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Private Not so Different

Discussion in 'Elysium' started by Carrie White, Dec 28, 2018.

  1. Carrie White

    Carrie White Stephen King’s Carrie

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    December 20th
    @Jaesa Willsaam
    “You little bitch, come back here!”

    Why, why did this always happen to her? Ever since meeting that Bo, Carrie hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the kindness the woman had showed her, wanting nothing in return. No one had ever showed her that sort of warmth, not without a price.

    Which was why she’d made the terrible mistake of trying to go in a shop and buy some more sewing supplies with the little money she had. Unfortunately, the shop was ran by some Undercity people, despite Carrie not being too far into that part of Elysium. The teenager, ever nervous, had added up the price of her products wrong and hadn’t realised until the owner had shouted. Carrie had tried to apologise and give back the supplies, but in her state, had shorted out the lights, causing a power cut.

    The owner (although Carrie kept telling herself it was just a coincidence) had decided that was also the girl’s fault and two other staff, both as scary looking as the owner, had charged after her, shouting all sorts of awful things, like they were going to cut her hands off.

    She hadn’t been out of the shop long when she tripped, spilling the supplies all over the ground and landing after them. Panicking, Carrie scrambled to get up as the two, a man and woman, caught up to her. The girl groaned and put her hands out in defence, but instead her powers once again took over, sending the needles she’d purchased right into the body of the man, who screamed in pain.

    The woman glared at the teenager, “You’re gonna pay for that, you freak!”
     
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  2. Jaesa Willsaam

    Jaesa Willsaam Star Wars

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    Jaesa had been spending more time in Elysium lately, something she told herself was solely due to how much more familiar and homely the place was to her than the likes of Pandopolis City, and nothing at all to do with a certain person who lived there. Definitely the familiarity, and that was it.

    She'd brought her droid out of the ship to assist her with purchasing some replacement parts and tools for the vessel, leaving him to carry the boxes as he walked beside her with his usual soft mechanical clanking, gold plating glimmering in the sunlight. She'd intended to just go straight back to her ship and then set Seetoo to work replacing the parts, but an altercation caught her attention, a flood of emotions flowing towards her senses through the Force. Panic, pain, anger. All three of them things that always immediately piqued Jaesa's interest.

    Gesturing for Seetoo to follow, Jaesa made her way through the streets until she found a tailoring shop, rounding the corner in seeing a man stumbling around howling in pain as the light caught off at least a dozen silver needles embedded deeply into his flesh, thin rivulets of blood trickling from each. The woman beside him was screaming at a teenage girl, accusing her of using "freaky powers" to attack them. The girl, however, didn't look or feel like she had intended to attack anyone; the panic Jaesa sensed came solely from her, as though she was clumsy, hadn't intended to actually do anything and was terrified of the consequences.

    When the woman began to move towards the girl, a fist raised, Jaesa moved forward, but not after gesturing for her droid to stay back - he was useless in situations like this, after all - and positioned herself between the girl and the woman. Perhaps if the girl had been an adult, she would have just stayed out of it and watched in amusement, but something about the girl being young spurred her forward.

    "I wouldn't do anything if I were you," she said quietly, as the woman halted, surprised to see someone else there. She scowled, her rage intoxicating.

    "The bitch fucking stole from the boss, and attacked us with freaky mind powers!" the woman spat, as her companion finally stopped shambling around and started trying to pull out the needles, swearing loudly as he did so. "She ain't getting away with that."

    Jaesa glanced over her shoulder at the girl, as though appraising her to figure out if the woman was telling the truth, even though she could sense the lie in just how frightened and panicked the girl was. Exhaling in a deep sigh, Jaesa turned back to the pair, and then moved her hands. Not much, just a slight twitch, but the man and woman were abruptly tugged into the air by seemingly nothing, squirming and wriggling.

    "It's fairly obvious the girl didn't mean to do anything," she said, though she didn't disclose why it was so obvious to her. "Perhaps she's clumsy and untrained and you scared her. I'm not either of those things." Higher still the pair were tugged, as Jaesa's fingers twitched. The pair began to struggle harder, spluttering as something began to contract around their throats. "You're going to let the girl take her things, and you're going to forget all about this. Understand?"

    At first it seemed like they were going to refuse, but as Jaesa's fingers twitched further inward towards her palm, they both began nodding frantically, struggling to draw in breath. With a contemptuous glance and yet another careless twitch of her hand, she sent them flying backwards through the air, where they slammed into the wall of the shop and slid down to the bottom as Jaesa turned to look at the girl.

    "Did you steal those things?" Not that she could or would judge at all if that was the case.
     
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  3. Carrie White

    Carrie White Stephen King’s Carrie

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    She shook her head, hair splashing wildly about her face. “No, I…” she burbled, shutting her eyes as the woman raised a fist. Even after her show of power, Carrie was scared, ashamed, unable to conjure even a slither of the energy she just had.

    But the blow never came, and the girl opened her eyes a fraction as a new voice spoke; it was a dark-haired woman, standing in front of her, as a shield from her would-be attacker. She couldn’t meet the stranger’s gaze as they looked at her; she wanted to protest, to tell her that the accusations weren’t true (or at least, not all of them were…) She couldn’t speak though, too frightened to even move a muscle.

    Carrie couldn’t keep looking away though, not as the two assailants were suddenly lifted into the air, something that she knew she hadn’t made happen – it must be the woman in front of her! She had no idea why they were so ready to defend her, when they didn’t even know who she was. She watched as the pair began to choke, as if they were struggling to breathe. Even in her confusion at what was happening, she didn’t feel sorry for them; they’d decided she was an easy target, one that could be bullied. As most people did.

    Luckily, they soon agreed to leave her alone (maybe not being able to breathe had some part in it), and Carrie flinched as they were sent flying, crashing into the wall of the shop.

    Her focus soon shifted to the woman. “No!” She answered, a little too quickly and defensively. The woman had just helped her, after all. “I…I thought I had enough money for these, but I didn’t. I tried to put some of it back, but they wouldn’t listen…” She stared at the now unconscious pair, and in her fury, a bit of debris broke off the top of the shop, raining down on them, causing them more injuries to wake up to. Carrie averted her eyes as soon as it was done, ashamed of just how little control she had in the moment.
     
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