Editing Tristan Vera (section)

==Abilities and Powers==
Capricorn is a matter creator; both Tristan and Byron generate and shape glowing energy that they then transform into their respective element. These start out as motes that then have lines link up between them which then become their respective element. Tristan makes rock, Byron makes water.<ref>[[Glare 3.2]]</ref> The rock can be used to create tools or something as big as a wall. These are never wholly what they want to be however. They can swap identities rapid fire if they have to.<ref name="5.12 e1">“He’s enduring because he’s weird,” Capricorn said.  “What can we do here?  These people-”<br/><br/>“You don’t do anything,” Valefor interrupted.  “They’re ours.”<br/><br/>“Yours!?” Tristan-as-Capricorn asked, voice raised, blurring.  Byron-as-Capricorn shook his head, and offered a more sedate, “No.”<br/>[...]<br/>Capricorn was… it looked like he was changing forms rapidfire to switch identities, so no one self heard a single whole utterance referring directly to them. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/04/03/shadow-5-12/ Excerpt] from [[Shadow 5.12]]</ref> The swapping had mixed results as anti-[[master]] measure.<ref name="5.10 e1">“Tristan couldn’t switch to me, I don’t think,” Byron said.  “When we were talking about capes we might run into last night, we theorized it was a thing we could do, that if he switched to me I might not be compelled, but he didn’t switch.”<br/><br/>“It’s okay,” I said.  “We knew there were a half-dozen things we could ''maybe'' do, and some worked, some didn’t.”<br/><br/>“I hate- I hate losing control.  I only have control over half my life to begin with,” Byron said. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/03/27 Excerpt] from [[Shadow 5.10]]</ref><ref>Tristan blurred.  In frame and the color of the clothes he wore, he changed.  The momentary blur faded.<br/><br/>I saw Byron with his eyes wide, like the deer in the headlights.  I knew, with the same certainty that I’d known she had us.  He was unarmored and unarmed, and wholly his usual self- which was also the self that would look most alarmed by the status quo.<br/><br/>She didn’t have him. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/08/28/gleaming-9-3/ Excerpt] from [[Gleaming 9.3]]</ref> But it has been known to affect physical forces, granting some maneuverability.<ref>Once again, Tristan created the spike, a fist-encompassing growth of rock laced with metal veins.  Once again, Byron felt his nonexistent pulse pounding out its diffuse alarm into a darkness without bounds or perspective.<br/><br/>Tristan broke into a run to close the distance.  The sudden movement drew Paris’ attention.  Needles were thrown.<br/><br/>Tristan swapped out for Byron.  The spike broke apart into water and ice shards, but that didn’t matter.  What mattered was that momentum didn’t carry over one hundred percent.  Byron could pivot, run another direction, then swap again.<br/><br/>''This is what I had in mind.''<br/><br/>Their more unpredictable movements upped the pressure on Paris.  Tristan materialized, created his spike.  He had to abandon it a moment later, but he was a few steps closed by the time they’d swapped and changed direction twice in five seconds. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/09/22 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 9.y II]]</ref>

They are able to create enough material for things like a fort.<ref>[[Glare 3.3]]</ref> And can shape the material around single objects and people. It is unknown if it can be safely carried out on living objects. What they can do is for Byron to spray people with water and then switch to Tristan to turn the water into rock and encase the subject.<ref name="II3.2 e11">“Yeah,” Tristan said.  He looked away.  “I can keep my shapes ‘alive’.  If they’re still alive when I change, they become water.  If they aren’t, they’re there to stay.  Same for Byron’s water.  It’s effective if he makes water, sloshes it over someone, and then changes, to make it solid.  We’ve tagged a good dozen villains that way.”<br/><br/>“A dozen is a really good number for a teenage hero.”<br/><br/>“Yeah,” Tristan said.<br/><br/>“You’re pretty lucky, getting a name that fitting for a power like that.”<br/><br/>“Constellations forming rock and water?” Tristan asked.  He snorted air through his nostrils.  “Want to know the hilarious thing?”<br/><br/>“I do,” I said.  I wasn’t sure whatever he was going to say was ‘hilarious’, given his tone, but I’d ''hoped'' today would be a lighter endeavor, and any humor would help.<br/><br/>“We weren’t even rock and water, originally.  Reach bought the name from the last Capricorn.  She got wounded in battle and she retired.  Win-win.  We got settled into the role, got our name, our armor, our brand, and… power changed to match.” - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/01/09 Excerpt] from [[Glare 3.2]]</ref> This switch can only happen if the shapes are "alive" with more energy to back it up. If they let it die a switch can not happen. Water evaporates and the stone easily crumbles.<ref>[[Beacon 8.5]]</ref>

