Exploding magic rocks

[never_b_free]

The woman known to most as Milliways patrons as Sarah Black is laying in the grass facing the sky. At regular intervals, a fairly large rock like thing comes out of the ground around her and rockets toward the sun

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[fiery_ring]

There is an 'Ow' from Carlotta as a stray pebble hits her in the face, as she comes out of the bar.

"Gracious, Sarah, what are you doing?" she asks, hobbling over on her crutches. Her leg is just in a cast now, rather than a metal cage.

[never_b_free]

If a stray pebble hit Carlotta, many more just hit Sarah since she is directly below the exploding imaginary rock. Thus her arms are covering her face.

Surprisingly, she isn't bleeding or bruised, and her arms sport no welts.

"Ow, that was too close," she whines/complains. After a bit, she stops hiding behind her forearms. "Hi Carlotta, I didn't get you with any of that did I?"

[fiery_ring]

"Only one." Carlotta says. "I've had worse. Are you all right? You seem... frustrated."

[never_b_free]

"Well, I am trying to get the timing right on a spell so that I don't hurt myself with it. But both spells have... Each time they are a little stronger or a little weaker." She's never been good at fine tuning magic; she has always been more attuned to power rather than finesse.

So, in addition to being some sort of merchant with a strange interest in obstacle courses, she is also a magic user. You learn something new every day!

[seat_five_girl]

"Meep!" goes Ako who's reaction to exploding boulders in mid air to to dive and cover her head.

[never_b_free]

Ok, maybe she should stop that, she is endangering other patrons.

She rolls over on the grass to try to face the direction of the meep. The meep and the person it came from are familiar. "Oh hi!"

[seat_five_girl]

"Sarah-san?" asks Ako, still flat on the ground.

"What was that?"

[never_b_free]

"I am experimenting. With magic." Also still flat on the ground. "I've stopped..."

"I wonder if I can make it look like fireworks," she muses.

[forgottenmotley]

"It might be better if you used actual rocks," the Fool says from just over there, sitting on a real rock, his walking stick across his knees.

[never_b_free]

"Real rock are harder, in many ways," she complains. "What goes up must come back down, but rocks that come from nothing go back to being nothing."

A couple of imaginary pebbles hit her, causing her to protest their existence loudly. "OW" She squirms around a bit on the ground, before sitting up to face the Fool.

"Preferably they return to nothingness before hitting me."

[forgottenmotley]

He laughs. It's funny. Of course she can be hurt by the imaginary pebbles. Why not?

[never_b_free]

Not hurt permanently. Even less so than most. There are no welts, bruises, or bleeding wounds from being stuck by the pebbles, anyway.

"What?" she asks, dismayed.