"Who says I can't still gloat?" she asked. "But now..."
Her fingers clenched slightly, reflexively, at the thought of Winston in her territory. With her people. This was her place, and the anger she'd kept bottled up for the last day surged dangerously close to the surface.
She took a deep breath and focused on tamping it down, channeling it into continuous, passive scans of the island. She was keeping track of where her family went and who they talked to, as best she could, and her attention to that made her less-aware of the rest of her psionic surroundings.
"For now, I'm letting the law run him in circles," she continued after a moment. "If we can't get him to back off permanently, at least this will give me some breathing room to plot my next move."
"I've hopefully planted the seeds of rebellion in my youngest sister, Cordelia. With any luck, maybe I'll get an ally on the inside."
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Date: 2011-04-22 05:37 pm (UTC)Her fingers clenched slightly, reflexively, at the thought of Winston in her territory. With her people. This was her place, and the anger she'd kept bottled up for the last day surged dangerously close to the surface.
She took a deep breath and focused on tamping it down, channeling it into continuous, passive scans of the island. She was keeping track of where her family went and who they talked to, as best she could, and her attention to that made her less-aware of the rest of her psionic surroundings.
"For now, I'm letting the law run him in circles," she continued after a moment. "If we can't get him to back off permanently, at least this will give me some breathing room to plot my next move."
"I've hopefully planted the seeds of rebellion in my youngest sister, Cordelia. With any luck, maybe I'll get an ally on the inside."