Agent Raz ∆ 5th Assignment ∆ Accidental Video
[No doubt the other psychics around this place have already adapted to the use of their psychic abilities with these facility collars, but this particular agent hasn't quite gotten back to where he started before he got here. In fact, he's no where close. But that's not for lack of trying! The feed comes on when he's practicing his telekinesis in the rec room, manipulating the pool balls from the table. Lightweight, sure, but it's a matter of control just today. He navigates the balls through the tunnels of the table drawing them up out of the pockets and setting them in triangle just a yard above the table.
[Okay. Okay. Easy peasy lemon sneezy. But he's got a lot of concentration on the pool balls and not so much on the fact that he's also drawing things out of his pockets. His berry is just one of those things; the rest include water bottle caps, pens, pen caps, a button that popped off his jacket--but that's OKAY. He just wants to move the pool balls.
[Raz holds stock still for a moment, one hand at his temple and the other extended towards the pool balls. He goes to move them, and they tremble and clack for a few moment. Raz pauses, breath picking up and regulating again. He can do this. He can do this.
[He tries to shift the pool balls in the air, and they ricochet violently to the walls of the room, a number catching the dance practice mirrors, shattering them. Oh god.]
Oh god! Oh god, oh god, oh fuuuuuuuck! [He's going to be in such trouble! The berry drops to the floor and the feed cuts!]
[Okay. Okay. Easy peasy lemon sneezy. But he's got a lot of concentration on the pool balls and not so much on the fact that he's also drawing things out of his pockets. His berry is just one of those things; the rest include water bottle caps, pens, pen caps, a button that popped off his jacket--but that's OKAY. He just wants to move the pool balls.
[Raz holds stock still for a moment, one hand at his temple and the other extended towards the pool balls. He goes to move them, and they tremble and clack for a few moment. Raz pauses, breath picking up and regulating again. He can do this. He can do this.
[He tries to shift the pool balls in the air, and they ricochet violently to the walls of the room, a number catching the dance practice mirrors, shattering them. Oh god.]
Oh god! Oh god, oh god, oh fuuuuuuuck! [He's going to be in such trouble! The berry drops to the floor and the feed cuts!]