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sooo what kind of powers do you guys have? were you born with them or get them in some freak incident or what?

[He pauses as he types out the text, considering if he should be honest about his intentions or not. It's not like he had any sinister plans or anything. It's just a matter of being private. But he doesn't want to sound too weird or shady. This sounds shady doesn't it??

He types and deletes a bunch of times, unhappy with most of the reasons he tries to give for asking the question. This one makes him sound too weak, this one makes him sound too ignorant, this one just makes him sound stupid. Eventually he settles for...well, nothing. He just gives up and hits send.]

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[Andrew wasn't sure if she would contact him or not - or if he even was ready despite the whole point of the network post being to maybe find some things out.]

hey. yeah uh he said my powers seemed similar to yours?

He didn't tell me much more.

[She's read through the post a little - thankfully they don't share her mind-bending abilities. And no, Wanda won't talk about her own on the network with a stranger.]

We should meet. It's easier to show things like this.

[It's definitely a good idea to discuss this kind of thing in person, Andrew knows. But he's far more comfortable talking over a device. In person? Ugggghh...

Still, it's the smart thing to do.]

yeah, that's probably a good idea. uh where's good for you?

Is the lower level of the garden all right?

[No one really goes there; they should have plenty of privacy.]

sounds good. i guess i'll meet you there then

[And he will be there, though he'll be leaning up against a wall as he waits. Totally not out of paranoia or anything, nah.]

[She grabs a few things, harmless objects they can practice with, and makes her way there. If she notices the paranoia, she doesn't comment on it - it's a pretty common reaction back home.]

I'm Wanda. I don't know if our powers work the same way, but I will help you if I can.

[When she arrives he pushes himself off the wall but doesn't get much closer.]

Andrew. Well I mean, I guess you knew that already...[She's a pretty girl and he's an awkward loser. Give him a second.] Uh yeah, so...can I ask how yours work? Or what you do?

[Like she said earlier, it's easier to show than try to explain something that's baffled every scientist on Earth. Wanda has learned to manipulate it, but that doesn't mean she understands how it works.

Threads of red light surround her hand and a book she was holding. It hovers in the air, slowly rotating.]

It's like this.

[She can do more, of course, but it's harder to demonstrate without a safe target.]

[Andrew instinctively wanders a little closer to the now floating book. Despite the fact that he does the same thing it still leaves him in awe.]

Um, what's that light?

[That part is definitely different.]

This is how my powers look. [Because honestly, she has no idea what it is beyond that it's hers.

Wanda motions ever so slightly and the book drifts a little closer to him. She's assuming Andrew has something a little more subtle if the question is anything to go by.]

Take it. Show me.

I've never seen that before...

[He's wondering to himself what could be causing that light when the book starts to drift closer to him. When she tells him to take it he pauses only because he had been a tiny bit lost in thought, but after a moment he'll take the book with the force of someone snatching it. He himself doesn't move.]

[She doesn't fight it and the red wisps dissipate. Interesting...

Could use a little more finesse, but that's why she's here, right?]

You don't need to move to control it, do you?

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