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accidental video: (morning: day 69)
[It's obvious this is accidental video. The angle is sideways and shaky and the owner of said device isn't in view. Whoever it is, they're at the park and they're setting something up on a picnic table, one that's slightly a ways off from the others.
There's a brief view of Charlie, the girl clearly oblivious to the fact that it's recording, and then there is a view of a row of cans set up in a line. Some of them are dented, some look like they've been burned in spots.
Charlie moves away from the table, standing a couple yards away from the table. Her device shows part of the table, again at that awkward angle from before.
Nothing happens at first but then, there's a hissing sound and a bright flash of orange-yellow light. A small ball of fire (yes, fire) flies at the first can in a row, knocking it off the table. This happens over and over until all of the cans have been knocked away and then Charlie moves to set them up again.
It's when she bends to pick up the first can that Charlie notices the device is on. She sighs, rolling her eyes and her shoulders slump in mild defeat. She offers a half-smile, one that doesn't have a lick of amusement in it, before she turns the device off without saying a single word.]
[ooc: open to action, too! because charlie needs the stress in her life.]
There's a brief view of Charlie, the girl clearly oblivious to the fact that it's recording, and then there is a view of a row of cans set up in a line. Some of them are dented, some look like they've been burned in spots.
Charlie moves away from the table, standing a couple yards away from the table. Her device shows part of the table, again at that awkward angle from before.
Nothing happens at first but then, there's a hissing sound and a bright flash of orange-yellow light. A small ball of fire (yes, fire) flies at the first can in a row, knocking it off the table. This happens over and over until all of the cans have been knocked away and then Charlie moves to set them up again.
It's when she bends to pick up the first can that Charlie notices the device is on. She sighs, rolling her eyes and her shoulders slump in mild defeat. She offers a half-smile, one that doesn't have a lick of amusement in it, before she turns the device off without saying a single word.]
[ooc: open to action, too! because charlie needs the stress in her life.]
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Impressive.
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Hey, it's the rice guy. Glad to see you're you again.
[She'll just be ignoring the current situation for a moment.]
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[That had been a strange week -- he's glad it's over. Still, he's fascinated by what she was doing, and can't help stepping a little closer, intrigued.]
So. You like lighting things on fire.
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[...that she doesn't actually need. At his next question, her nose wrinkles and she shakes her head.]
Not at all. It's just target practice. Out of sheer boredom.
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[And she's smiling a little bit. His comment had been somewhat amusing.]
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Charlie?
[ There's a note of fear in his voice that has nothing to do with the display of pyrotechnics
well okay maybe a little bit. It's possible that she meant to just do a demonstration for everyone, following in Charles' footsteps, but it really looks like it was an accident. He remembers how she'd been pretty clear about not wanting anyone to know, before. ]You, um. You know that just broadcast out to everybody, right? [ He seems agitated and nervous, on her behalf ]
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Hi, Ned. Yeah. I know. I saw it and was hoping no one caught anything. Apparently not.
[Another pause and, with a touch of anger in her voice;] These stupid...devices or whatever are worthless pieces of shit.
[ooc: good luck with finals! also, appropriate day edited into the post's title. thank you for reminding me.]
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[ He'd been surprised by the level of acceptance that he'd received when his own secret power had been revealed against his will, but that was a bit different. Ned realizes that, on the whole, Charlie's power seems dangerous, whereas his doesn't, necessarily ]
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[Because of reasons she will one day tell Ned. She's clearly uncomfortable with that right now. Her nose has wrinkled and there's a definite amount of stress in her posture.]
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[His eyes are shining with wonder and his expression is disturbingly eager]
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I keep a flame-thrower in my sleeve.
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None of the flamethrowers I've used ever made a fire like that. You can show me how you did that in person.
[Even with the circumstances he's not of a mind to ask actual permission. He's moving already, heading off to find where she might be.]
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[She doesn't perform on command, not in situations like this. And she's trying to leave the park now but in all likelihood, they'll run into eachother anyway.]
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Impressive.
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Thanks.
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[ So when she hears it...it's one of them. Even if Anna is a sister. ]
You're welcome. Are you practicing or trying something new?
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[She switches to PRIVATE.]
The downside is, the wrong people back home know about it. Hence the nightmares from a while back.
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Yea, I know how that can be.
I guess that might be the one upside to being here? A bit of a break from all that, not to mention you're kinda surrounded by other freaks of nature. [Wink.]
So you can light shit on fire basically?
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[She can be not confrontational, too! She can also misinterpret shit, so...have fun.]
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