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  1. Something about that last statement made the telepath's blood boil; to hear her best friend's lifetime of struggle dismissed so out of hand by someone who'd admittedly suffered a great deal, but never had to fight for her parents' affection made the back of her neck go all warm. "Yeah, that may be it," Lulu stated matter-of-factly, as she stared down at her shoes. "So the next question is, why are you so damn hypersensitive?" And then she skewered her roommate with the most hostile yet disinterred blank stare she could manage.
  2. Lulu winced as the anger rolled off her friend in waves of heat; she felt like she was standing at the rim of a very active volcano, and Mt. Mia was about to erupt. She tried to dampen the fires as best she could. -You can not let her get to you, hon. Yes, she's a bitch, but she's also a thoughtless little brat who's never had to play nice with others. She insults people the way most of us breathe. Now I know it sucks and it's going to give you an ulcer, but you have to be the better person here. I'm not saying not to stand up for yourself, but if you take the bait every time, one of you is going to end up dead. And I love you and I don't want to have to deal with getting a new roommate; we just figured out our bathroom schedule. There was a little telekinetic squeeze on Mia's shoulder as Lulu looked at her with a sympathetic smile. She wasn't even paying attention to the rest of the tour or the discussion.
  3. "Hmm, good question," Lulu murmured with a nod as she tapped at her smartphone. "Let's see what the internet recommends...ooh, The Enemy Below! That sounds cool. 'The story of the battle between an American destroyer escort and a German U-Boat during World War II'. Oh, and they did base an episode of Star Trek on it, what do you know? Everythin's comin' up Star Trek today. Not like that's a bad thing..." The girls tried on a few more things, and Lulu paid for her purchases before they headed into the rest of the mall on their way to the food court. "Have you ever done this before, maintained an identity for a long period of time? Ah know you're more into theater, but boy, you'd be great doin' undercover work, ah'd think."
  4. "Just leave him be for now," the redhead sighed as she leaned over the counter and let her head droop a little, her crimson locks partially obscuring her face. "Lord, why can't ah just talk to him like another kid? Why do ah need to make such a fuss?" She shook her head to clear her thoughts, and then walked to the fridge to grab a Mexican Coke in a glass bottle, something the Harrows never used to stock before Lulu entered their lives. She held the cool bottle up in her hand and sort of waggled it a bit as she looked back at Adam. "You want one, hon?"
  5. For a second, Lulu felt a strong surge of sympathy rise up from her gut almost all the way to her ears; this is what Eira's unconventional childhood had cost her. Would she ever feel like a 'real' girl, or would a sort of Pinocchio syndrome follow her around for the rest of her life. And how long would that even be? "Uh, yeah, we have parties and dances sometimes. Ah think they sometimes have, like, talent shows when students can go up on stage and....sing or dance or do magic tricks. We also do school plays and musicals sometimes." She winced slightly. "We don't really have much in the way of sports, because, well, we can't play other schools fairly, know what ah mean? We'd have unfair advantage. And on weekends, we sometimes go to the mall and go shoppin' for clothes, maybe get a snack and see a movie." She shrugged again. "Typical American teenage stuff; nothin' too spectacular, really."
  6. Lulu sent an encouraging thought Mia's way. - Hey, you're a thousand times cooler than Eira is; you can make things out of thin air with your mind! And don't ever forget it! - As the rest of the class spoke to Velocity, Lulu sent her senses outside of the Lighthouse, as those she was floating in the vastness of space. But that only lasted for a few scant seconds, because the feeling was quite agoraphobic and chilling. Instead, she sent her eyes and ears scuttling back to the safety of the various sections of the Freedom League base, gazing in wonder at the many hangers, storerooms, labs and galleries. Adam would love it here; it's almost wasted on me. But then she was pulled back to her body by the arrival of their Pretorian escort, and she was all Southern charm. "It's very nice to meet you, Seresk; we all appreciate you takin' the time to show us around." Once they were aboard the Devotion, Leroy and Eira began annoying each other with yet another verbal exchange, and the young telepath just shook her head. "It's times like this that ah'm glad ah'm dumb as a post," she murmured to Mia.
