Late in the Evening ((Open))

by **Teri Napliotis** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 2:54 pm

Not too far from the manor Teri was wandering the grounds. She seems to be looking around, finally deciding on a tree and climbing into it. As the sun slowly sets she swarms, letting the locust settle down all over the branches of the tree, chirping and chattering.

by **Teri Napliotis** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 5:16 pm

After a while they begin to sound less random, groups of them beginning to chirp at the same time, almost as if tuning an instrument and eventually their sounds begin to flow together.

by **Steve Jones** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 5:33 pm

Steve had been sitting on one of the Gardens' many benches, writing something in a notebook, when he heard the locusts begin their song. Then when the song became an actual song, he shot up with a start.

"The hell...?" he muttered as he warily searched for the source.

by **Teri Napliotis** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 5:44 pm

He wouldn't have to search for long. Even if it was pitch black it probably would have been hard for him to miss the tree almost lighting up to his mind's eye. Every one of the locust was glowing faintly in all kinda of colors, but never clashing with the ones right next to them. The glow almost seemed to have a mind of it's own, colors and hues shifting throughout the swarm along to the song.

by **Steve Jones** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 5:49 pm

All nervousness left him, and he nearly dropped his jaw wide open from the bizarre beauty of what he was seeing.

"...must've fallen asleep..."

by **Teri Napliotis** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 6:03 pm

As he steps closer Steve would be able to see the image of a young woman floating between the insects. She's holding her knees to her chest with her arms, eyes closed.

by **Steve Jones** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 6:08 pm

Not a ghost. Ghosts aren't real. Just a mutant.

He stepped closer, just a little mesmerized by wonder.

by **Teri Napliotis** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 6:16 pm

Not that this spectacle is technically real either. At least not outside of Teri's head. The song keeps going for a little longer when the locusts suddenly seem to notice Steve's presence. The ghostly girl in the middle opens her eyes and suddenly the song stops. The image of the girl disappears and thousands of bugs, both in the real world as in the mental one, take flight and form a dense cloud in which the girl disappears. At least for a moment, then it's like they switched places. The girl is real and the buzzing, swirling cloud of bugs is only visible to Steve's telepathy.

"Oh, we... we didn't know anybody was listening..."

by **Steve Jones** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 6:27 pm

"It's... okay... that was..." beautiful "Pretty cool," he smiled.

by **Teri Napliotis** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 6:29 pm

"Oh! You thought so? Really?" she smiles. Meanwhile the swarm seems to calm down a little though it's still pretty chaotic.

by **Steve Jones** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 7:39 pm

"Yeah. The light show was a nice touch too," he said, not realizing his powers had shown him that.

by **Teri Napliotis** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 7:39 pm

"Lightshow?" she tilts her head. "You mean the sunset?"

by **Steve Jones** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 7:46 pm

"No. Your bugs were all glowy and... stuff."

A look of realization crossed his face.

"Must've been my powers..."

by **Teri Napliotis** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 7:49 pm

"We... glowed? How odd. But as long as it looked pretty cool..." she smiles. "We're Teri."

by **Steve Jones** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 7:55 pm

"Steve," he answered.

"...we?"

by **Teri Napliotis** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 7:58 pm

"Yes. You saw us, didn't you? The swarm, when we were singing?"

by **Steve Jones** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 8:16 pm

"You... are the bugs?"

I really shouldn't be weirded out by anything here, should I?

by **Teri Napliotis** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 8:26 pm

"Yep! We're the bugs, the bugs are us, however you wanna turn it."

by **Steve Jones** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 8:37 pm

At least she's just big grasshoppers.

"That's... different... but I guess everyone here is huh?"

by **Teri Napliotis** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 8:51 pm

"Yeah. We're glad people are so nice about it! People usually don't like us because they think... well we're not sure what they think but they don't like bugs."

by **Steve Jones** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 9:04 pm

"I usually don't either," he admitted, "But... your song reminded me of the crickets back home."

He smiled nostalgically.

by **Teri Napliotis** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 9:09 pm

"Crickets just shout." she chuckles.

by **Steve Jones** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 9:23 pm

"I always found it soothing. Probably a good thing, because in Alabama they're everywhere," he chuckled.

by **Teri Napliotis** » Thu Nov 22, 2012 9:29 pm

"Good you don't understand them then." she laughs.

by **Steve Jones** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 11:33 am

"Yeah, probably," he laughed.

by **Teri Napliotis** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 11:40 am

"So you said we were glowing to you? What's your gift?"

by **Steve Jones** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 11:59 am

"Telepathy, but mostly visual so far."

by **Teri Napliotis** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 12:15 pm

She nods in the way that shows she doesn't really get it.

"Well Professor McManus said our gift might have odd effects with others, especially telepaths."

by **Steve Jones** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 1:41 pm

"Usually I just see what people are visualizing," he said, "Or accidentally send a mental image out."

"Were you thinking of glowing?"

by **Teri Napliotis** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 1:50 pm

"Not really... We were, well, singing. It makes it easier to think sometimes."

by **Steve Jones** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 2:08 pm

"Huh... wonder why I saw that then."

by **Teri Napliotis** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 6:09 pm

"Maybe that's just how singing looks?"

by **Steve Jones** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 6:23 pm

"I don't think so..."

by **Teri Napliotis** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 6:29 pm

"Have you ever watched someone's thoughts while they were singing?"

by **Steve Jones** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 7:44 pm

"Well, no," he admitted, "But I still see it."

by **Teri Napliotis** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 7:50 pm

"Hrm? What do you mean?"

by **Steve Jones** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 7:55 pm

"Okay maybe not glowing, but your... swarm?... Is still there, but... not."

by **Teri Napliotis** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 8:06 pm

"Oh? Well we suppose they are. In our head anyway. They are our head, kind of."

by **Steve Jones** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 8:17 pm

"So... does your swa... do you connect to yourself telepathically or something?"

by **Teri Napliotis** » Fri Nov 23, 2012 8:33 pm

"We just... are all of us. You think that's telepathy?"

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