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FRIDAY
Trashed the other half of the safehouse this morning. But as Emma was there 'helping' me, I guess I can't take all the credit. I think she realises now why I was so frustrated earlier when she was using me for target practice. Why I feel so disheartened by my lack of progress while the others are all enjoying themselves so much...
Shal's like the cat that got the cream – and why wouldn't she be? This is like Christmas and birthday all rolled into one for her, having all the things she loves about being a feral made ten times better. Plus she's getting to beat the crap out of Brennan while she tests it all out. And Brennan's happy to let her do it, so maybe falling on his butt rattled his brains more than I thought! Just kidding, but the two of them have been spending a lot of time together recently, which kind of makes you wonder...
In any case, Brennan is already getting his act together on his 'rocket boy' thing, as Shal calls it. And how cool is that? Man, what I'd give to be able to fly like that – cover those kinds of distances with just a burst of power. Though he'd better be careful or we'll be expecting him to start wearing his underwear outside his pants!
And Emma? Well, she's having so much fun it's indecent. Those mental bazookas of hers are obviously a great way for her to let off steam. I have no idea what emotions she's putting into them, and I'm not sure I want to find out, but even massed I can tell they pack a punch. She's always wanted to be able to go on the offensive and she's lapped up all the training we've given her to improve her hand to hand skills. But she'll never have the body mass to really put someone down for keeps – and now she doesn't need it.
Which leaves me now as the only one of us with purely defensive powers. How much does that suck! Not that I can't handle myself in a fight, because I can, even without using my body density as protection. I've worked hard for that, expended a lot of sweat and blood in the dojo. But it would be kind of nice to have something more, something I could be firing at the bad guys instead of it always being the other way around...
But I digress. Emma hit the nail on the head, I think, when she said I had the hardest job because I had the whole world to deal with. And that *is* the problem here. Every thing, every substance, every element is different. It may only be subtle, but until I try phasing it I have no idea how differently it's going to react. Whether it's going to suck me in, or try and push me away, make me work for it. So the only way I'm ever going to truly get this sorted is by trying everything. Every single thing in the entire universe.
Until then, the element of doubt will always be there. And I'll always be w
What was I going to write? Can't remember now – and it can't have been that important. Not as important as the news Adam's just given us – Ashlocke has Shalimar! I can't believe Brennan let him take her, just like that, didn't fight harder for her. He'd have had to kill me before I'd have let him... But Adam says this guy is all of us rolled into one – all-powerful, which is why he's not letting us go into the Strand to get her back. I can't believe it! I don't understand how he can just leave her there with him if he's that dangerous. But he says we have to wait for Gabriel to make his next move, and though I hate the idea of waiting, of doing nothing while Shal is in trouble, there is just the tiniest part of me that's grateful for the extra time to recharge my batteries before we go up against him.
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FRIDAY
Trashed the other half of the safehouse this morning. But as Emma was there 'helping' me, I guess I can't take all the credit. I think she realises now why I was so frustrated earlier when she was using me for target practice. Why I feel so disheartened by my lack of progress while the others are all enjoying themselves so much...
Shal's like the cat that got the cream – and why wouldn't she be? This is like Christmas and birthday all rolled into one for her, having all the things she loves about being a feral made ten times better. Plus she's getting to beat the crap out of Brennan while she tests it all out. And Brennan's happy to let her do it, so maybe falling on his butt rattled his brains more than I thought! Just kidding, but the two of them have been spending a lot of time together recently, which kind of makes you wonder...
In any case, Brennan is already getting his act together on his 'rocket boy' thing, as Shal calls it. And how cool is that? Man, what I'd give to be able to fly like that – cover those kinds of distances with just a burst of power. Though he'd better be careful or we'll be expecting him to start wearing his underwear outside his pants!
And Emma? Well, she's having so much fun it's indecent. Those mental bazookas of hers are obviously a great way for her to let off steam. I have no idea what emotions she's putting into them, and I'm not sure I want to find out, but even massed I can tell they pack a punch. She's always wanted to be able to go on the offensive and she's lapped up all the training we've given her to improve her hand to hand skills. But she'll never have the body mass to really put someone down for keeps – and now she doesn't need it.
Which leaves me now as the only one of us with purely defensive powers. How much does that suck! Not that I can't handle myself in a fight, because I can, even without using my body density as protection. I've worked hard for that, expended a lot of sweat and blood in the dojo. But it would be kind of nice to have something more, something I could be firing at the bad guys instead of it always being the other way around...
But I digress. Emma hit the nail on the head, I think, when she said I had the hardest job because I had the whole world to deal with. And that *is* the problem here. Every thing, every substance, every element is different. It may only be subtle, but until I try phasing it I have no idea how differently it's going to react. Whether it's going to suck me in, or try and push me away, make me work for it. So the only way I'm ever going to truly get this sorted is by trying everything. Every single thing in the entire universe.
Until then, the element of doubt will always be there. And I'll always be w
What was I going to write? Can't remember now – and it can't have been that important. Not as important as the news Adam's just given us – Ashlocke has Shalimar! I can't believe Brennan let him take her, just like that, didn't fight harder for her. He'd have had to kill me before I'd have let him... But Adam says this guy is all of us rolled into one – all-powerful, which is why he's not letting us go into the Strand to get her back. I can't believe it! I don't understand how he can just leave her there with him if he's that dangerous. But he says we have to wait for Gabriel to make his next move, and though I hate the idea of waiting, of doing nothing while Shal is in trouble, there is just the tiniest part of me that's grateful for the extra time to recharge my batteries before we go up against him.
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