Someone taught me how to chase them away. [ She smiles, fond yet sad. It makes her light up again; Cisco would notice it, has seen it before, the way she's so careful with that Zippo of hers. ]
[ She's noting the lighter, the stylized 'M' engraved into the metal, the way Yulia carries it around with such care. But stories as heavy as that are often personal, and while Cisco is an optimist who is rather big on talking, there are things that she understands, that take time. ]
That's good to hear.
[ She'll shift gears for now, give the girl an out. Rising, she stretches, and then looks over to the Russian. ]
[ Her eyebrows meet and make a confused, curious line. As far as she knew, The Fort was a place of clubs and bars. Surely they wouldn't be open at a time like this...? ]
[ Have a smile, Bostova. One that puts to mind a mischievous fox, even if this one hasn't changed in the least. ]
You'll see.
[ Cisco's leading you to her car ( it's my husband's, borrowed it for the day because I like how smoothly it moves on the road ) which she uses to zip you both down to The Fort for what appears to be less of training and more of a girl's day out.
You'll note that she looks like a regular at the establishments she takes you to -- people greet her warmly, seem to anticipate her needs, making things go smooth. You're also making stops to the strip of bars in one area, at which people greet her like an old friend, and to whom she readily introduces you as her little sister.
You're kicking back at a coffeeshop along a place she refers to as "High Street" some two, three hours later, and you'll hear her speak right into your mind as soon as she catches you eye when you settle down at one of the tables outside with a few shopping bags -- yours, hers.
[ Oops, she's only ever used to speaking to her sister in her head. She probably missed the fact that Cisco didn't even open her lips to speak with her.
The day's been overwhelming, too. She hasn't walked, talked, and (politely) laughed as much as she has today in what felt like ages. And while she'd shopped with Tala before, the experience with Cisco is different. Tala was a whirlwind; Cisco? Still a huge gust of wind.
It was... fun. It reminded her a little of Norway and Ingrid (although Ingrid would insist on stopping every now and then to take pictures of plants, stray animals and the two of them over coffee). ]
[ She's just going to grin at that. It's essentially how Mindspeech works. Hers to yours and back again, at least until she gets a little too far or breaks eye-contact. ]
Gotcha. You relax, have a cigarette, I'm going to go grab us drinks.
[ She doesn't wait for you to reply before she flounces off. You'll likely see her rock back on her heels and grin out some response to the barista because there's a short line and she's happy to wait her turn. ]
[ She smiles, lights a cigarette, and watches Cisco. The way she moves, the way she talks to the barista, the way she's not exactly keeping still in the line at the counter.
A second barista comes around though, and she's distracted for the moment.
Not five minutes later, she's coming back out and setting down the little electronic coaster thing and two cups of water on the table. ]
Sorry that took a while. [ She settles down and fishes around her bag for a hairtie that she sets between her lips as she's sweeping her hair up in a ponytail. When she's done though: ] They're pretty busy today.
[ Yes, all of this is normal. Weren't you supposed to be learning Whisperer things? ]
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Someone taught me how to chase them away. [ She smiles, fond yet sad. It makes her light up again; Cisco would notice it, has seen it before, the way she's so careful with that Zippo of hers. ]
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That's good to hear.
[ She'll shift gears for now, give the girl an out. Rising, she stretches, and then looks over to the Russian. ]
First order of training. Let's go to the Fort.
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Why there?
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You'll see.
[ Cisco's leading you to her car ( it's my husband's, borrowed it for the day because I like how smoothly it moves on the road ) which she uses to zip you both down to The Fort for what appears to be less of training and more of a girl's day out.
You'll note that she looks like a regular at the establishments she takes you to -- people greet her warmly, seem to anticipate her needs, making things go smooth. You're also making stops to the strip of bars in one area, at which people greet her like an old friend, and to whom she readily introduces you as her little sister.
You're kicking back at a coffeeshop along a place she refers to as "High Street" some two, three hours later, and you'll hear her speak right into your mind as soon as she catches you eye when you settle down at one of the tables outside with a few shopping bags -- yours, hers.
( Coffee or tea, sweetheart? My treat. ) ]
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[ Oops, she's only ever used to speaking to her sister in her head. She probably missed the fact that Cisco didn't even open her lips to speak with her.
The day's been overwhelming, too. She hasn't walked, talked, and (politely) laughed as much as she has today in what felt like ages. And while she'd shopped with Tala before, the experience with Cisco is different. Tala was a whirlwind; Cisco? Still a huge gust of wind.
It was... fun. It reminded her a little of Norway and Ingrid (although Ingrid would insist on stopping every now and then to take pictures of plants, stray animals and the two of them over coffee). ]
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Gotcha. You relax, have a cigarette, I'm going to go grab us drinks.
[ She doesn't wait for you to reply before she flounces off. You'll likely see her rock back on her heels and grin out some response to the barista because there's a short line and she's happy to wait her turn. ]
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[ She smiles, lights a cigarette, and watches Cisco. The way she moves, the way she talks to the barista, the way she's not exactly keeping still in the line at the counter.
It feels too normal, and it's... strange. ]
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She's also too far, so that'll be weird.
( What's up? ) ]
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Nothing, she sends back. Just watching you. ]
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She sounds pretty chipper.
A second barista comes around though, and she's distracted for the moment.
Not five minutes later, she's coming back out and setting down the little electronic coaster thing and two cups of water on the table. ]
Sorry that took a while. [ She settles down and fishes around her bag for a hairtie that she sets between her lips as she's sweeping her hair up in a ponytail. When she's done though: ] They're pretty busy today.
[ Yes, all of this is normal. Weren't you supposed to be learning Whisperer things? ]