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Lulu was almost as shocked as Judy by her sudden appearance, but quickly realized that the poor girl was having some sort of religious episode/panic attack. Acting swiftly, she dropped her phone moved to wrap her arms around the new arrival, holding her close and murmuring softly. "Hey, hey, it's alright! Ah gotcha, ah gotcha....ah aint' goin' nowhere..." A brand new power or a familiar one she was just scared to use? Regardless, Lulu has overjoyed to see her friend in the flesh, and she continued to hold her close.
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The girl laughed and shook her head. "Oh, you're tryin' to sneak into 'Hogwarts'? You're either crazy, dumb or both! Ain't you heard the stories they tell about that place?" She leaned in close and whispered in his ear, close enough for Luke to smell her herbal shampoo and soap. "Ah hear all the kids in there are some kinda weirdos! With like, weird powers and s###! KIds that fly, or shoot lasers from their eyes, or maybe even read your mind!" She shuddered dramatically. "But hell, you must be braver than me if you're plannin' to sneak into that place." Then the girl stopped and peered over at the parked SUV, headlights on and engine still running. "Hey, you see that car idlin' over there? Ah think they're spyin' on us!" She then began defiantly marching straight over to the SUV, pulling back her ninja hood to let her long, red hair tumble free. "Hey, man! You see somethin' that you like? Huh?" The driver was invisible behind the glare of the headlights.
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"Oh, bless your heart," Lulu said through a tight throat as tears welled up in her eyes. 'C'mere, you." She held her phone in one hand as she wrapped her arms around herself. "Ah am holdin' you right now in the tightest virtual hug in God's creation, y'hear me? Ah am holdin' on tight; ah am not lettin' go, not today, not ever. Ah'm not lettin' you go, Judy. Mm-mm." With as much power as she could muster in her heart, Lulu projected her love to sweet, sweet Judy, hoping her friend could feel at least a fraction if it.
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Lulu didn't say anything for a few moments as she processed the information, at a loss for words as how to best help her friend. Finally, she shrugged internal and plunged ahead. "How do you feel about all this? The messages and all the changes." Open ended questions, not yes or no; she'd already started to read introductory books about therapy, ordered on Amazon, and marking passages with highlighters.
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A blue BMW SUV came slowly driving towards the gate; it then paused for a few moments, and then pulled over to the side of the street and parked with the engine running. A few seconds later, Luke heard a female voice with a strong Southern accent speak softly in his ear. "What'cha doin' skulkin' 'round in the shadows? You up to somethin'?" A young girl was abruptly standing next to him, dressed all in black, a bit like a ninja out of a bad 80s movie; she appeared to be excited and up for some mischief. What showed of her face was pale with dark eyes, and quite pretty.
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Lulu set aside her tea and held her phone closer to her face as she tucked her legs under herself; this sounded serious. "Ah swear." As Judy began to describe what she'd experienced, the redhead began to gnaw on her thumbnail, nodding occasionally, her eyes locked on Judy's face on the screen. "Can you pick up any, like, intent or emotion, or is it just like a neutral signal? Like you're just tunin' into FM.""
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The telepath's brow furrowed. "Uh, no? But that might just be because mah range is still a bit limited. Ah normally can't pick anything up past five miles, maybe double that if ah push it." She took a long sip of tea before continuing. "Correct me if ah'm wrong, but you pick up, like, the full range of the electromagnetic spectrum, right? TV, radio, infrared, etcetra?" Despite her best efforts, Lulu didn't always do a good job of keeping track of her friends' powers
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Add Lulu to the list!
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Name: Louise 'Lulu' Beaumont Codename: Crystal-Gazer Year: Senior Pronouns: She/Her/Hers Current Intramural Team: Orange Squad Current Roommate: Eira Katastroff Reflection: I want to continue to be there for my squad mates and the rest of my classmates. And to listen more and talk less. Community Cause: Maybe volunteer at some sort of shelter? Battered women, the homeless or runaways; people who need someone to witness their struggle .
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Lulu cringed internally; she might have struck a nerve with one of her offhanded jokes, but rather than obsess over what it might have been, she chose to focus more intently on the conversation so she wouldn't miss any nuance. But when the First Daughter turned the topic to to telepathy, you could have knocked her down with a feather! "Well, ah, uh, sure! Ah'd be happy to!" Then her eyes got wide. "Wait, you don't think you're bein' spied on, do you? Because that's somethin' ah always worry about, to be honest."
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"Oh my Lord, it looks amazin'! You look so cute!" Lulu ran her fingers through her coppery locks. "Ah don't know if ah could ever be that brave. And you doin' it in the...Pale Building, no less!" She clutched her hands to her heart dramatically. "Oh Miss Judy, you are mah hero! When ah grow up, ah want to be just like you!"
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Let me look at your sheet!
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Lulu was up in her room, sitting in her reading chair and sipping herbal tea with honey. She was scribbling down notes in a blue leather-bound journal for her first D&D campaign, occasionally visualizing a character, scene or location in the air before her. She was wearing green sleepy pants, a Skyrim T-shirt and wrapped in a bathrobe. While she pondered the proper battle dress for Evangeline, Princess of the Elves, her phone buzzed next to her teacup. Picking it, she grinned and rapidly texted back. OMG, yes!!!! ??? How r u? Eagerly setting aside her notebook and pen, she dismissed the elven monarch with a wave of her hand and signed into FaceTime. "Hey there, sunshine! Where ya been? Ah haven't seen you in forever!" Her delight in seeing her friend was quite apparent.
