She stared into space above her son's head, as if she was unaware that the bottom half of her robe had fallen open revealing one leg to the hip.Chris ...unched over in his chair, eating his pancakes at a furious pace. He had one hand, splayed not very casually, in his lap. Heather said, "Don't gulp your food like that, honey. You'll get indigestion." Chris slowed his food intake marginally. "So what are your plans for the day?" she asked as she shifted her weight and her robe revealed more bare. Pausing only as the butt of her raised staff lingered inches from his exposed throat. Gazing with deliberate calm into her eyes.Eyes which appeared flash as Misaki drew a sharp breath, her features contorting in rage. Ryoko could see steam rising. Issuing subtly but visible from the cured Jurian stave as Misaki drew it back preliminary to executing a killing stroke. The moment protracted, then held.No one, even the two retrospective observers seeming to breathe before, eyes suddenly awash. In a moment of crisis (long story there) he’d exposed her to the same body-altering energies that he’d already used once on himself, giving her the ability to increase and decrease her size and mass with a mere thought. As a kicker, he’d given her the ability to pluck energy out of the empty inter-atomic spaces of the universe and hurl it outward in narrow, stinging blasts -- and he’d given her the ability to grow wings on a moment’s notice, after she had shrunk herself small enough to use. Jiri could not place her accent; it could have been European, but was not a strong one. She was certainly not an Australian or a Kiwi.With that, she sat down in the seat opposite Jiri and gazed with rapt attention at the unchanging landscape. Silence returned to the carriage, and Jiri returned to his book.Jiri did not notice immediately, but Karen's posture always seemed a little awkward, and she kept fidgeting. One rearrangement left one of the legs of her shorts gaping somewhat, and Jiri.
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