WHO: Lynda Moss and the Stepford Cuckoos.
WHERE: Lynda and Raoul Duke's pad.
WHEN: After the Cuckoos's post.
WARNINGS: Telepathy shenanigans?
SUMMARY: Lynda is intrigued by this strange telepathy thing and these weird girls. LET'S MAKE FRIENDS!
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It was a curious request, because more often they had people shying away from their telepathic talents than displaying a distinct curiosity. Phoebe, Mindee and Celeste didn't mind showing off at all, although the thought did cross Phoebe's mind- and therefore all their minds- that this wasn't such a good way to deal with missing someone, fantasy scenarios and all that.
But it was just pulling out a memory, and letting Lynda see it again. A little trick, some clever manipulation of sense perception, nothing three telepaths together couldn't do. It would be like watching a movie up close and personal.
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"Hi. You're the Stepford Cuckoos, right?" She smiled. "I'm Lynda. Come on in." She opened the door and stepped out of the way, gesturing for them to come in.
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Once in, they looked up and around unobtrusively, but with a certain measure of curiosity and interest that was perfectly natural for fifteen-year-old girls in a new place. It was a nice, comfortable-looking home, that much they agreed on.
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"Can I get you anything to drink? We've got water, milk, Coke and some apple juice." Lynda's mind had permanently set up the unwritten rule of don't touch Mr. Duke's alcohol. Thankfully, she was the one who usually went grocery shopping.
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