The voice says with an audible smirk, a real cheshire-like smile spreading along a wall, Are you sure you want to waste your time on me when you could be-
A ghost of a hand brushes against Tetsuo's. Shiho tries to hold on, reads him for a moment through dimensions and blinks back tears over that feeling of protectiveness, of care, of worry, of dread and she throws herself against her prison.
Hey, stop-
The shimmer is yanked away again but this time Kaoru's eyes glow. She can never adequately explain Queen Sense, only knows that whatever it is that Tetsuo sensed something that must have been Shiho, knows that Tetsuo knows where Shiho is. Tetsuo will feel that familiar weightlessness as Kaoru picks him up with her telekinesis and she shouts at him, "Where?"
Because she's going to throw him, faster, hopefully than the asshole trying to take Shiho away from them. The asshole who grits his teeth and then materializes. And materializes again, multiple copies of a rather normal-looking man wearing a sleek black uniform who immediately puts out a hand and makes a whole chunk of the floor disappear. But confusion doesn't break out, not among the practically-kids of Shiho's group. They're well-versed by this point in psychic fights and Tetsuo will see them get into formation, splitting into groups to take on the copies.
Kaoru, winds back, Tetsuo going ever so slightly backwards as she prepares to throw him as soon as he tells her where.
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The voice says with an audible smirk, a real cheshire-like smile spreading along a wall, Are you sure you want to waste your time on me when you could be-
A ghost of a hand brushes against Tetsuo's. Shiho tries to hold on, reads him for a moment through dimensions and blinks back tears over that feeling of protectiveness, of care, of worry, of dread and she throws herself against her prison.
Hey, stop-
The shimmer is yanked away again but this time Kaoru's eyes glow. She can never adequately explain Queen Sense, only knows that whatever it is that Tetsuo sensed something that must have been Shiho, knows that Tetsuo knows where Shiho is. Tetsuo will feel that familiar weightlessness as Kaoru picks him up with her telekinesis and she shouts at him, "Where?"
Because she's going to throw him, faster, hopefully than the asshole trying to take Shiho away from them. The asshole who grits his teeth and then materializes. And materializes again, multiple copies of a rather normal-looking man wearing a sleek black uniform who immediately puts out a hand and makes a whole chunk of the floor disappear. But confusion doesn't break out, not among the practically-kids of Shiho's group. They're well-versed by this point in psychic fights and Tetsuo will see them get into formation, splitting into groups to take on the copies.
Kaoru, winds back, Tetsuo going ever so slightly backwards as she prepares to throw him as soon as he tells her where.