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| Zion | Mar 24 2012, 09:55 AM Post #21 |
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After searching all day for a new place to stay Zane finally dicided on the pine view apartments , mostly because he wanted to get out of that crappy motel and he also wanted to try to gather some info on some more night clubs. While walking up too the front desk he scaned the faces of the people around and found no threat as he walked up to the receptionist. " Excuse me ma'am is there a room available?" A young and fairly attractive women smiled up at him, " yes there is one on the third floor , and two on the second""I'll take the one on the second if it's not to much trouble." "oh of course not sir" after paying the young women he proceded to his room to enjoy a wonderfull sleep in his new apartment. Edited by Zion, Mar 24 2012, 09:57 AM.
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| VeiledInsanity | Mar 24 2012, 12:43 PM Post #22 |
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| Zion | Mar 26 2012, 07:17 AM Post #23 |
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| Zion | Mar 27 2012, 10:12 AM Post #24 |
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seeking peace Zane sought out a pillow in the room, and plopping it down in a relaxing postion in front of the window in prepration to medate for a few hours before hitting the hay. Edited by Zion, Mar 27 2012, 10:13 AM.
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| Zion | Mar 30 2012, 09:53 AM Post #25 |
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After wakeing too a wonderful morning and some delicous room service it was time too get in some excercise. (after leaving a tip for the bell boy, he packed his throwing kinves in his hoodie and was on his way too the park.) |
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| Orimi | May 3 2012, 11:56 AM Post #26 |
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Laura slunk through the hallway in the direction of her stand-in home, still unnerved by the night air she had left moments ago. The child had spent the day enjoying freedom from the complex about the city, following her incident at the coffee shop. While entertainment and refreshing freedom had been the main drive in her explorations, a sense of urgency had left her with a feeling of disquiet when she had not been at least passively accustoming herself to her new technique. The very air of the city felt as if some strange occurrence was coming, leaving her in a frenzy to practice her powers, and practice the child did. Various people and places across the city had left the child with a multitude of opportunities to further herself. Throughout this Laura could feel her control growing, mental pathways linking, the power of her ability increasing. While it itself was somewhat different, mentally changing the channel on the television was not all that different experience than telekinetically texting with a cellphone. With this concept having had taken root in her mind, the girl had spent the day familiarizing herself with every machine she crossed during her adventure into Eve. Vending machines, car radios, lighting controls in a store, everything bowed before the mind of Laura, finding the occasional childish delight in shenanigans caused by this vast mental hand. This was quite a perk of meta gene for a fourteen year old, no matter how disciplined, and caused an further desire to master her connection with technology to unlock even more entertainment at her whim. These drove further commitment beyond the otherworldly weight that pressed on her, spending almost every moment, from her departure from The Renaissance Lounge to her arrival at apartment complex, on these distractions of simple training. Now approaching her apartment maintained by her benefactor-in-kind, the girl was once again overcome by the mental wanderlust and set herself to manipulation of her cellphone. A lazy-man's wish come fruition, the girl hovered the gadget slightly in front of her face to view the screen while she virtually interfaced with the device, a combination of both new and old talents. This was a mild triviality from her vast experience of the day, and this thought pleased the girl greatly. Stagnation would not be Laura's master today. Edited by Orimi, May 3 2012, 11:58 AM.
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| Orimi | May 4 2012, 11:06 AM Post #27 |
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A few moments following, Laura left the silent, seemingly eerie hallway for her apartment, a mixing wave of both irritation and peace crossing her mind at the familiar surroundings. Continuing the invisible handling of the device floating in front of her, she placed her other equipment on the end of her bed, and simultaneously collapsed onto an uncovered area of mattress. The day's trials of her powers had left her exhausted, despite her will to continue the training. A quick message to her cousin, relieving him of concern over her safety, and Laura allowed the phone to drop from the short height onto her. Her energy was wavering, but to spite of this physical limitation, the child retreated into her mind and began to review the course of the day. The strange adaptation had provided her with more material in which to study her powers. While her knowledge was fairly limited in the area of the meta gene, she still attempted to study the topic whenever information presented itself. Before her flight from them, her parents had been the child's main pool of knowledge regarding her gift, although she quickly learned of their extreme ignorance regarding the subject. They had described to her the wild nature of metahumans, the sheer danger they posed to everyone with unstable power, a thought process she would later learn was most likely fueled by a contact with Them who had attempted to persuade them to give her over to the organization in secret. This move had of course prompted her good nature cousin to free Laura from her parent's grasp, a move that eventually led him to research into the condition which beset her. Following her escape, Joseph and the few contacts with which could provide him information regarding the subject had become Laura's new would-be-mentor's, however, her own power had often been a far wealthier source. This day had led her to something she had only lightly known before, the ability for a metahuman's power to expand, take new shape, and bestow even greater benefit upon the user. All of these recollections and thoughts were leading Laura's mind to a new elation, a realization of how much she could discover in herself, the ability to master this power, and grow even farther beyond it, granting strength upon the girl even unrivaled by earlier in the day. These thoughts now drove forward in her mind, examine every feeling, every sensation, every breakthrough that had happened today, to monitor every bit in hopes of true mastery. |
