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Would they ever wish upon a falling star? If so, what would they wish?
Yes, and she’d want to wish too many things. She’d want to wish upon so many different wishes that she’d probably miss the falling star trying to decide what she’d wish for. But, as of this time, she’d probably wish to see her mother again.
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On a sleepless night, what would they be found doing?
On a sleepless night Rowan would be doing homework and not much else. He may also go into the living room and pet the sleeping cat, but that only entertains him for so long (or the cat wakes up and he gets reprimanded and it’s never fun to be reprimanded by a cat).
rock & roll // Rowan & Forrest
As much as Rowan had learned from sitting in his bathroom every other night and torturing his houseplants, there was the obvious need to progress into bigger and broader experiments. He had felt pretty beat up lately for killing his plants and going out to replace them the next day. The florists were probably getting suspicious of him popping in so much to supply his activities, and he realized it was probably better if he could find a way to practice without burning a hole in his wallet. The logical conclusion had led him to spend his afternoon well outside the town’s urban dwellings, substituting his small bathroom for a larger, more secluded plot in the woods. In hindsight, it was a much better location for the kinds of tests he wanted to conduct using his powers, and there was the comfort of knowing there wasn’t anybody well within distance of him. It wasn’t a huge deal, though. Whatever steps he needed to progress through to grapple his powers were crucial, even if the steps were small ones.
While he had thought offhandedly about what exactly he was going to do once he set himself up in the woods, there was a disconnect of what to do when he finally found himself standing there. Messing with the plants and trees out in the woods seemed like a bad idea, considering the weird character of the town’s landscape and the bad luck it would bring to alter it in anyway. Rowan also found it horribly disrespectful to practice on the trees, as most of them were probably older than him and probably wiser, considering he didn’t even have a grasp on himself yet. Biting his thumb, he searched for an alternative, finding his gaze resting on a rock as he thought. Narrowing his eyes, he reached down to pick it up and play with it in his hands. This wasn’t a facet he’d ever tried to explore before, and it intrigued him.
Collecting the rocks and lining them up on the ground, Rowan concentrated on his intent to pull them towards him without physically touching them. It was easy enough, as he stood directly in front of them, and they scurried to amass themselves on his shoes. He reset them, and took a few steps back to try again, finding the same outcome as the first test. Rowan repeated this, finding the difficulty increasing the farther he moved away, eventually unable to influence the rocks to budge at all thirty feet away. He still concentrated, and believed in his intent to manipulate the rocks, and slowly, they teetered and bumbled along the ground towards his general direction. His concentration left his other perceptions rather lacking; the only thing that mattered was him, the rocks, and the imperative goal that those rocks reached him, one way or another.
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Suddenly, Seymour || Little Shop of Horrors
"Tell me this feelin'll last till foreverTell me the bad times are clean washed awayPlease understand that it's still strange and fright'nin'For losers like I've been it's so hard to say"
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Unwritten -- Natasha Bedingfield
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They had done it, they had made the mistake they both thought themselves too clever to make. And because of that, karma had stung them in the ass. Karma in this situation was a huge green bee that did not appreciate Lou and Forrest venturing into their part of the woods.
“I didn’t actually expect this to happen, Forrest, I swear. It really is the season where they migrate to the other side of Barton Hollow. This one just must’ve lingered here." Lou stumbled over the branches as she tried to keep Forrest propped up and moving at the same time. They needed to get out of there fast, and she could only carry him so long. Lou was strong, and had muscles that were not to be messed with, but still… Forrest was tall and he was not nearly as light as the bird Lou had compared him to. She looked over to see him turning a soft shade of pink. He really did look lovely in the shade, but with his face pinched up in pain and his legs losing feeling she really had no time to admire his coloring. "And, I swear, if I need to I will cut off that extra toe. Although, some say it’d help with your balance… but think about your shoes." Shaking her head at all the comments that kept popping out of her mouth as they trudged through the edge of the forest, until finally they reached Forrest’s car. "I’m going to try to find your keys, Forrest, meaning that I just need to you to tell me if they’re in your camera bag or in your pocket?" Reaching down to grab at the camera bag she had placed on the floor, she turned back up to look at him and search out his answer, only to find that he was close to passing out. She saw him teetering side to side, and quickly her reflexes allowed her to catch him just as he was about to hit the floor. She tugged his sleeping body towards the car and leaned him up against it then went to look for the keys. At this rate, it was looking up to be an interesting night. And a colorful one too.
