“Wow, I really do glow…” Keegan said as they viewed both pieces of footage side by side on Rick’s laptop.
“Yeah,” agreed Rick. “Doesn’t it look weird?”
“So it takes about twelve seconds to dissipate entirely, then about thirty five before I start coming together again in the other room.”
“Which is even weirder looking.”
“Then it takes about seven seconds before I, uh, fully reconstruct.”
“Plus a couple seconds of blank staring.”
“So how do you think the time between dissipation and reconstruction scales with distance? It can’t be linear or I would’ve taken hours to get here from home…”
“But it only takes like fifteen minutes to walk here.”
“Right, but it takes five seconds to walk from the living room to the kitchen, and yet this takes more than thirty.”
Keegan played the videos again. “Aw shoot!” he exclaimed, as he stood up and ran into the living room.
“What is it?” Rick asked, following.
Keegan entered the room, squatted down, and looked at the floor.
“Sorry about your carpet, I forgot that I singe things…”
Looking at the small mark where Keegan had stood for the test, Rick shrugged. “It isn’t that bad. Trust me, I’ve done worse things to this carpet.”
“Well I still ought to be more careful…”
“Anyway, when are you gonna start fighting crime and stuff?”
Keegan stared at him for a few seconds then rolled his eyes.
“What? You could totally do it, and now with the teleporting thing you’re totally safe from getting followed back to your secret identity after you’re done.”
“Can you bring my camera to work tomorrow?” Keegan stood up again, stepped onto the singed bit of carpet, and started to glow. “I’d rather not try bringing it with me, might break it…”
“Thanks, see you later.”
So… I’m thinking of taking a vacation/figure-out-where-I’m-going-with-this break. I’m really starting to feel like I’m stretching this out farther than I should be without having a plan, and stagnation is a real risk. So this is the end of year one, year two will start at an as of yet undetermined time.