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 Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 9:16 pm
Oh, haven't you learned about them? Tavin tought me. I believe Maggie and Nyx can bring objects from outside... though mine is a little different. :::She walks over behind the bar and grabbed a beer bottle. Then she hands it to Luke:::
Here. Throw this up into the air, about 5 feet and catch it.
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 9:22 pm
*Realization floods Luke's eyes.* That's right. Maggie brought that basketball in here...
*For a moment, he thinks about the possibility of her power. It was pretty wild. They were lucky somebody like Maggie had it and not somebody else. A person could bring in all sorts of s**t with that power, and not just sports equipment.*
*Luke focuses back when Cora hands him a beer bottle.*
*At her instructions, he grins a little to himself. Looks like her Brink skill is juggling...*
Alright, Slim...
*He tosses the bottle up in the air, where he could easily catch it.*
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 9:31 pm
:::Cora sees the bottle go up. She preps herself mentally. alright, this is what you've practiced...you can do it The bottle reaches its arch and begins descent. She starts to focus on it, and it begins to slow. just as it reaches two feet above Luke's hand it turns into a crawl, it never stops completely, but lands gently in his palm:::
:::She takes a step back to support herself, and begins to breathe heavily:::
wfooo...
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 9:41 pm
*Luke's eyes go wide as he watches the bottle all but hover above his hand. What the ********> He catches the bottle in his palm and turns to Cora.*
*She's all huffing and puffing. Just like Maggie was...*
*Luke goes up to her side.* You alright?
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 9:44 pm
:::she rubs her forehead as she catches her breathe:::
Oh yes, it's just a bit exhausting. Like doing a hundred sets of your max. And quite similarly, you build stamina the more you do it. Soon I'll be able to stop something the size of that container completely, if not for just a short moment. I need more practice.
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 9:47 pm
*Luke nods, watching her with a little concern.* Alright ... Just don't be a hero, okay champ?
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 9:50 pm
:::She smirks. That was certainly an ancient word:::
Given enough time, I may one day be able to stop much larger things, as big as people, perhaps even whole rooms. If the potential is unlimited...
:::She shakes her head::: I can't begin to fathom. But see, I've learned to slow down time.
:::Something clicks. Perhaps something like that was happening to her in the Brink:::
Luke, how many times have we seen each other since we reunited?
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 9:56 pm
*Luke's eyes are wide as she's talking. Well, no s**t... Luke starts to wonder how this all works. Who gets powers and who doesn't. Being able to do that would come in handy, especially if the Seraphim decided to pay them a visit...*
Hmm? *Luke blinks at the question. He changes his track of thinking with some difficulty.* Oh, Christ, I dunno. Like three or four times?
*shrug* Any reason that it's important?
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 10:05 pm
:::She rubs her chin, her breathe having slowed down a good deal now. She was still a bit weak though:::
Luke...I haven't gone home since I've seen you. My hair has grown out, and my nails are longer. A signifigant amount of time must have passed, but the Brink has not sent me home. I'm beginning to wonder why.
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 10:13 pm
*Luke frowns, squinting. The Brink hadn't sent her home for...* It's been like three weeks since that happened.
*But no, he was thinking about it in Brink Days.... Brink Days, Jesus Christ.... It was officially a part of his vocabulary.*
Have you been keeping track? How long have you been here?
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 10:17 pm
:::she grimmaces:::
I think that may be the trouble. I don't know how to keep track. My time mechanism doesn't work here. Obviously there are no calendars...I don't remember how many times I've fallen asleep or eaten, or anything. All I know is that I am in desperate need of folicle maintanance. That's how long its been!
:::She shook her head:::
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 10:28 pm
*Luke brow furrows. All this time, he'd just been assuming that Cora'd been fading in and fading back like normal. Or ... as normal as fading in and back could be anyway.*
*It can't be healthy, her being cooped up here this long.*
Do you have anything to- *He remembers her room.* No, no I guess you don't.
*points to the guest rooms* Well, you could always use the stuff in my room. I mean, I know you think you'll catch the Bubonic Plague in there, but it's really not that bad--
*Luke fades as he's defending his dorm room.*
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 10:44 pm
:::Cora frowned as he faded. This was the first time she was able to speak to someone about it....though she was glad she wouldn't have to take his offer to use 21st century tools. She sighed and grabbed some wine before returning to her room:::
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2005 10:34 am
:::Cora sat in the main room at one of the tables. She huffed, and whiped her brow. She'd been practicing her skill for what felt like hours. Next to her were at least a dozen beer bottles lined and waiting to be tossed towards the bar. At the bar itself, there on the floor lie piles of broken glass to the right, and solid bottles strewn disorderly to the left:::
:::She'd done well, and now it was time to rest:::
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2005 10:47 am
*Luke lumbers into the Brink, grinning ear to ear, looking very pleased with himself. He's got a bookbag strapped across him.*
*He punches a fist into the air, screaming to someone who isn't there any more.* ******** YEAH! *He throws his fist down and around.* Take THAT Labor and Employment Law!
You are NOW MY b***h!
*Luke realizes he's in the Brink and sees Cora at precisely the same time.*
SLIM!
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