Once Bill had discovered people had woken up with powers they'd not had yesterday, he'd not been able to help the surge of excitement as he dug out his wand - it had been so long, he'd long since stopped carrying it. When it proved to still be in effect a rather useless, albeit nice-looking, piece of wood, he'd shoved it back in its place in
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"Come on fetus, work with me," she murmurs, picking up a muffin and some fruit and wondering if that's even close to the amount of calories she's supposed to be eating.
"So, you normal Bill or shooting rainbows out your ass?"
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"Hey, how are you feeling?" he said, sobering a bit as he looked at her. "Want me to fix you something a bit more bland?"
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His second helping of pasta is cooling on his plate as he stares down at his unused spoon, fingers resting on the table only a few inches from the metal. Concentrating hard only makes him feel a bit ridiculous, but when the spoon moves a few inches to rest on the back of his hand, he grins in triumph.
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"Did that-- I thought-- Did your spoon move? Without you touching it?"
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"Is that Susan's lemon cake I smell?"
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"Hungry!" he declares.
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Especially when it meant enjoying food like this. Bill was an amazing cook and Aidan always looked forward to his meals.
"This shepherd's pie smells amazing."
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Even better was that the lemon pound cake was now finished, baking, and Sonya had a fairly decent size on a plate next to the rest of her dinner.
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"The pound cake looks good too. Or at least that big slice is a pretty decent recommendation."
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"What can I say, when the babies want something it's either 'hand over or get out of the way'."
Why not anyway, it wasn't like the rest of the food wasn't unhealthy: boar meat was good for protien, iron and potasium, and the vegetable stew was a given.
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I'd found that, with practise, I could ignore all of the flesh around me. Just about. Sort of. Or, at least, not make a big deal of it. Remembering Coraline's admonishment, I kept my eyes front, entered the Compound, and got dinner from the kitchen. Returning to the rec room, I was suddenly struck by the sight of Luke.
I registered two things. One, he'd been working out. And, two, he looked like he was in a bad mood. Leaving aside one (please!), I decided to offer him some sympathy. Gods knew he could use it. I was also kind of curious.
"Hey," I said, sitting down across from him. "You look like you've had a bad day."
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