Between Broken Glass and Butterflies(Psychic Rpg)

Jack shrugged and pulled out his phone too, 'Beats me how it decides when we need instructions. Would be too easy if we could just ask it stuff like some magic eight ball, right?' He chuckled.

 

Alexandra smiles. "I guess now we wait? Or do we go speak to that cop?"

 

'I don't know, Ms McKinney,' Jack chuckled, smiling at his old teacher, 'You are the teacher, I look to you for guidance.' Her emotional sense, got the gist that the young man was very attracted to her, and the feeling seemed far deeper ingrained than just having formed that day. 'Sitting around, we are just passive and waiting for something to happen to us, though.'

[Sorry, kind of forgot to include some of these sense readings for Alexandra's power.]

 

"You're looking up to me? I better make sure that I don't lead you astray then." The teacher doesn't show any sign that she's noticed, but her robe has slipped to the point where Jack can see the very edge of her areola. "Oh, and call me Alexandra. Ms McKinney makes me feel like some old fart."

She yawns, and checks the phone again. "Yes. I agree. I say that we go look for that cop and see what she knows."

 

'Of course, you were the best teacher we had,' Jack blushed, as he spotted the edge of Alexandra's areola and averted his gaze to the side, 'Alright, Alexandra. Uhm, far be it from me to tell you what to wear in your own home... but I think you might want to change. The robe keeps slipping.' Alexandra felt a sense of arousal from the young man, her nearly-exposed breasts obviously striking his fancy.

 

"You don't seem to mind, but I should probably change, yes." She grins, and heads into the bedroom, coming out in her trademark outfit, a pair of jeans and a tucked in sweater that, though being technically conservative, shows off her slim body and her large bust.

"All right then, shall we go?"

@Auraicide "This police woman, will she still be at the hospital, do you think, or do we have to find her at the station? Do we know her name?"

 

'Oh, uhm,' Jack stammered, 'You are... very attractive, Alexandra, I can't help it.' His emotional state and obvious shyness told Alexandra that the young man might still be a virgin, but she probably didn't need her powers to figure that one out. You idiot, she'll think you're some teen perving on his sexy teacher... I mean that might be technically true but... boy, where's the line between flattering interest and being a lecher?

He stood up as she came back wearing more than before, but still showed of her curves nicely.

 

Alexandra squeezes his hand and gives him a kindly smile. "Hey, don't worry about it. No need to be embarrassed, I'm flattered." She looks at Laya, waiting for her response about the cop.

 

Jack squeezed her hand back with a smile, a blush on his cheeks, 'Uh, I'm glad you're not mad at me, Alexandra.' She's fine with it... phew, that would've gotten really awkward really quick if we were working together for the forseeable future. He released her hand again, a small smile on his lips.

 

@Tjf @unisol_gr44

“Umm...right.” Her focus was being cut off again...but this time, the faint tinge of blood rushing to her cheeks looking at the two of them who had forgotten she was even there..Alexandra felt her suffer from the same problem as Jack...she was in multiple places at once, but like Jack, her mind was only in one place watching the teacher.

The second diversion came from the phone Alexandra had tried to interact starting to buzz with life again, them actually seeing what it looked like when it happened. The screen lit up as normal, but quickly molded into radiating a light blue-violet glow, then receding back into the normal colourless digital light.

You don’t understand the right questions to ask. Are you going to ask other questions instead?

“She wants to ask one of my co-workers something, but I just asked her if she wants to go over things with me first and she’s fine with that. The first thing she’s asking is if we’re aware of how poorly maintained our equipment is...I mean, we aren’t the most up to date, but everything worked fine until it got blown up.”

 

'Just telling her that the equipment isn't badly maintained but was blown up by a pyromaniac with her mind probably wouldn't sit well with her,' Jack chuckled, 'Maybe try to steer the conversation towards asking if there were any strange and unresolved murders latetly?'

 

“Yeah...” Laya’s tone was sounding less and less aware and put together. “So, let me think...I...”

There wasn’t anything else she said before she started to shake, sudden beads of sweats pouring out of her skin, flushness getting pale, and her legs giving out like a house of cards and starting to plummet from where she was standing, heading right to the table.

