Haru sometimes gets coffee at Tim's, when he happens to feel like it on a random morning, or when he needs to be up long enough to finish out a guiding session with June. This morning it's the first thing.
Man. This kind of sucks to think about, she -
...Use your words, Cara. "...Can we talk about this later? I -" wanted to be excited about my power without jumping immediately to the process of desensitizing herself on using it to kill things, even dangerous things I endorse killing "agree that it's important, but it's not urgent, right?"
She flops back onto the couch next to him, pulls up her legs, and wraps her arms around them.
"Do you have to be one of the participants in the momentum exchange or if I throw a cushion can you make a different one go flying?" He picks up a couch pillow.
She's at the center of the world. She's not moving.
There's a pillow in Haru's hand, to her left. It's not moving.
There's another pillow on the couch to her right. It's not moving.
She's at the center of the world. She's moving upwards, with this much momentum.
The pillow Haru just threw is stationary, gravity just barely beginning to pull it down.
The pillow to her right is stationary -
And she shoves her stolen momentum into it, sending it airborne.
(From Haru's perspective, the transfer looked approximately instant.)
"...Huh. I have to take the momentum into myself first, but I can pass it onwards really fast."
"Huh. You might wanna spend a lot of time in midair so you can get shoved around without crashing into anything though that was really very fast, maybe you'd never drop it in the middle of a transfer..."
"It felt really easy to keep focusing, but I should test some more! I think spending a lot of time in midair probably makes sense anyways, it means I can fall and then use the energy from falling!" Ooooh... she needs to text Mags about this. Mags will have some really good ideas. ...tomorrow.
"I want to test pushing my sensing range out, is that okay?"
She's at the center of the wor -
(She probes at the concept of the world)
She's at the center of [the world|a 1-meter sphere]. She's stationary.
(She pushes at its boundaries.)
She's at the center of [the world|a 2-meter sphere]. She's stationary.
(Again.)
She's at the center of [the world|a 4-meter sphere]. She's stationary.
(Again.)
She's at the center of [the world|a 8-meter sphere]. She's stationary.
(Again.)
She's at the center of [the world|a 16-meter sphere]. She's stationary.
(Again!)
She's at the center of [the world|a 32-meter sphere]. She's stationary.
She can feel -
- many many worms moving in the dirt below her,
- two people walking on the sidewalk on the street, steps in sync, hand in hand,
- a car on the road, sparkly to her senses because it has so much momentum, if she wanted she could just reach out and take it,
...he hikes up her shirt and hugs her close, poised to tell her to stop if she doesn't on her own.