Synchronicity said:
'Bloody hell. Way to go, Chris. You should know by now that Kelly's one of the *last* people you should try and shout at.'
Chris darts after her, heedless of the interest his antics are no doubt drawing, putting a hand on her arm. (OOC: To clarify, literally just touching her arm, rather than grabbing it and actually arresting her movement.) As he moves, he shouts in a tone of mingled apology and urgency;
"Kelly, wait! Please! Look, I'm sorry, but this is really important! The way things are going, I don't know when I'll next have the chance to talk to you about this!"
Kelly pauses outside the entrance of the café and turns to Christopher, “Alright, so you’re doing something superpowers, and you are going to be gone for some undetermined amount of time, am I correct?”
She rubs her temples, “Well, I don’t know what you want me to say?” she says coolly still upset, “But I am happy for you, I know how much your
work means to you.”
Jason
Alan is still playing as Jason leaves and heads to the storage facility down the street. The door is open for business as Jason approaches. Finding storage is pretty easy, especially since they assume Jason is deploying overseas to Iraq or some other god forsaken locale.
After handling that bit of business and any other errands Jason heads back to his home, in the darkness of the evening and sees Alan sitting on the stoop of the house with some girl, Jason did not recognize. She looked to be about Alan’s age and looked to be of mixed ancestry, Chinese and African American.
Gordon
Gordon enjoys late night television with his golden treats with creamy filling. Before he knows it, he drifts off to sleep. When he comes to, it is about three hours later and a half-eaten Twinkie sits in his hand.
On the television screen is an interview on CNN, between a young woman and a suave and sophist aced looking Spaniard. The name on the bottom of the screen is Hidalgo Valdez. Gordon catches him in mid-sentence, “… So as I have explained I am one of these new humans for lack of a better word. Though I suppose I am one of the few, one of the elite that have been gifted with these abilities. It saddens me though that cases of discrimination and fear are already brewing across the world. But I have been prompted to be the first activist to promote civil relations between my peers and the rabble of humanity.”
Hidalgo pauses for a moment to drink some water and then continues, “You see my ideas are simple; we are the true inheritors of the Earth. Evolution has leapt forward once again, and in time mankind will find that he is outclassed in every category. But this does not mean that we are here to dominate baselines, no. Indeed we are here to lead the baselines into a paradise; I promise you. In ten years this world will be a far different place; and it will be because of us.”
The interviewer smiles, “Why thank you Mr. Valdez, now we have to take a commercial break.” The screen is filled with a commercial for some male enhancement product…
Samantha
Vicky smiles, “Why yes we are live right now, is there anything else you want to say about this incident?” the rest of the crowd watches as Samantha scrambles for an answer and tries to make herself look presentable. The police arrive and are already talking with Todd and Jennifer.
Jan
Amanda replies, “Well consider it a language, Jan. But this isn’t so much about your dream,” she holds up a light bulb, “but about your new abilities. Have you explored just what you can do with them?”
Mrs. Weezelbottom continues to write, although her eyes are always on Jan and Amanda.
