Shelter Building 101

[sinanju]

Who: Bill Campbell
When: Day 36, afternoon
Where: 10 square feet of beachfront property
Invited: Anyone and Everyone
Status: Complete

"I love work," Daisy Adair said cheerfully. "I could watch it all day."

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[Ami]

[fikgirl]

"I suppose that all depends on how you look at it." Ami didn't mind lending a helping hand. As far as she was concerned, she and Scott were lucky that somehow their teepee remained standing in their absence and only needed minor reconstructing once it was moved to the new camp. She paused to take a drink of water from a carved out coconut shell. "Any gift, when used improperly could be destructive."

Ami looked around for an example. She spotted George trekking across the camp, and after raising her hand in a friendly wave, decided not to point out the talent of removing souls from bodies. (One thing at a time.)

"My husband, Scott," Ami continued, "For example, he's a healer. That's what he can do, he can just heal people. It requires knowledge, though. He has to know how the body works, how all the parts help one another. That's where it could be dangerous or destructive. Knowing what makes a heart beat also means that you know how to stop one."

That chilling thought made her shiver. Not because she thought that Scott would do anything like that, but she knew in her heart that there were people out there who could and would.

"I'm telekinetic," Ami took another sip of water, "It's useful, but I could destroy things as easily as I could fix them."

[Marie]

[estirose]

"Depends on your definition of 'destructive,'" Marie replied. It felt surreal to be having this conversation with a version of Ami that knew little about her. Of course, her Ami didn't know certain things about her.

"Pyrokinesis, in most if not all of its forms, is destructive in one way or another."

There. She'd admitted what she was, discretely. Enough for Ami to pick up a clue if she was perceptive.

[Ami]

[fikgirl]

Ami looked up from her weaving. "Energy creating energy, or releasing energy." She wasn't a physicist - there was a reason she went into the social sciences - but everything could have both a negative and a positive. The problem was that most people could only see the negatives of their abilities.

"Fire creates heat which cooks food or boils water. Here, boiled water is a precious commodity, it's free from impurities."

Ami returned her attention to the weaving in her lap in order to hide a smile. If Marie thought she'd be impressed by a confession of pyrokinetics, the woman was going to have to try a bit harder.

[Marie]

[estirose]

"You mean, heaven help us all, I've found a place where being a pyrokinetic is not only not scary, but actually useful and welcomed?" Marie asked.

She laughed, and it was not a hysterical laugh. Or maybe it was, to some extent. Here was a place so amazing that a pyrokinetic gift was so... mundane. Sure, she could light up the jungle - or at least try - but maybe the rest of them could contain it, if she seemed to have such a not-so-destructive gift. "I never thought I'd be mundane again."

[Ami]

[fikgirl]

"That's one way of looking at it," Ami agreed with a laugh. She didn't reveal anyone else's talents, that was for others to do on their own. She did, however, broach the subject that had her most curious, "So, what exactly was I like where you came from?"