She tucked her head to his shoulder, fingertips fiddling with his buttons as the coffee pot started making little popping sounds indicating it was heating up the water. It was a comforting sound, homey, even if one that she associated with here rather than the carnival which still was "home" somehow in her head.
"Before I had the tattoos...there was a night...I didn't really know what I could do, then. I just felt things, you know? But Edgar and I had been screwing around, riding rides, not really doing much useful, and we decided to play a prank on the fortune teller. We took her crystal ball. We were just messing around with it later, but I was holding it, and when we looked into it...it was the first time that part of my power manifested. I mean...it's not just the tattoos, I can use. Edgar saw what he wanted most in the crystal. And so did I."
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Date: 2011-03-06 11:39 pm (UTC)"Before I had the tattoos...there was a night...I didn't really know what I could do, then. I just felt things, you know? But Edgar and I had been screwing around, riding rides, not really doing much useful, and we decided to play a prank on the fortune teller. We took her crystal ball. We were just messing around with it later, but I was holding it, and when we looked into it...it was the first time that part of my power manifested. I mean...it's not just the tattoos, I can use. Edgar saw what he wanted most in the crystal. And so did I."