Between Broken Glass and Butterflies(Psychic Rpg)

Jack sighed, looking at the redhead, 'Sensitive? One minute you try to kill me, the next you get a message to protect me. How am I to know you won't get another message to kill me again soon? Or maybe even I get a message to kill you!' He grabbed his head, 'This is all so convoluted.'

He checked his phone just to be sure he hadn't gotten another cryptic message.

Was she genuinely trying to protect me? Jack was so confused at the developing situation. He turned to Dr Mason and Ms McKinney, 'I don't know what to do... I fear going back to our normal lives will be difficult... always looking over our shoulders for them... or whoever else like them is out there.'

 

Alexandra takes a breath, exhausted. "Honestly, I don't know either. I think that it might be best if the three of us stayed in the same place for the next few days, just in case. Strength in numbers."

 

Adel turns her head to give Jack a final look about to open her mouth as if she’s about to say something, but then seems to decide against it, turning back around to walk away.

That left the three, who still barely registered much of it by themselves. Even the people who did supposedly understand these things better, didn’t even come across knowing a lot more.

“I still got people to take care of here...I don’t know how far this projection thing works for...guess, we’ll find out....I don’t think anyone will argue if I call it a personal day...any ideas on where is supposed to be safe from these people? I don’t think there’s any better or worse spots all things considered...seems like there’s little we can do about it if someone decides to show up again.”

 

'That's probably a good idea, Ms McKinney,' Jack nodded, 'For what it's worth in this f-ed up situation, I'm happy to see you again, Ms.' As if he hadn't got a proper look at her before in the stressful commotion, and with the situation calming down somewhat, he relaxed and not being used the whole hiding-his-thoughts-thing he carelessly broadcasted, Did she get even more beautiful than back in school? She's always been the prettiest teacher we had... one of the nicest too, thinking about it... certainly no Mr Evenfield... what a prick.

Jack shrugged, 'I don't know... my home's not an option... I don't think my mom or sister would be happy to take in my high school teacher and a doctor out of the blue. They'd ask a lot of questions at the very least.'

 

The teacher giggles a little. "Poor Mr Evenfield, he's really not that bad." She grins at him, revealing that she heard his thoughts. "I'd tell you off for that kind of comment, but I suppose that I'm not your teacher anymore, and I can't get angry for something you thought was just in your head."

She winks. "Thanks for the compliment." Alexandra's expression becomes more businesslike. "I have a place to myself, so you two could stay. The only problem is that it's really small, a one bedroom apartment, so someone would be taking the couch. Maybe we could take turns sleeping on my bed?"

 

@Tjf @unisol_gr44

Laya hearing the way Alexandra laughed it off, looked a little surprised, but said nothing about it. "I guess, I should probably take the couch then...that's fine. I'm really tired with all of this...but...everyone else is getting these messages so....maybe.." Reaching into her scrubs, she grabbed her own phone to stare at the screen, quirking a eyebrow, but allowing both Jack and Alexandra to see what was on it.

Mission successful. The seeds have planted and the fields are being reaped with the pests die from sprays. All people alive, with their points of view starting to wither away. This death is optimal.

-Have a nice day

"Ugh...how does this thing manage to get even creepier?...I don't want to think about this right now. We should just get a move on, we can use my car. They already know who we are, so I doubt it matters."

 

Aw, damn your thoughts aren't private anymore, you idiot... how do I turn this power off?! Jack blushed profusely, 'I-I'm sorry it just popped in my head.' He chuckled nervously, 'Lucky me I only thought nice things, well except about Mr Evenfield. Maybe he's a lot nicer to you than his students.' Boy, what if Mikey had this power? Every girl in the city would look at him with complete disgust.

'I can't make heads or tails of these messages,' Jack scratched his head, 'But I'll take the couch, I'm the guy here.'

 

Alexandra looks at the the text and shakes her head. "I've read some pretty Kafkaesque literature, but even for me that's cryptic. The seeds that are planted could be our powers. They could also be the knowledge we just gained, as uninformative as it was. The pests could also be us, it could be a threat. I think we need more information to make sense of this."

To Jack, she says "That seems a little unfair. We'll flip a coin, or something."

She follows Laya. "Alright, lead the way. I'll give you the address when we're in the car."

 

@Tjf @unisol_gr44

"Every time it feels like this is starting to make a little sense, it just get's weirder..." Laya had to let out a yawn as they walked. "I think I just want to sleep. I don't care where. We'll figure that out later." Wandering to the parking lot, she grabbed her keys, pressing a button, that made an audible click and followed by the sound of beeping from a silver sports sedan. A nice high end vehicle and Laya kept it clean. But she paused for a minute, holding the keys and then offered them to Alexandra.

"I'm not sure just how far this projection thing works...if it suddenly stops working while driving, that would be bad. I don't feel like I'm having problems with it though." It was obvious she never really stopped to question how her power worked before. It wasn't the most immediately powerful, unlike the assassins who could spam teleportation or make great balls of fire on command, but the only strain she actually looked to have was keeping focused.

