[ The tender touch was surprising as Chilton drew near, but Baelish didn't back away from him. After all, he was equal parts curious and accommodating. At the moment, whatever would make Chilton feel better was what he would do.
That was until he realized through Chilton's explanation what this demonstration actually was. He practically recoiled, not wishing to be subject to powers against his will. But Chilton actually pulled away before Baelish could, and any tension that reached his shoulders relaxed. ]
That is fascinating and incredibly useful. I appreciate you sharing it with me.
[ He reached out in order to skim his fingers along the back of Chilton's with fascination at how truly dangerous those hands could actually be. ]
It gives you the distinct advantage in any unpleasant encounter, does it not?
I have had to use such power in self-defense before, yes.
[Chilton watched as Baelish touched the back of his hand; he had the distinct sensation of being appraised. Probably nothing, he reasoned, just his nerves. The anxiety of Raina's departure would inevitably seep into every emotion he experienced from hereon out.]
A few times, actually. It is a highly convenient escape clause -- one I tend to be quiet about.
[Rincewind knew, of course, as had Raina. Both required sedatives for medicinal use. And recently, Chilton had alluded to his ability to Will, thinking that the profiler had already known. Now that number rounded out with Petyr Baelish.]
Understandably so. A power loses its effect once you speak of it, once others learn how to counter it.
[ He paused, and then lifted his hand from Chilton's -- turning it to be palm up and exposing the tender flesh of his wrist. ]
Why don't you show me? Not enough to put me to sleep. You said you could control the dosage, after all. Surely you can show just enough for me to stay fully awake while feeling your power at work.
[ There were risks, of course. Petyr was leaving the comfort of his own control, but it was also at the sake of learning something further -- to experience Chilton's power so that he may recognize it someday were Chilton to attempt to attack him in such a manner. ]
[Chilton glanced at Baelish, a question on his lips. But he figured that this man from Westeros hadn't experienced a modern sedative, and he was curious. He had been warm and welcoming, he had cared for Chilton at this most brittle, vulnerable moment, so what was the harm?]
You'll get a little sluggish, a little tired. Nothing that a correctly caffeinated coffee won't fix.
[He extended a forefinger, touching the fingertip to Baelish's wrist. Chilton hadn't come out of the Porter with precise control of his ability -- he had to learn it over the months that followed. But now, nearly two years with this power, he understood it completely.
He pressed into Baelish's bloodsteam something that approximated a triazolam. A hypnotic, a central nervous system depressant in the benzodiazepine class.
[ It was a show of trust on the surface that he would allow Chilton to do this. Another rung climbed on their ladder of friendship. And also a learning experience. Petyr was surprised by how fast it took affect and how little he cared when it did. His body felt relaxed, even as he tried to resist it at first. But eventually, he cared very little to resist and settled back against the couch comfortably. When he spoke, his words were a bit tired, slower. ]
I imagine that can be quite potent when used to its full potential. That is incredible, Frederick. A truly incredible gift. I was not given anything nearly as effective. The ability to communicate with mockingbirds. How will that serve me when it comes to defending myself?
[ Petyr hadn't really meant to tell Chilton of his power, but he was in such a calm state that it just sort of slipped out. ]
no subject
[Chilton reaches over, invading Baelish's space, his fingertips brushing lightly against Petyr's cheek.]
A kind of modern sedative, yes. Distributed through my hands -- I have complete control over the breed of sedative, the dosage. The effect.
[He pulled back that hand before Baelish could protest. It wasn't as if Chilton was about to administer any, of course.]
One of my powers here.
no subject
That was until he realized through Chilton's explanation what this demonstration actually was. He practically recoiled, not wishing to be subject to powers against his will. But Chilton actually pulled away before Baelish could, and any tension that reached his shoulders relaxed. ]
That is fascinating and incredibly useful. I appreciate you sharing it with me.
[ He reached out in order to skim his fingers along the back of Chilton's with fascination at how truly dangerous those hands could actually be. ]
It gives you the distinct advantage in any unpleasant encounter, does it not?
no subject
[Chilton watched as Baelish touched the back of his hand; he had the distinct sensation of being appraised. Probably nothing, he reasoned, just his nerves. The anxiety of Raina's departure would inevitably seep into every emotion he experienced from hereon out.]
A few times, actually. It is a highly convenient escape clause -- one I tend to be quiet about.
[Rincewind knew, of course, as had Raina. Both required sedatives for medicinal use. And recently, Chilton had alluded to his ability to Will, thinking that the profiler had already known. Now that number rounded out with Petyr Baelish.]
Works like a charm.
no subject
[ He paused, and then lifted his hand from Chilton's -- turning it to be palm up and exposing the tender flesh of his wrist. ]
Why don't you show me? Not enough to put me to sleep. You said you could control the dosage, after all. Surely you can show just enough for me to stay fully awake while feeling your power at work.
[ There were risks, of course. Petyr was leaving the comfort of his own control, but it was also at the sake of learning something further -- to experience Chilton's power so that he may recognize it someday were Chilton to attempt to attack him in such a manner. ]
no subject
You'll get a little sluggish, a little tired. Nothing that a correctly caffeinated coffee won't fix.
[He extended a forefinger, touching the fingertip to Baelish's wrist. Chilton hadn't come out of the Porter with precise control of his ability -- he had to learn it over the months that followed. But now, nearly two years with this power, he understood it completely.
He pressed into Baelish's bloodsteam something that approximated a triazolam. A hypnotic, a central nervous system depressant in the benzodiazepine class.
Just a little.]
no subject
I imagine that can be quite potent when used to its full potential. That is incredible, Frederick. A truly incredible gift. I was not given anything nearly as effective. The ability to communicate with mockingbirds. How will that serve me when it comes to defending myself?
[ Petyr hadn't really meant to tell Chilton of his power, but he was in such a calm state that it just sort of slipped out. ]