02-09-2015, 04:40 PM
She tilted her head and bobbed down politely, instead of taking the other woman's hand. Slowly, Rosie put her suitcase to the ground and stepped forward. "My name is Lavender Rose Andrews. But please call me Rosie." As she moved, the crinolin wearing woman looked all around the room for something she could use, something to show them what she could do.
When next she turned to face them, she was holding the generator above her head. Rosie was only using the tips of her fingers, and only one hand at that.She could have lifted something heavier but nothing else was available.
" I can do this. I might be able to do other things ... but I don't know." She shrugged. The woman's golden fur was very pretty. It glimmered. If Rosie had taken her hand, well that limb probably would have ended up crushed. She hadn't learned her strength yet, even if it had been a few years. Odd things kept happening too.
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