Exile on Main Street

[Brian]

The shield does absolutely nothing to prevent or slow the punch.  Nor the fire from the newspaper.  It does, in fact, seem to ignore everything except telepathy, which it vanishes to block.

[Dracos]

"Hmmm...  I think that whatever protected you from Ashnod, this isn't it.  It might be another power, but I don't know."

Dracos

[Huitzil]

"Mind if I try something?" Paul says from the back deck. "I've been trying to learn all I can about... well, about my superpowers is what I guess you'd call them. It might be useful to see how Bjorn's, uh, superpower reacts with it.

"Also, I told myself I was going to practice using it every day, but lately I been forgetting and I need to catch up. You guys don't mind if I join you, do you?"

[Dracos]

"Got no problems myself.  Bjorn?"

Dracos

[Bjorn]

"Wait a second," Bjorn protests, cocking his head dubiously.  "Didn't you say you blew a shed apart with your power?  I want to empahsize that my goal here is to learn how to use my power without dying.  How much control do you have?"

[Huitzil]

"Like I said, I've been trying to get a handle on it. When I blew up the old fort, I think that was on the highest setting I could have. If I concentrate, I can use lower power; though it still makes me really tired.

"What I was thiking, we get something that's large and bulky but not too heavy, like, say an old mattress. First, I set it up and shove it at you, and see if it blocks that. Then, I set it back up and, uh, use my 'power' to shove it at you, see if it blocks that. Then I just try to shove you with my power and see if you move. Thesting with the mattress first will see if I can do it lightly enough to not hurt you right now; some days I can do it and some days I can't.

"Oh, and sorry about the Manos thing. That was out of line."

[Bjorn]

Bjorn furrow his brow at the Manos comment, but then he waves his hand dismissively.  "Nah, 's my problem.  Been a little on edge.

"Okay, there's no real point starting with the mattress.  Between what I just did with Drac, and being shot and tazered, I'm pretty damn sure that if it doesn't involve power, I can't do anything with it.  I'm also pretty sure that I won't be able to do anything about you shoving the mattress at me, so let's skip that one for now, too.  

"So let's just skip right to the you shoving me bit, and see how it goes.  But before we do that... no offense, but I'd like to see you do a 'low-power' push.  I can't heal bones in nine days."

[Huitzil]

"Well, the reason I wanted the tests was to be all scientific and shit. Make sure that there is nothing in the mattress or whatever we use that blocks it. And if it can distinguish between "magical" fire, like that Tawnos guy put out, and "normal" fire, it might be able to distinguish between something thrown by muscle and something thrown with superpowers. Just thought it was something to try."

Paul then looks around for something suitable to exert his powers on, to show Bjorn and to make sure he really does have the "volume control" on it today. Seeing nothing better than a random chunk of cement, he starts humming "Honky Tonk Woman" to himself, imagining it on low volume, and envisions the chunk rising fromthe ground. Hopefully, he can lift the chunk without pulverising it.

(I'm using my TK at 20 STR to lift up the chunk)

[Brian]

The rock rises out of the ground, just the sliiiiightest bit shakily, as though some invisible guy were holding it, and at the edge of his limits in holding it aloft.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn studies the rock, trying to judge its weight, and then shrugs.  "Okay.  No pain, no gain.  I'll trust you."

He hands Shinmyouken to Dracos, muttering, "Hold this.  I don't want to fall on it."  Then he strides out to the middle of the yard.  Glancing over his shoulder to make sure any ballistic trajectory would be reasonably free of overly painful objects, he sets himself, and visualizes his shield: first as a suit of armour protecting himself, and then pushing it out into a darklight sphere surrounding his body.  "All right.  Ready?"

[Huitzil]

The rock falls back to the ground as if dropped, and Paul almost falls over himself. "No..." he starts, and then he lets out a yawn that lasts for about ten seconds and is so wide you wonder if he unhinged his jaw to do it. "No, gimme a minute to rest up. It takes a lot out of me."

He then sits down on the edge of the back deck, seated like someone who has just run twenty miles -- only he isn't panting, after all, the exertion wasn't physical.

[Dracos]

Dracos nods and respectingly holds onto Shinmyouken and stands a fair bit back.

Dracos

[Huitzil]

"What's he supposed to be holding, anyway?"

[Bjorn]

Bjorn shrugs, lets his shield drop, and walks back to Dracos to take back Shinmyouken.  "My sword," Bjorn says, succintly.  "I'd call it a katana, but it's not, technically, since a katana must be forged in a particular method with a certain type of steel, and this was made out of glass, water, and telekinesis.  It works pretty much the same, though."

[Rezantis]

The relative peacefulness of the backyard scene was rudely interrupted by a loud spate of very, very foul language coming from inside.  Followed closely by a deafening crack that sounded rather like the front door slamming.