I13DT - Still Getting Used To This 'Time' Thing

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 1:21 pm

Miranda slipped into the back of the classroom. This was 'English' her notes told her, though she wasn't sure exactly what was covered. She was dressed in discount store casual clothes, though the clothes looked new. She still had a binding around her eyes, though it was fresh. She sat down somewhat quietly, though probably not quietly enough to keep from drawing attention.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 1:31 pm

If Nailah notices her she doesn't immediately react, finishing what she's writing on the blackboard. When she turns back around her eyes seem to focus in on Miranda immediately though. For a moment she looks brighter to Miranda (and Haley and Steve, should they be paying attention), as if someone had turned up the lights. It only lasts for a second before things seem to snap back to normal and Nailah breaks eye contact with Miranda, which raises a whole other set of questions in and of itself.

"I didn't realize we were missing somebody other than Miss Young."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 1:40 pm

"I'm... sorry?" That sounded like the right thing to say. Why does that sound like the right thing to say?

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 1:44 pm

"No need to apologize. I'm glad for anybody who actually cares about this class." she says, not looking at anybody in particular.

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 1:58 pm

Miranda does indeed care about the class... or maybe she's just curious about the teacher. It's hard to tell the way her head is tilted while she's looking at Nailah. Why were you glowing? This last bit, of course, is probably inadvertently thought *to* Nailah (and any telepaths in the vicinity), rather than staying in Miranda's own head where it belonged.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 2:07 pm

Nailah quirks an eyebrow. "You're new but please try to keep your thoughts to yourself." she says, sounding like she's talking about the kind of thing she's had to remind people of more than once.

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 2:10 pm

Miranda drops her head in response, making surreptitious glances around the room before pulling out a notebook and a pencil and trying to make notes.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 2:44 pm

Nailah nods and offers an encouraging smile to the class. Not that she's particularly good at that. She then goes back to where they had been before they were interrupted, launching into yet another boring lecture. At least for a little while. After 15 minutes or so, in the middle of writing on the blackboard her body language suddenly changes, her shoulders and wings go slack and she seems to have forgotten what she was writing before, rapidly scribbling down something else as she mumbles to herself. If the other telepaths in the room specifically look for it they might see what Miranda can't help but look at. Everything around Nailah seems to shatter into a kaleidoscopic fracture that's swirling in an endless sea of images but before the mind can grasp one scene it's already replaced by a dozen others.

The effect seems to last forever, but it can only have been a minute at most when it suddenly stops. The last word Nailah wrote on the blackboard trails off into a scribble and she's resting against the board with one arm, her wings hanging down limply.

Blackboard wrote:These days which we have known in dust
Will blow away with this black gust
So tame my flesh and fix my eyes
A tethered mind freed from the lies
Know what you've seen in shadows bound
Till all their secrets have been found

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 2:59 pm

Something in Miranda reminds her that it isn't polite to stare with her mouth open, but doesn't remind her loudly enough to get her to close her mouth all the way.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 3:07 pm

Nailah raises her head to look at what she wrote, then tries to compose herself again before turning around to the students again.

"Class... class dismissed."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 4:38 pm

Miranda watched a moment to see what others were doing. Once that was established, she got up, collecting her things.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 4:45 pm

As every body is packing up their things Nailah walks over to Miranda.

"I'd like to have a word with you, please."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 4:49 pm

"Did I do something wrong? If I did, I'm really sorry," she said, looking somewhat frightened.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 5:07 pm

"Not at all. Don't worry. You're the girl the X-Men rescued, yes?"

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 5:11 pm

"Yes..." There was a brief pause. "... Ma'am."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 5:26 pm

"You can see me." she notes as she walks back to her desk to sit down.

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 5:31 pm

"I can see lots of things... and people," she said, tracking Nailah's movement just a fraction ahead of the movement.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 5:44 pm

"I apologize if I scared you. This... happens sometimes though I usually try not to let it happen during classes."

She swivels her chair to look at the blackboard, studying it.

"Black Air removed your eyes, didn't they?" she asks after a moment.

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 5:53 pm

Miranda reached up and touched the binding. "Yes," she said quietly.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 6:05 pm

"I'm sorry... I'm sure everyone has already told you that they'll do what they can to help you--" she interrupts herself and turns around to look at Miranda. She's quiet for a moment, then takes a step to the side, noticing Miranda following the movement in tune with Nailah's own perception of things as opposed to the 'delayed' act of actually doing it.

"This is going to sound ridiculous, but... Do you have a history of bumping into moving things? Like doors or people?"

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 6:07 pm

"I... don't know. I've always been blind, so I suppose so."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 6:10 pm

"I'm sorry, that sounded awful, didn't it? It's just that you clearly seem to be looking at me."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 6:19 pm

"The folks who interviewed me in the infirmary said I was a 'clairvoyant'," she offered.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 6:28 pm

"Well, that's Dr. Bowen's way of thinking and labeling for you. If you want a boring and pointless lecture on the difference between Psychics, Clairvoyants, Extra-Sensory Perceptives, Precognitives, Astral Projections and Telepaths then that's who you turn to." she smirks faintly. "What do you actually do? What do you see?"

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 6:33 pm

Miranda shrugged, "Things. People. Sometimes I see places I'm not. Every once in a while, I see..." She seemed to be struggling for words to describe it. Roiling through her mind were images that could only be Astral in nature. Her control was bad enough that some of the images would probably bleed over to Nailah.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 6:52 pm

"You see things as they would be in a painting, a song or a dream. Things that only make sense in your mind but never quite your words?" she makes an educated guess.

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 6:55 pm

Miranda just nodded, "Like when you were writing, it was like the air around you was... broken. Showing me all sorts of things."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 7:10 pm

"Really? Curious... You probably saw different possible futures. I'm a Precog and this..." she gestures towards the words on the blackboard, "...is one of them. Or at least the shape they take outside my head."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 7:15 pm

She looks at the words. "They're... interesting. I'm not sure what they mean though."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 7:31 pm

"They're about you. At least parts of them. Something that Black Air did and is going to do that you might know about."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 7:35 pm

"They did a lot of things to me," she said, touching her binding again.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 7:50 pm

"I understand. You possess something a lot of people would wish to exploit at your expense and while I'm sure you're more than aware of that I'm not sure you quite understand why. Have you noticed that you've been looking at where I'm going to be, not where I actually am?"

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 8:24 pm

"No... I'm looking at where you... are." She frowned, as if trying to sort something out.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 8:30 pm

"Try to grab my hand." she says, moving it from left to right in front of Miranda, going slow enough for her to be able to grab it easily.

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 8:34 pm

Miranda reaches for Nailah's hand and ends up intercepting it. "That's... weird." She frowns. "I'm seeing several things."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 9:05 pm

Could that be...

"It's not weird at all. In fact it sounds quite familiar." she says as she pulls her arm back and swipes one of the books from her desk, watching Miranda closely.

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 9:18 pm

Miranda sticks a hand out close to where the book leaves the desk, but managing to miss it. She looks at the book on the floor kind of dumbly. "Why did you do that?"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 9:32 pm

"To see if you'd manage to catch it. When I was your age I got my tail caught in doors a lot because I could never quite tell when the door would actually close. It's a strange disconnect between the now and the immediate future."

by **Miranda Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 9:33 pm

"Is... that why I'm seeing a lot of... everything?"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 07, 2014 9:39 pm

"It could be. Has this happened before?"

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