Changeling

It's been a while, Bil.

Did they sue in the end?

It has bin a wile. Did who sue in the end? Had a few ppl tryin that lately. Lol. But so far its neva gotten that far. Lol. XX

Not much, mostly preparing for going to Dublin next weekend. That and being hyper over that. And nah, I mostly write it when I'm talking here too. I can't focus on it only.

The one in the car crash... Glad you're OK.

How's the boy?

Flickerflame:-- Ooooh how come ur goin Dublin? It jus a holiday or u movin there? Always wanted 2 go Ireland. XX
I tend 2 watch DVDs or sumfin wen i rite, but hate it wen ppl try 2 talk 2 me tho cos it confuses my lil mind. Lol.

Sylars bitch:-- Havnt herd off of him actually. Lol. Forgot all bout that twat. But my solicitor did say that bcos he didnt stop then he wudnt stand a chans + that i cud sue him but i jus cant b assed wit the hassle. Got enuff at the mo. My lil soldier is fine fanx, he still makin me feel old tho. Lil bugger is five nxt month. XXX

I'M AN OLD FART!!!!!!!!! :'(

Isn't 26 too young to moan about age, Bil? And call me Pippy. He's five next month? Happy Birthday, in case I don't see you until then!

Just for a holiday, trip to go see the rugby game And glad that the idiot dropped it, most likely he didn't stand a chance of winning and couldn't get a lawyer to take the case, then.

Pippy from my frendlist? Y u neva on facebook? Its ok 4 u, ur only 13 u lucky git. Havin kids makes u feel old trust me. I jus glad that im not goin grey or bald yet. Lol

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Hope u hav a gud holiday then. X I mite jus try 2 get hold of my lawyer 2 c if she herd anyfin yet. Jus 2 b sure. Lol. XX

I'm sorry. I'll spend more time on there from now on. And yeah, I guess so.

Thanks
And am I old enough to tell you not to moan about age?

Thats ok chicken, u obviously hav more of a life than me. Lol.

I jus realized that im TWICE UR AGE + that does make me feel old.

U mite jus b old enuff 2 tell me but doesnt mean i wil listen tho. XX

Last msg 2 both of u, jus 4got 2 seperate it. Lol. XX

Ok, I'm used to that. My sister doesn't listen either. And it's really depressing, now I've passed the age when she started moaning about it

Night

Lol. Nite+sweetdreams chicken. XX

Goodnight, Bil. See you sometime, hopefully.xoxoxox

K chicken, nite + sweetdreams 2 u 2. XX

Dnt b afraid 2 say hello on facebook. If im busy then i wil tell u but i very rarely am tho. X

Hahaha. Me neither.

Sky closed her eyes, focusing intensely on me. But after a minute, she shook her head.

"No. Nothing. Must be too latent." She grinned. "But maybe we can train one out of you!"

She leapt to her feet, practically gliding to the door. At it, she seemed to hesitate, turning to look at me.

"That is, if you're feeling up to it......" she added, concern in her tone. I nodded. The pain seemed to have faded, for now at least. "I'll take it easy on you....."

A competitive streak urged me to tell her I wouldn't need it, but I forced it down. I didn't really want to make a fool of myself being too overconfident. Instead, I only got to my feet, and followed her outside.

My eyes roamed around the small back lot. Hers followed mine, smiling wryly.

"I know, it isn't much. But we can't be that spectacular, with practically being in hiding and all......"

I'd almost forgotten that.

"It'll do," I reassured her. "How do we train?"

Sky pursed her lip, thinking over the answer. Remembering back, decades ago, to the time she too was learning to control this. She stepped forwards.

"Remember the sensation when you first accessed? Focus on that. Put yourself back there, relive it. And will it to happen again."

I nodded, throwing my mind back. Recalling the sensation of when life itself was within me, when impossible didn't seem like a word in my vocabulary. Forcing myself back to that life-altering second. And it all rushed back into me, a flood of energy and possibilities. All I need to do was wield it.

"Do you have it?"

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.

"Good. That's the first half. Next, will something to happen. Choose anything, whatever you think of. It'll just feel right to you."

I tried to do that. Just reaching out, willing something to happen - I didn't know what. I couldn't even see, anymore, and I could barely hear her. Lost in this experience. I felt something alter, but I didn't know what it was, just some change.

"That's it, you've done it," I could hear her smile in her tone, "so try coming back, now. Letting go."

Letting go of this was the most difficult part. The sensation was so intense, it did feel like a loss, and I reflexively clung to it. The effort of releasing it had me quivering. But slowly, it faded and my senses returned, showing me that same slightly dismal back lot, and Sky standing before me, smiling with satisfaction.

"Did I show one, then?" I asked, my voiced filled with excitement. That increased tenfold when she nodded. "What was it?"

"It wasn't raining earlier."

Bill, you are NOT old!
You're 26 for gods sake!

I love this, Low. Well done!

Thanks Hol

No prob!

Have you read yesterday's chapter of Forbidden? It's kinda dramatic

Nope,
Hang on!

Looking upwards with her, I saw in truth that it was now raining, a fine drizzle which was just enough to dampen our faces.

"Rain? What does that mean? Do I control weather?"

"Or it could be water."

Her expression told me that she knew which one it was, but I didn't ask. I was too overwhelmed as it was. Instead, I just gestured at her to continue training me.

We trained on, me practicing my control of the rain, her encouraging me, teaching me. Between these, she'd tell me more of the life I was entering, about the safe house and it was run. It belonged to the Harvard brothers, Daniel and Nick. Both of these had an unusual positive outlook towards the Atari since childhood, when one had saved Daniel from a potentially fatal car crash, and they'd chosen to offer shelter to these people and their sympathisers. She explained how the house was riddled with hidden panels and cupboards, large enough to hide an adult, and lined with a specific wood which had a soporific effect on us. We'd hide in those whenever officials searched. The neighbours knew it was a safe house, but anyone who'd choose to live in this area was also choosing to turn a blind eye.

She also taught me more about what we were, and how we could do these things. The energy receive from emotions exceeds what our bodies require, and the excess powers our abilities. She taught me how to distinguish different emotions from taste, and identify their source. I still couldn't block my own, however. But she'd say I didn't need to, not yet. I didn't have that control.

She'd tell stories of the time she'd spent in the house, the people she'd met there, various passers-by, hiding then leaving. Some old blood, some new like me. Sympathisers, hiding from prosecution after being caught hiding unregistered Atari. She'd talk about the other 3, telling me about their lives, their experiences. It was soon obvious how dear she held them - the 4 were like a family.

The only thing she never talked about was herself.

It's amazing. Well done.