PSL for Hannibal, post-concert

[electro_kinetic]

"Not that I mind a field trip, but how exactly did you talk the Professor into me staying in your house?"

She was still wearing her concert attire, leaning against the doorjamb of Hannibal's house. Helpfully, she had clothes with her, though how well they measured up to what she wore at a semi-formal event was anyone's guess. She was a reasonably polite guest thus far, short of this hesitation: nothing had yet mandated she get mouthy or violent.

"Should I take off my heels or do you not hold to that tradition?" She knew enough of her therapist by now to know he had connections to Japan and the culture, but how far those extended was unknown.

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[electro_kinetic]

Noriko sighed. "There has been one occasion, yes. I was injected with a bioloical weapon that affect only mutants. It overloads our powers and kills us in relatively short order, but I was lucky. You remember that incident at the UN building about eighteen months ago?" she asked. That incident, if Hannibal remembers, was that the building imploded, killing more than a dozen people and injuring hundreds with the blast.

That was her. And a telekinetic who redirected the massive blast of concussive force. "Without an outside force acting on me, no, I don't feel like I could slip up."

[il_mostro]

Hannibal listened intently, while he quietly filled up her plate. Listening to her tale with some measure of interest, and a desire to do more search. "So only if someone else took the control away from you. Did Professor Xavier run through mechanisms that will help with focusing you?"
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