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Crystal-Gazer (28) A Quirk In Time (1) Everything Is Temporary (2) Independence Day (10) Midnight Tour (8) Purchase and Price (3) Rally Me This (2) Third Floor's The Charm (2) Grimalkin (0) Miracle Girl (0) Shift () Three Hour Tour (1) The Eel (0) The Shrike (0)
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Once it became clear that the group was not rushing headlong into danger, and in fact considerable prep was necessary, Lulu headed back to her room to take a proper shower before suiting up again. During the waiting period, Lulu did the exact opposite of Pan, and in fact sought out the elder Nott och Tags for conversation. Eira would probably give her heat about it later, but she really didn't care right now. Using her effortless Southern charm, she did her best to draw them out, with some success; clearly Scandinavian reticence was very much a thing. She found it worked better if she was helping them do something, like making coffee or bringing food to Mia. However, she also made herself available to talk to Pan and Micah, as her fellow schoolmates needed someone to talk to as well. When all things were in readiness and Forever Boy did his Forever Boy thing, she looked at Mia and shrugged. "Bangarang, Ruffio." Then she looked at the others. "Hey, anyone want to be invisible?"
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Hi, y'all! So right now, Lulu is only in one thread that is even remotely active, and I really want to use her more. Is anyone looking for a sassy Southern telepath, either in a Claremont-related thread or pretty much anything else? She's willing to travel ?
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The young telepath shook her head. "Well, some of us still get dressed the ol' fashioned way; just gimme a few minutes." And with that she took to the air, bathrobe flapping as she flew back to her room to splash water on her face and get dressed as fast as she could. A short time later, she retuned, floating along awkwardly as she finished pulling on the left boot of her Claremont uniform. "Alright, ah'm suited up."
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So this is what Lulu brings to the table: If she has the time, she'll take 20.
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"Ah don't think...any of us can understand what your parents went through, Eira," Lulu began; there were sympathetic tears in her eyes. "No human experience could...prepare them for what they went through." She gestured towards the pictures filling the room. "If this sick little girl never existed...there would be no you; they didn't make you up out of whole cloth, girl. You weren't born when they had this body constructed; you were reborn when all your experinces and feelins were, I don't know, uploaded into a new vessel." Then she winced, and the tears were flowing freely. "But they still saw your body die, Eira; that little baby bundle they brought home from the hospital, that livin' breathin' thing, was gone. And that's traumatic." She shrugged and shook her head. "Can't you see how that would be hard to process? For any parent?"
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Lulu was in her robe, Critical Role t-shirt and a pair of sleepy pants when she discovered the source of the yelling. Padding up to the host family in her bare feet as the rubbed the sleep from her eyes, she look from mother to father to daughter with bleary eyes. "Was goin' on, folks? Somethin' stolen?" And then a sickening thought hit her. Please, don't let it be the urn...
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Did any text get clipped out of your post, AA? The second paragraph ends abruptly.
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- Yeah, I'd stay out of that minefield if I were you. - Lulu's mental chuckle sounded a bit like gurgling water. - And don't worry, I'm almost there! - "Ah'll have a Carlsberg Elephant, sir, if you have it in stock," the telepath confidently declared as she entered the billiard room. She gave Micah a playfully defiantly look. "Look, ah turned eighteen in February. Plus, ah been drinkin' since ah was thirteen; we do things different down in the swamp!" She took the cold beer with an appreciate nod. "Thank you, sir." The top flipped off on its own, arced through the air over her head, and dropped into her open left hand. She reflexively tucked it into her back pocket as she assessed the billiard table. "So are we playin' or what," she asked as she took took a swing without wincing.
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Lulu winced and just took it, letting the robotic teen storm off. She was right to be upset; Lulu really shouldn't be the person who is trying to 'fix' her, though of course the only person who could fix Eira would be herself. But, like most people who are helpers by nature, she couldn't resist trying to do her part. Ah well. As she started to navigate her way back to the group by scanning for mental activity, she picked up Micah's query. -Hi Micah, I hear you. Be careful, Eira is probably on the warpath; I couldn't resist the urge to talk to her about her parents, which shockingly lead to her spitting poison in my face. How are you?- It was always a bit weird to her Lulu's mental voice with no accent.
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Lulu let her breath out in a long, slow whoosh as she leaned against the door jam; this...this was complicated, and deep and sad, on both sides of the situation. In all her years of touching minds, she'd never walked into a minefield like this before. Of course, her first instinct was to help, because that's who she was: the girl who helped her friends with their problems. But some things her beyond even her impressive insight into the human condition. "What exactly did they say when you confronted them about this? And maybe more importantly, what did you say first?"
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Lulu held up her hands. "Alright, alright, mah mistake; ah don't have everybody's life story memorized, ah'm sorry." Then she passed as the implications of what Eira just said sunk in. "What do you mean when you say 'ah found it'? Did you find like a journal or diary tucked away somewheres?" More and more she suspected her roommate's parents were from Arendelle, home of the 'Conceal, Don't Feel' school of child-rearing, which always turned out well.