 

Jack rushed to Laya in concern, as she started to shake, 'Doc, are you al-oh, damn, doc!' He caught her fall, holding her by the waist, Shit, what's happening with her? Was being in two places at once so far apart too much for her? The doctor wasn't heavy, so he grabbed her at the knees and lifted her in his arms.

'Alexandra, damn, she's passed out. I'll bring her to the couch,' Jack said and carried Dr Mason to the couch in the living room, setting her down gently. What do I do? Ah, something for her head. He grabbed a pillow and put it below Laya's head, before leaning over her, 'Doc, can you hear me?'

 

There was no answer, She was clearly breathing, but a silence just hung in the air until the sound a sudden *Thud.* Nobody had touched it. Nobody had used any mental powers to move it...but the phone had somehow found it's way right next to Jack's foot, the screen brightly light up again.

If only someone could have warned you about overexerting your abilities...oh, wait! We absolutely did try making sure someone would. Guess you had this coming. Sorry, loser!

The line was unique to the others. The manner of speech was completely different. It actually had a clear point without needing to think too hard about it. But it also meant, whoever, or whatever the thing was, it was capable of mocking people. And the screen flickered up again.

For what it's worth, the other doctor will survive the night just fine, even if all on his own. Be glad, this wasn't at a more critical time. What if it wasn't just the two of them and lives were on the line?

Please, consider future consequences.

This one was a little vague, but still a lot more clear than the rest. Some kind of warning, though it feel somewhere between an office reprimand and a threat. Time to focus on that too, got limited with Laya weakly creaking an eye open. "Ugh...yeah, I can hear you....I can't feel any other "me's." Honestly, that lasted way longer than I thought it would...this is...easily the most painful thing I've ever felt."

 

Alexandra looks concerned. "Are you okay, now? Should we call an ambulance?"

 

Laya still being a doctor, checked herself over, feeling her pulse. Her breathing had stabilized pretty quickly and her face shifted from looking calm, then worried, then calm again. Pushing to sit up on the couch, she shook her head. "Probably not necessarily. I already feel like it's getting better on it's own..probably will be a while. On the plus side, I think that means mine works based on length of time than range. That's good to know. Maybe there's a way to use that..." She tried to think of how, but nothing came, peering her head over to take a look at the phone.

"What do they mean, "by himself"? The detective lady was still there. Does that mean it like...it can't see some people?" Giving another sigh which was becoming a common place thing, she rubbed her forehead. "I swear, I used to be smarter before today started. Now, I just don't know about anything."

Thwap!

The sound of the door pounding put a stop to any contemplation. It was starting to feel like the universe itself didn't want to give anytime to think about things.

"Alex! Sorry, about not being able to pick up. Are you alright?" The voice coming from the door, was one that Alexandra immediately recognized. Damien had apparently chosen to stop by in person.

 

"Shit." @unisol_gr44 "Jack, could you look after her for a moment?" Alexandra goes to the door, opening it slightly. "Hey, Damian. I'm fine. You don't have to apologise, we agreed that your family comes first." She whispers the last line.

Coming up with a story, she says "Sorry, I have a friend over, and her younger brother."

 

Alexandra could instantly feel the surge of guilt and confusion ignoring her reassurances, his hand coming into the door frame, stopping her from closing it. “What’s wrong?”

“Oh, that’s your boyfriend, right? I think it’s okay to let him in. They probably already know so if they wanted him involved, they probably would have done that.” Laya assumed she was being nice, unaware of the issue she was creating with Alexandra’s married lover. He was standing there looking adamant to talk to her and Laya didn’t know anything was wrong, leaving both to look at her with questioning gazes for the wrong reasons.

 

Alexandra steps out of the apartment. "Hey, let's go out and talk, okay?" Walking down the hall, she says "look, things in my life have gotten very, very complicated. I don't know how to explain it. Rest assured, I'm really not mad at you." She kisses him.

 

Jack stayed by Laya's side, heeding Alexandra's request, 'Sure, Alexandra. I'll look after her... not that I know anything about how to care for her... she's the doctor.' He chuckled.

He was startled at the knock, Alexandra feeling a pang of panic in him. He expected something more sinister at the door than Alexandra's lover.

Boyfriend? Of course, why wouldn't a gorgeous woman like her have a boyfriend? Alexandra could feel that his heart sank a little at the revelation.