@ThatBackgroundSlytherin
"I beat my record." Ferran grinned.
"I beat my record." Ferran grinned.
She gasped in delight, "That's great! Now if only I can beat my own…"
//I just realized we have a lot of speedsters, mind if I change Fiona’s powers to chlorokinesis and speaking to animals?
((What did I miss?))
(Probably Ferran he ran right past you)
//I just realized we have a lot of speedsters, mind if I change Fiona’s powers to chlorokinesis and speaking to animals?
(Yeah that'd prolly be best)
(Probably Ferran he ran right past you)
(EYYYYY!!!!! NICE!!!!!)
(Thank you!)
(Hello I'm back)
(Alright ya'll I gtg)
(I need to stop making superheros with nearly useless powers…)
Fiona walked into the room and leaned on a wall near the group, a vine curling around her finger. “How’s it going, guys?” She asked distractedly.
"Ferran nearly died, but the rest of us seem alright. He beat his record." Megan responded.
“Dying is bad for your health, Ferran,” she said cheerfully, looking up. “Megan, do you want practice? Because I cut myself on a thorn earlier.”
"I'll practice if we don't use our powers. Mine are pretty useless in battle anyway." Megan grinned.
Koko lifted a bouncy ball of hers, only for it to fall on the ground after the first few minutes. "Aww… Not again…"
“That’s okay, because it’s bleeding and I’m pretty sure that’s not supposed to happen,” she joked, lifting her arm to show a cut surrounded by dried bloodon her side.
"Well I didn't think it would be that bad! Here, let me fix it." Megan held out her hands, which were already emitting a warm orange color.
"At least you can control your power, Megan."
Lifting Fiona’s arm higher, she turned to give Megan space to work with it. “You’ll get it, Koko,” she said encouragingly. “You just need more practice.”
"I guess I can be patient," Koko complied.
"At least your power doesn't drain your energy." Megan responded, already getting a headache from the five seconds she spent healing Fiona.
"Well, at least… Argh, I can't refute that," she pouted.
“Thanks,” Fiona said, dropping her arm again. A flower spring from the vine, which she handed to Megan, noticeably paler than before.
Megan nodded, using her left hand to rub her forehead and her right to take the flower. "No problem."
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