[ Bob may have dropped out of high school with his middle school years patchy at best, but he knew enough to know that water simply didn't move like that. It wasn't supposed to act like it had a mind of its own, nor give you the distinct feeling that it was watching you. Which means this definitely isn't water and it's something else.
For a moment he can't rip his gaze away for fear of what it could morph into. He tells himself it could be anything. It doesn't have to be the thing that he fears the most because he's present and here and his hands haven't been engulfed by shadow - but what if it had changed? What if something about arriving here had morphed the way his powers worked?
Marc's shove is enough to snap his gaze back towards him. His mind follows shortly after. ]
Yeah. Yup - driving. Heard that.
[ And without thinking he heaves the bike the rest of the way into the trunk all on his own, slams the door shut before scurrying towards the driver's seat. It's only once Marc is in the van that he starts the engine. ]
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For a moment he can't rip his gaze away for fear of what it could morph into. He tells himself it could be anything. It doesn't have to be the thing that he fears the most because he's present and here and his hands haven't been engulfed by shadow - but what if it had changed? What if something about arriving here had morphed the way his powers worked?
Marc's shove is enough to snap his gaze back towards him. His mind follows shortly after. ]
Yeah. Yup - driving. Heard that.
[ And without thinking he heaves the bike the rest of the way into the trunk all on his own, slams the door shut before scurrying towards the driver's seat. It's only once Marc is in the van that he starts the engine. ]
Do you remember the way back?