Tristan and Byron possess different moderately enhanced physical abilities. Tristan has a 1.3 to 1.6 multiplier on the average strength of a human man his size.<ref name="II3.2 e7"/>

Interestingly, their powers took on its present form after they had fully assumed their [[cape]] identity from the previous holder.<ref name="II3.2 e11"/> Previously, Byron could create ice<ref>“There was a time I made ice.”<br/><br/>“Really.”<br/><br/>“Uh huh.  There have been other things.”<br/><br/>“Can you change back?  Is that a thing you could do if you tried, or could you change to something new?”<br/><br/>“I could,” Byron said.  “But I don’t want to go back, and I’m worried about how I’d get somewhere new.” - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/05/01/pitch-6-6/ Excerpt] from [[Pitch 6.6]]</ref> or suffocating gas rather than water, and Tristan initially formed metal. During Byron's imprisonment, Tristan created chains of spikes which moved of their own accord, lashing out at their surroundings.<ref>Spikes, jagged, like pyramid-shaped triangles drawn out long, some connected as one triangle after another to form the angular breaks where the lines had drawn curves.  Some were connected in chains of three and four.  All black, with crimson material visible through gaps, where one connected to another or wedded the spikes to a surface.<br/><br/>The chain of spikes moved- the red bonds acting like muscle, the black spikes rigid, spearing, stabbing, and scraping at floorboard.<br/><br/>All through the arena, the spikes moved, scratching, reaching, stabbing in the direction of people they couldn’t reach. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/10/16/gleaming-interlude-9-z/ Excerpt] from [[Interlude 9.z II]]</ref> The properties of the matter they create seemed to be related to the brothers' relationship with each other.<ref>“It changed based on our relationship to each other,” Tristan said.  “I did- I did something.”<br/><br/>“No.  That was your power, and powers can be cruel.”
<br/><br/>“I- it’s my fault.” - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/10/16/gleaming-interlude-9-z/ Excerpt] from [[Interlude 9.z II]]</ref>

After things were damaged in [[the Firmament]] during the battle against the [[Titans]], Tristans power changed. Now instead of using orange motes to form stone constructions, Tristan uses red motes that result in ruined buildings being born. His constructions now come in surges, with a second and third surge pushing out from the first, in a destructive manner. However, his constructions are now significantly more flimsy than before, crumbling under their own weight.<ref>I found red motes.  Red sparks that danced through the air and left lines behind them.  Tristan was on the offensive against Titan Ophion, who was slowest to recover.  Someone had hit the Titan rather hard.<br/><br/>The red lines solidified, becoming the edges of ruins, destroyed building and a bit of metal fencing, like a damaged building that didn’t have any inherent logic to it, sitting at a forty-five degree slant, a hundred feet tall.  It came in waves, the second surge of building thrusting up through the first, destroying it while extending just a bit further.  The third wave extended further still, maybe two hundred feet long, punching through the second construction with enough force to send chunks soaring into the Titan.<br/><br/>Stronger?<br/><br/>No, not quite.  The construction sagged, and then crumbled, leaving little more than ten feet standing out.  Tristan ran up and through the rubble. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2020/01/04/infrared-19-3/ Excerpt] from [[Infrared 19.3]]</ref>