 

@unisol_gr44 "It would be best not to find out. I agree." Alexandra takes the keys, waiting for the others to gt in before she starts the car and drives to her apartment complex. Parking in the garage, she leads them up the stairs to her apartment.

"Here we are, casa dolce casa." The door swings open, revealing the living room of a small and reasonably clean one person apartment. In sight is a couch, tv, coffee table and bookcase filled to the brim, with some books scattered along the floor as well. There's a kitchen and fridge in the back, and they can see the bathroom and bedroom through open doors. Alexandra heads inside.

 

Jack followed the two older women to the parking lot. He smiled, 'Nice car, doc.'

Jack got in the back of the car and rode to the apartment with them. Heading inside, he said, 'Thanks for hosting us, Ms McKinney.' He took off his shoes near the entrance, not wanting to get her floors dirty, and sat down on the couch. Slumping back, he closed his eyes, finally being able to relax a bit. This is a nightmare... right? I'll wake up any second.

 

Alexandra smiles. "I'm sorry that it's not a nicer place. It's no trouble. Besides, if people are going to try and kill us, it'll be helpful to have you here to take some of the bullets for me." She gives a half smile to show that she's joking. Alexandra heads into her bedroom, coming out dressed in a bathrobe. "I'm just taking a quick shower. I need it, after today." She heads into the bathroom.

 

"I think that we won't have to worry about more of that just yet...maybe." Laya made her comments while taking a look around, taking in all of her surroundings. Doing the same as Jack, she got her work shoes off and stared at the decor, making some internal judgment, but apparently too polite to say anything. She took a second to stare at her hands, then rub the cut on her neck. She was definitely still there, though clearly baffled at the exact details of how her own ability work. "Enjoy." She acknowledges Alexandra, but still seemed mostly lost in her own thoughts, staring at the television for a few seconds, but not approaching it, clearly not willing to just invite herself to make use of any of the teacher's things.

 

Jack averted his eyes, as Alexandra came back in a bathrobe, and then looked to the doctor, 'You seem distracted... do you have another one of those things... running around? What is it you can do? Make illusion copies of yourself?'

 

“Sort of....I can astral project. I can be in a lot of places at once, but I still have a physical body.” She gestured to the cut on her neck that marked it as proof. “I can interact with things too and everything...sometime. I can’t usually get it to work when I want it too and even then, my brain can still only focus on so many things at once. The only way, it’s been really that useful is if I ever need to go and do shopping while at work or something.” Laya didn’t believe her ability was all that helpful obviously, more curious of examining Jack.

“I’d rather be able to do what you do...what is it? Just knowing what to avoid? Like predicting the future? ...those two made it sound like that was pretty rare. I still don’t get how any of this works....what is it? Like visions or...?”

 

'I've often thought things would be easier if I could be in two places at once,' Jack chuckled, 'So, I would say it's a good ability to have.'

'I'm not so sure myself yet. It's only happened a few times since those powers awakened,' Jack sighed, 'No, it's not really a vivid vision of what could happen, it's more like a tingling in my head when something is immediately dangerous to me. I also got a sense of dread coming from Adel and Abel, like they had a murderous intent towards me. I don't feel anything if cars or people are just passing me by normally, but if one is on a collision course with me, I get a kind of warning and my body nearly moves on its own to avoid what is about to harm me.'

 

"Hmmm. I don't get anything like that. So...here's what we know. People can have psychic powers, but they don't all share the same abilities...how it even happens to begin with still confuses me. Those two are related...so it might be a genetic factor? But then...I would've remembered if mom and dad could throw tables with their mind." The doctor was definitely perplexed by the mystery, coaxing her head slightly, with a deeply analytical look towards Jack, taking a step forward, peering at him with razor sharp intensity.

"Is it a proximity thing? How close do I need to be?" Curious of what it's limitations were and how it functioned, she reached her hand out to him, slowly extending it and bring it closer to his face, wondering if his auto pilot reaction would kick in. For the first time in a while, it had actually fallen silent, but with Laya not considering how this might look, there might have been another issue when her fingertips finally came into contact with his face. She stood there for a few moments, not seeming to think anything of it. She just blinked, still looking at him analytically. "Well?"

 

'Yeah, no. I think I'd know if my family had something like this... my sister would certainly rub it in my face if she had cool powers and I didn't,' Jack chuckled, 'Not sure why Adel and Abel both got it, though.'

What's she doing, is she checking if my instincts will make me jump out of the way... of her hand? Jack looked at her with confusion, and blushed a little as she touched his cheek, 'Nothing. I, uh, I think you need to mean me genuine harm for it to work. And maybe it doesn't work if I can see the threat clearly.' He chuckled, 'Now don't get any funny ideas about sneaking up on me when I least expect it to test it out.'

 

“Thank you for helping me out here” he smiles weakly in taking the nutrients from the tray of food. Between being hit by lightning and throwing his minds thoughts around he is recovery properly.

 

After a few minutes, Alexandra leaves the shower, drying her hair as she walks into the living room, her massive breasts threatening to spill out of her robe. "Do you two want anything to eat? I don't have anything fancy, but there are some snacks if you want them."