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Elf:
Forest
Forest waved at the guard and called out, "Thank you! I really appreciate it."
To the blond driving the car she sent telepathically, Simple mind tricks honestly. Projection, low level mass hypnosis, basic mental influence really. Like some comic book villain said, the weak willed are easily manipulated.
yinsukin:
Driver
The engine roared, no purred as the car shot forward, stopping at the red light ahead. The man turned, the small cloud covered sun reflected in his shades as he finally faced Forest. Oh thats a nice trick. The voice in his head was far louder, far more confident sounding. In fact, it was far more reflective of his actual outward appearance, radiating with pure energy. It was as if he spent all his energy thinking and not enough speaking. Let me show you mine.
One hand held onto the wheel while another held a typing position in mid air just above the radio. He began typing furiously, drawing neon blue lights to his finger tips. The energy formed an etherial laptop made of pure energy. His fingers flickered faster than the human eye could see, blurring into a blob of skin as his fingers made mini machine gun fire with his typing.
Now you have an appointment with the Duke in 10 minutes. Try to think of a story. Also, be a little disruptive to give Scott some cover.
Elf:
Forest
Forest raised her eyebrow at the driver and said aloud, "Stick around, I'm full of them."
She watched as he brought up some . . . magical laptop and studied it. What sort of magic is he using? she thought to herself, screening her thoughts so he couldn't hear her. She bit her lip as he typed furiously, wondering what the hell was he doing.
"Ten minutes, bloody hell, I really suck at this whole spy game," she said with a groan and rubbing her forehead. "Should I still continue to play the distressed damsel? Or should I be a bit more competent? And I'm wearing this bloody stupid get up."
She gestured to the body suit in tatters on her slim form.
yinsukin:
Jarald
The driver sighed and said, "Jarald." It really did sound like it was annoying for him to speak. There was a long pause before he even said his name as if he was considering whether or not to speak. He eyed the uniform, smiled then returned his gaze to the road. The car turned a corner, finally completely out of the view of the guards. "And don't worry. Scott thinks I suck at it too."
If she read his mind, she would instantly be able to understand his magic. It was a computer that could break through firewalls instantly, a supercomputer crafted from magic that was designed to dig into heavily defended networks. However, the action he preformed was simple: delete and reschedule an appointment without anyone or anything noticing, replacing something or other with Forest's appointment. It was listed as unspecified but urgent, hence why she would have to craft her own story.
"Just.... do whatever is comfortable. You don't have to change who you are to succeed at this job....." Once again, he sighed, his energy sapped from making that sad excuse of a speech.
Elf:
Forest
Forest tilted her head as she heard Jarald's discomfort in his voice. From the rapid fire method of his mind, she wondered if telepathic communication would be easier for her. She did say, "I'm Forest."
Honestly what's comfortable is telling the truth and punching the bad guy in the bollocks. Even though I don't know who the bad guy is in this story. I don't know who's the victim who needs saving. All I know is that Scott makes me uneasy and his methods are too orthodox for my tastes, she sent to Jarald.
Part of me just wants to answer this Duke truthfully. I'm new, I'm lost, and I need a place to lay my head and a regular income so I can by clothing and music and what not.
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