Condensation

We go up into the mountains(with a permit) to sled, drink hot cocoa, have fun with family, and get our own live Christmas tree! Every Black Friday. Now we just have to put ours up.

"Yep, rather fond of them. Or... she is? I don't know, it's kind of confusing." The illusion smiled and Melody backed up a step just in case.

Andante spun. "Daolan? He was the one in the cell, right?"

"Well, a safe place is the best kind of place to be right now." Vivace smiled tightly. "So here would be fine, or wherever you're planning."

@Ookla the Hemalurgic Pinto

"I feared that might be the case. But - you should certainly be above me, sir. If the Lady General chose you, the men will follow you."

Melody runs over to hide behind Q and Gerald. "Well, not any longer!"

The soldiers had mixed reactions to this, varied between utter despondency and standing up taller. The soldier who had spoken before squared his shoulders. "I - We would be honored to serve under you, sir."

"Rip it off, sir. It might hurt more, but it won't hurt as long."

Melody eeps and jumps away. Her illusion steps closer. "Hey, don't do that!"

"Well, that narrows things down considerably," Concerto said. Vivace glared at him. "Act your age for once, will you? And thanks again."

"What?" Trylle furrowed her eyebrows. "Powers? What powers? And it's not cool to electrocute people."

"All right, whatever you say," drawled Concerto with a smirk. Vivace looked up, Chorale wasn't happy about being controlled again. "Wait, what? Where?"

"Not telling! You'll just start swinging that sword again." The illusion grinned, obviously pleased with herself.

"Um... telekinesis, sticking things together, absorbing impact, creating objects, increased speed(and jumping), and healing, I think."

"Let's start together and then split up. That way we get the benefits of both." @eltruT @Ookla the Channelknight (who else?)

Noche bit her lip. It was something she had seen a woman do while she was deliberating over her groceries. It kind of hurt, so she stopped. Should she step out and reveal herself? If they were leaving, she'd want to stay with them, but maybe it would be better if they didn't know she was there. Or she could wait and see if any of them remembered her, and follow behind them if they didn't. She looked over at Alba, who kind of bobbed her head. That was that, then. She'd wait and see, then follow them quietly if they didn't think of her.

One of the soldiers stepped forward. "Begging your pardon, sir, but most of the high-ranking soldiers went against Daolan's orders and are now in Wyrn's possession. I'm one of the highest that's left, and I've only ever led a company."

Trylle shook her head. "No, I have no idea how or why I'm here." She reached out to catch the coin and felt a faint tingle run through her arm. It vaguely reminded her... of a time when she was human and had touched an active outlet. This took her about a second, and then she reacted in the same way she had when she'd touched the outlet: she pulled away, dropping the object, and shook her hand. "Ouch! What was that for?" When she considered it, she realised that enough amperage to affect her must have been a substantial amount, and her thirst grew with her anger, throat throbbing with dryness. She deliberately tamped it down. After all, she couldn't do that in the view of all of these people. Well - it wasn't all that many. It would be easy to - no. All those years spent resisting would not go to waste in this one moment.

"And how do you intend to enhance me?"

The illusion, who had reformed, grinned sheepishly. "Can you blame me? You did come after me swinging a giant sword, after all."

"I don't know, I'm not the leader here."

"I got two from each of air, earth, and water."