  7. Lulu looked over her shoulder, in the general direction of the library. 'What, squad meetin's or other students? Mostly we just hang out, go bowlin' or visited curse haunted houses. Ah think that's the first formal metin' we've ever had." She shrugged and made a face. "Can't say ah liked it very much. As for other students...well, not everyone gets along with everyone else." Then her expression became more thoughtful as she gazed at Eira. "Can ah ask you somethin'? Do you have any brothers or sisters, or are you an only child? Ah's just wonderin'."
  8. Lulu closed her eyes and breathed through her nose; well, at least there wasn't any property damage, always a risk when superpowered teens got into it. Then she opened her eyes and looked between Leroy, Davyd and Mia. "You know," she said dryly, "if someone says they don't want to be a leader, that's usually not your cue to volunteer them for the position." Then she sent a telepathic message her friend's way. - Are you okay? That got pretty intense real fast.-
  9. Lulu stepped into the room, quietly set her purse over the back of her desk chair, and then took a seat cross-legged on the middle of her bed, facing Eira. She sat there calmly for a few moments, checking her phone, then switched if off and set it aside. Interacting with Eira was different than interacting with most people; none of her psychic 'tricks' worked on the Nordic exchange student, so she had to fall back on the oldest weapons in her arsenal: charm and compassion. "You want to talk about," she calmly asked, just short of a shout.
  10. "You're not lovin' space, ah take it?" Mia's friend Lulu suddenly appeared at her side, wearing the sort of pricey riding gear she could now afford thanks to the Harrows. With her tweed jacket, grey tights and black riding boots, and her bright red hair twisted into a smart French braid, she looked like a model out of Town & Country, at least right up until she talked. She looked her friend over and then shook her head. "Ah swear ah wasn't snoopin', but-" She spread her hands out and wiggled her fingers. "The anxiety's comin' off you in waves. And ah'm guessin' it's because any direction you teleport in means instant death; you've got nowhere to run, son."
  11. "Ah wish ah was better with Lawrence," Lulu admitted as she nimbly navigated the Harrow's driveway "He's a good kid, but ah feel like we're from two different species. Ah mean, ah actually get along better with aliens than ah do with him. Maybe you'll have better luck; at least you're good with science and stuff." She pulled the SUV to a stop and got out, fishing out her purse and bookbag and looking up at the big house with some trepidation. "Everthin's goin' to be fine," she muttered to herself as she reached out to grab Adam's hand.
  12. Lulu shrugged. "Well, the field trips tend to be pretty good; last year, a bunch of kids went to an alternate earth to go birdwatchin', which turned out to be way less borin' than it sounds. And ah've been to space myself with another group, to this planet fully of teddy bear people." Se chewed her lips for a few seconds as she searched her mind for other cool stuff. "Oh, and we do combat simulations in the, you know, combat simulator; that's pretty cool. Some kids build weird s*** and risk killin' us all." She smiled and shrugged again. "Ah mean, it is what you make of it, like most things in life." The redhead idly scratched her nose.
  13. Lulu winced at Mia's remarks and the perhaps inevitable one-upmanship the hypothetical questions seemed to bring out of the group; like Mia, she was not too proud of her origins, but her ability to peer into others' lives had given her a certain perspective. Sitting back down on the edge of a table, she sighed. "Look, we all have our vulnerabilities, our exploitable weak spots, and our issues. We're also still just a bunch of teenagers thrown together because whatever Sorting Hat Claremont uses tossed us into the same squad. Like it or not, no matter what we're made of or how we got here, we're still dumb kids. And ah'm not tryin' to insult anyone's intelligence; ah'm mean we're still learnin' about s*** we don't understand, be it...particle physics or how not to be a**holes. Just because you can turn the Earth into glass or whatever doesn't mean you understand how the world works or your place in it. And ah think the sooner we all admit we have a lot to learn and get over our own bulls***, the better." She sighed and rubbed her face. "Sorry, ah just had to get that out. And yes, a trip to space sounds lovely."
  14. Sorry for the lightweight post; just wanted to finally get my girl into the scene so we can move forward.
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