hiss of static and the chaotic visual of snow.
As luck had it, today just happened to be one of those rare days when all seemed well. There were no emergency reports coming in, the Team was either out on patrol or enjoying the first week of the new year, and the Cave was blissfully quiet; or it would be, if Conner wasn't currently sitting on the couch in the lounge with his eyes glued to the over-sized television. The last one had already been big, but the replacement the League had put in was patently ridiculous. Stranger still, there was nothing actually on the screen: just the continuous, soft hiss of static and the chaotic visual of snow.
When he'd first come to the Cave the rest of the Team hadn't known that he did this: only M'gann ever caught him, and her assumption had been that he didn't know how to work the television. He hadn't of course, but for whatever reason he continued to do this from time to time, even after learning the intricacies of just about every device in the base. There was no denying it was unusual, Conner knew that. At the same time he found the low, constant sound to be soothing in some way he couldn't describe. It helped clear his mind of errant thoughts and distractions that so easily plagued him thanks to his super-senses. When he was worked up even a leaky faucet on the third floor could irritate him. In the same way, he'd never particularly liked day-time television shows, or TV shows in general. Most of it was more irritating than the background noise he was trying to drown out. So, when no one else was around and the Cave was quiet, Conner would simply turn the TV to static and watch.
Next to him Wolf was lazing about on the rest of the couch, absolutely dominating the furniture with his enhanced size. If not for the canine's usually fierce appearance, it wouldn't be hard to mistake him for an over-sized dog at times. Conner wondered just what exactly had bonded him so strongly with Wolf; he was essentially a wild animal before, and gratitude should only go so far. Certainly Conner had saved Wolf's life on more than one occasion since then, but he still felt unworthy of the animal's loyalty at times. He reached out and rubbed his hand over the wolf's head, eliciting a grumble that could have been a happy sound or an expression of protest at being disturbed. Conner didn't feel like getting into a wrestling match just then, so he assumed it was the former.
Ironically, although he was sitting and essentially doing nothing Conner never felt bored or sleepy when he watched white noise. He'd mused in the past that his 16 weeks of telepathic programming had simply made him a bit more cerebral than other people, but he didn't like thinking about that often: it made him feel even more different than he already was. Leaning back slightly in his seat, Conner's thoughts turned to more mundane things. He had an Creative Writing project due soon, and he hadn't quite started on it yet. A whisper of a smile crossed his face as the absurdity of his own thoughts struck him. It was odd that someone who had regularly dealt with world-ending situations would still have it in him to worry about something like Homework. Then again, that was the point: he needed to be humbled sometimes. Still, he hadn't even decided what he was going to write. His attempts at short stories and narratives thus far had fallen flat. He let out a light, frustrated sigh. "Haven't tried poetry yet. Maybe that'll work." Wolf huffed in what might have been derisive commentary or a yawn. Conner shot the wolf a sidelong glare. "Don't start. Not like you have to worry about this stuff."
Ironically, although he was sitting and essentially doing nothing Conner never felt bored or sleepy when he watched white noise. He'd mused in the past that his 16 weeks of telepathic programming had simply made him a bit more cerebral than other people, but he didn't like thinking about that often: it made him feel even more different than he already was. Leaning back slightly in his seat, Conner's thoughts turned to more mundane things. He had an Creative Writing project due soon, and he hadn't quite started on it yet. A whisper of a smile crossed his face as the absurdity of his own thoughts struck him. It was odd that someone who had regularly dealt with world-ending situations would still have it in him to worry about something like Homework. Then again, that was the point: he needed to be humbled sometimes. Still, he hadn't even decided what he was going to write. His attempts at short stories and narratives thus far had fallen flat. He let out a light, frustrated sigh. "Haven't tried poetry yet. Maybe that'll work." Wolf huffed in what might have been derisive commentary or a yawn. Conner shot the wolf a sidelong glare. "Don't start. Not like you have to worry about this stuff."