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 Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 1:42 pm
Shun paused at the word 'magic'.
"I honestly do not know what this is. I cannot think of an logical explanation of how I could lift a piece of celery by willing it to happen. Every ounce of reasoning within me states it should not be possible."
His voice remained level as he paced about with his tea.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 1:51 pm
She put the lid on the pot and set it down to a simmer. Apparently they were talking about this and that meant talking.
"It shouldn't and it ain't." She put a hand to her face, rubbing her temples slightly. "S'gotta be like ... magnets or ... or ..." She looked up suddenly. "Yer not ********' with me are you?"
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 2:03 pm
Shun stared at Chel and very flatly asked, "What sort of magnets do you know of that affects celery? And do you think I am really the sort to play parlor trick pranks on people?"
He set his cup down onto the counter by the kitchen. Looking around, he stared at the knife that had been used to cut up some stuff. Motioning at it, he began to focus once more, causing it to begin levitating into the air.
"Explain this."
Magic was not something he wanted to admit it being. But there were no laws of physics or any real world science that could remotely explain something like telekineses.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 2:09 pm
Chel took a step back as Shun lifted a knife.
"Shun ..." And suddenly Shun would see a fear he hadn't seen on Chel even in the face of rogue werecreatures. Face drained of color and real terror. She took another step back and fumbled against the counter, as though trying to feel for an escape route.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 2:19 pm
Shun could see the fear in her eyes. It was a natural reaction. Letting out a huff, he turned back around, letting the knife drop back onto the cutting board wordlessly. Leaving his mug on the counter, he just wandered over to his couch and plopped into it. The movement jarred his wounds a bit too much, causing him to hiss out in pain as he settled.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 2:23 pm
Chel felt her chest heaving a little bit harder than it should have. Then after that she felt like a ******** idiot. He hadn't been raising the knife at her. ******** stupid.
"Are you okay?" she asked quietly as he hissed. Even between fear and a lot of repressed memories she still had to ask and make sure. "You should sit down."
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 2:30 pm
"what do you think I am doing right now?" He asked lowly. With a shake of his head, he leaned back onto the couch.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 3:09 pm
"Sorry." Chel turned back to the pot without making another sound, letting the broth bubbles between almost-cooked noodles. She'd brought a loaf of french bread to slice with the soup, but now she wasn't sure she wanted to touch it.
She used her hands to tear off pieces of the bread and considered that good enough. "D'you need anythin'?" she asked while she did so, still catching her breath.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 3:20 pm
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 3:25 pm
Right.
Her hands moved over the bowls and spoons he'd put out earlier, and she rummaged through a cabinet until she found a plate for the bread.
"You want me t'bring it t'you or you got a table you eat at or somethin'?" Shun wasn't exactly being a gracious host at the moment.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 3:31 pm
"Just the counter. Where the stools are."
Mumbling this, he pushed himself back up to his feet to head back where he had left his mug of tea.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 9:15 pm
She wondered if he really ate at the kitchen counter or if the stools were just a formality when people came over. Did people come over?
"Eat up," she told him, having set the bowls in their designated spots. She would have taken a seat with him, but she moved to clean up some of the cutting boards and spare dishes.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 9:18 pm
"...Thanks," Shun grunted as he stared down at the soup. With a small bit of hesitation, he picked up his spoon to take a taste of the little meal Chel had conjured up.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 9:20 pm
"Any time," she responded with the same kind of grunting resolution. Her eyes kept going to the knives as she washed dishes in the sink and she couldn't let him out of her line of sight while he ate.
Chel was, to a degree, actually very paranoid.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 9:23 pm
He didn't say anything about the soup, but he did continue to slowly eat. As he did so, he was aware that Chel was keeping an eye on him as well. Nothing else was floating around, thankfully.
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