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| Orimi | May 4 2012, 11:29 AM Post #28 |
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Willing her tele-consciousness toward her laptop, a tool she had once thought mastered, now unlocked by so to so much more potential today. A mental direction later and the device powered on, and Laura was once again walking through the neural pathways. She walked through the connection with the computer as a flower enthusiast might stroll through a garden, the child mustered every mental sense within her to truly grasp every action she produced in the virtual connection with the device. Not simply satisfied with functionality, the girl pressed herself to understand, to conceive true dominance of this gift. The metahuman probed every inch of consciousness for any doubts or problems that stood in the way perfection. She knew that she could boot up this program, or that if she switched her attention to the television in her peripheral vision that she could power it on with but a thought, but what plagued the girl was memorizing the very action that allotted herself that boon. Of course in a sense she did know it, on an instinctual level that any power user did, but something that she had learned and stood by from her childhood was the desire to truly fathom the intricacies of life. This was what drove her and what she ordained herself to do. Descending into the depths of mind, she quested for her basic thoughts: the savage, uncultured, and untamed processes that she was built upon. In these she knew that she could find answers, deduce knew revelations, and build herself further. Within this primal marsh she could bring about the raw materials that she needed to feed the advancement of her mind. While perhaps not quite as mundane, Laura knew that mastering her powers was not unlike learning a new language, mastering new art form, or learning a scientific subject. She needed to simply force herself to breathe cultured life into the clay of her mind, working it into her will's wish. With those thoughts, Laura suddenly came to understand more. A dam broke in her mind and spilled forth the contents of wisdom. Each sensation of manipulation brought vast archives to her, and now the child knew she was ready. The training had taken a turn of understanding that she could build on. With that the sprite began to busy herself across the apartment in a tele-rampage. Each device her eyes fell across she willed to do her bidding, to perform various tasks while perhaps menial to an onlooker, she could now do on a level that satisfied herself. Less thought, more familiarity. The child was now riding the wave of ambition achieved. |
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| Orimi | May 4 2012, 11:45 AM Post #29 |
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Elation rose from Laura as a giggle rang out from her lips. This was the pinnacle that she constantly sought for, mastery of her mind and from it her surroundings. An almost godlike feeling that empowered the girl beyond any other ambition. A flicker of lights, music from her laptop, a torrent of noise from her T.V. as channel blurred by in a torrential cacophony. Similar to the insanity of her actions at the coffee shop, Laura directed the chaotic ensemble as a seemingly artful director to someone who would truly understand the occurrence. The golden haired child ran through a visualized forest of connections with the devices she manipulated, mentally viewing each object at a higher level than she could have ever hoped in her life. She had passed the previous limits of her telekinetic, no longer the simple manipulation in mundane manners. The child could now adjudicate directions in a way that meshed with the toys and tools of her life. A truly poetic display of the girl's dedication to her work, she was now seemingly a powerful machine in her own right, able to process these devices within a mentality of only one who could explore such an intriguing interface. All of these thoughts and more dance through Laura's mind as she further explored each device at an eager leisure, seeking to not waste this breakthrough in the slightest. Even the computer that she had gained this insight from even now provided her with new interaction and prospect. Keying a simple sentence, no matter how, unlocked new wealth into the understanding of the fundamental functioning of her telekinetic prowess. Laura was not only adapting, but becoming a powerful wielder of this new empowerment. This is the state the girl truly loved, the ability that brought her the most joy, a higher level of existence brought by the will of mind. |
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| Orimi | May 4 2012, 11:54 AM Post #30 |
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As each interaction presented a new entitlement of power to Laura, she could feel her mastery growing and directed the disturbance to a more controlled level, an adept reaching the climax of her performance. This was now becoming her element, a territory that she could walk in a steady pace to till the ground and sow seeds to feed further conquest of her being. With each device in her room explored dozens of times over, each willed to everything in their capabilities, the telekinetic found herself slowing winding down into a steady stream of more thought. She mulled over all that she had learned and felt this day, finding even more answers in her meditation. These events could not only be examined for experience regarding the trait she had acquired today, but could also be used to learn more about everything regarding the gift her genes had granted her. Busying herself about one final exploration of her gifts, she set about activating a series of actions in every device her eyes fell across, finding sweet music in the returning sounds of each step being carried out a ballad of electronic response. This final test brought a final conclusion on the girl in that her peak for the night had come, ending thoughts wrapping up in her mind about the future to come. All of today had been an intriguing lesson in both her limits and potential, one that Laura was apt to expand upon. Each facet was quickly linking together into a chain of knowledge and ability centered around her gift. This was the beginning a beautiful understanding of powers, a true artist in her work, and an educated researcher. Laura was now growing, and where these talents would lead her, only time could time. However, now the tired girl decided to let her mind wander and rest with sleep, to come back to these matters with a fresh mind in the morning. Edited by Orimi, May 4 2012, 01:44 PM.
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