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004 - Action/Voice
[Action]
[Although Teddy didn't go on the draft, he knew plenty of friends who did. Once he was certain they were all accounted for, though some had gone through some heavy losses, he felt like he could relax a little. And with relaxation, it dawned on him that he hadn't really practiced his shifting ability in a while. Sure, there was his Hulkling form, but he knew that one. Knew it inside and out. What about others?
This is why he sits by the edge of the fountain, homework and pencil in hand, though he doesn't work so much as watch people over the top of the page. He's inconspicuous about it, as this is a hobby he's developed for some time now.
And when he's sure he's not in anyone's range of vision, he transforms, shifting into the form of the person he's got his eyes on. That's when he stops watching them and looks down at the body he's impersonating, just to study the shape, occasionally glancing up to make sure he has everything right. Even when the person's left, he still stays in that form for a few long moments before he shifts back, writing his answers in his homework once he's satisfied with the shape he's in.
Observe, learn, shift, hold. This is what he's learned over the years, though it's been a while since he's done this for selfless reasons. Just for practice, nothing more.]
[Voice]
[It's sunset and he's still outside, though he appears to be walking back home. There's just one thing on his mind, something that occurred to him while shifting.]
Anyone up for playing b-ball sometime? It's been way too long since I actually got to play against someone. Holograms just don't really cut it, you know?
[He would suggest football, but, well. When you've got the ability to possibly break someone in half with a good tackle, that probably isn't the best sport to go for.]
[Although Teddy didn't go on the draft, he knew plenty of friends who did. Once he was certain they were all accounted for, though some had gone through some heavy losses, he felt like he could relax a little. And with relaxation, it dawned on him that he hadn't really practiced his shifting ability in a while. Sure, there was his Hulkling form, but he knew that one. Knew it inside and out. What about others?
This is why he sits by the edge of the fountain, homework and pencil in hand, though he doesn't work so much as watch people over the top of the page. He's inconspicuous about it, as this is a hobby he's developed for some time now.
And when he's sure he's not in anyone's range of vision, he transforms, shifting into the form of the person he's got his eyes on. That's when he stops watching them and looks down at the body he's impersonating, just to study the shape, occasionally glancing up to make sure he has everything right. Even when the person's left, he still stays in that form for a few long moments before he shifts back, writing his answers in his homework once he's satisfied with the shape he's in.
Observe, learn, shift, hold. This is what he's learned over the years, though it's been a while since he's done this for selfless reasons. Just for practice, nothing more.]
[Voice]
[It's sunset and he's still outside, though he appears to be walking back home. There's just one thing on his mind, something that occurred to him while shifting.]
Anyone up for playing b-ball sometime? It's been way too long since I actually got to play against someone. Holograms just don't really cut it, you know?
[He would suggest football, but, well. When you've got the ability to possibly break someone in half with a good tackle, that probably isn't the best sport to go for.]
[action]
[He bites the inside of his cheek to keep himself from laughing, because dear lord, the mental image that the words "skrull cow" give him. But it's nice to know, the fact that he doesn't necessarily have to shift himself entirely. Probably just the bones, and decrease the size of his internal organs, and of course the features that make up the animal itself.
Thankfully, Teddy manages to calm himself down once they get to inanimate objects, and instead he looks at Xavin to pay close attention - though the movement of his head makes him have to brush his hair out of his face again.]
So, I... guess your organs have to go somewhere in said, uh... object. [Which, oh god, has the potential to be gross. Opening a washing machine and finding a lung or something, ew.]
[action]
[She doesn't get what's funny Teddy. It's just an animal, not too much bigger then most humans. A good example in her opinion. And one that wouldn't require too many changes internally.
She frowns just slightly, lines appearing on her forehead] Well yes. But for example, say you became a houseplant. As long as you externally resemble that plant nobody is going to be digging in to the internal.
[A tiny shrug] I must confess it was not an area I looked into much. My father saw training to be a Super Skrull as having more importance.
[action]
Does that mean we're both going to have to train for it? [Because in the list of things Teddy actually wants to practice his shapeshifting on, objects are not one of them, even if it might be sort of kind of useful.]
[action]
We could. But it is rare amongst our generation. It would be more beneficial for you to learn the abilities of a Super Skrull. [A pause for consideration] Your destiny makes you a target, and it would be best for you to know all that you could.
You should also learn Skrullos soon.