Between Broken Glass and Butterflies(Psychic Rpg)

Though she doesn't want to break bones, Alexandra isn't particularly keen on being touched without her consent. She waits for the train to bounce a little, to provide cover, before sending a blast of telekinetic energy to send whoever it is reeling back.

Immediately afterwards, she turns around to face the culprits, not directly glaring at any one of them, but making it clear through her body language that she'll not tolerate any more groping.

 

She couldn't hear which of the suspects it was, but the sudden scream of pain from telekinetic force hitting was loud. Most were still trying to realize what had just happened, while her two companions looked overall indifferent to it as they stepped off the platform, Liam glancing over to Alexandra as they stepped off the platform. "For all you guys want to talk about using your powers responsibly and all that shit, it doesn't take much for you to change it....I could just throw him in front of the train, if you want."

From Liam's emotions, it was impossible for her to say whether or not this was just a bluff to act tough or not.

 

Alexandra feigns indifference. "No point. I'm not sure which one it was, and I don't really care. Come on, the science faculty is in my building." She leads them there.

 

“Didn’t actually say I shouldn’t...” Liam was clearly judging Alexandra, but oddly, she felt it for just a faint flash of a second. He was actually warming up to her seeing this attitude. Terra on the other hand, felt disturbed by their indifference, but didn’t let it show on her face.

They made their way to the university, which wasn’t too troublesome to get inside. They had plenty of courses for adults and it wasn’t any different for a group to enter at random hours.

Liam looked to be eyeing the lecture hall as they walked past a few rooms and down some wings, her companions occasionally spotting something that sparked conversational input from them ranging on subjects like Beowulf to Chemistry.

“-so fossil fuels might be sustained if-

Liam was concluding a shockingly long speech for them as they peeled into the chemistry lab that nobody was using. Their were cameras naturally placed everywhere, but they inexplicably fell off or got destroyed by telekinetic force, as the two stared st the equipment.

“One of us should go break the main security office recording equipment.” Liam made the suggestion, but kept his feet planted as did Terra, neither one seeming to actually want to bother to be the one who would make the trip.

 

"Oh, for God's sake." Alexandra grumbles. She asks for the pair's phone numbers, so they can keep in contact, before heading to the security room. She uses her powers to sense the emotions of anyone inside, if there is anyone.

 

Jack got in on the passenger seat, 'D9n't burn the park down using your powers.'

 

She had managed slipping into the dark and quiet room, without any trouble. She could sense tons of students, just as bored as the ones she taught, but all busy in classes or not bothering. From what she could tell, there was nobody immediately close to her and she had entered the room full of dimly lit monitors without trouble, only to hear her phone buzz now that was alone, the black contact making it obvious the thing hadn’t forgotten about her.

You enter a mysterious castle. All of it’s residents are lying to you, even the ones who don’t realize it. Which one do you trust?

 

She ignores the text for the moment, though it bodes ill for her and her friends. Alexandra takes today's security tapes and deletes the footage, hoping that no one gets mugged on campus, without their attacker being caught on tape. Once she's sure that every trace is gone, she leaves and heads back to rendezvous with the other psychics.

 

“Huh? Oh, no. That’s my favourite power, not my good one.”

Adel made the correction rather casually, but didn’t expand, the drive not taking long before the reached a lush and well maintained park area. There were crowds of people and families everywhere. If Angela had any plans to do anything, it probably wouldn’t be so publicly even with psychic forces. Whatever she had planned, it left her in plain sight.

Jack could only recognize her from the picture, but the woman was a perfect match to the one Heather had taken, sitting on a park bench by herself, facing away from their current location, but her expression hard to make out at this distance as she patiently sat, waiting for something.

Adel readily fought back the urge to go right over there. “She already knows we’re here, but can’t predict the future. She knows you’re the only thing keeping her alive right now, so maybe just go up to her or is that a bad idea?”

 

'Let's just go to her, I'd bet she doesn't like deception,' Jack said and approached the woman on the park bench, 'Hey, Angela, right? I'm Jack, but you probably already know that. Nice to meet you.' He extended his hand for her to shake, before gesturing to the redhead at his side, 'This is Adel, you've met before I think.'