No Osmonds Here

[Nick Varkan]

"Want to know my training secret?"

[Haley Crusek]

"Sure," she smiled.

[Nick Varkan]

"I learned to play guitar with my mind. Granted, I learned to play it the regular way first."

[Haley Crusek]

"Huh...well....that could be really cool...but I'd need to learn how to play guitar," she laughed.

"You know, if you were like, willing to teach me that too, I could probably get my parents to like. Pay you for the guitar lessons."

[Nick Varkan]

"Well, I'm sure they'd want proof I'm any good first," he answered.

[Haley Crusek]

Hell, *I* want proof you don't suck first," she smirked.

[Nick Varkan]

"After we're done here, sure."

[Haley Crusek]

"Deal."

Haley threw herself back into the training at hand, and was feeling pretty good about her progress, making it now all the way up to a minute of holding the beanbag pretty motionless in the air in front of her.

[Nick Varkan]

"You learn quick," he said.

[Oops, forgot this]

[Haley Crusek]

"Motivated," she said focusing on the beanbag before dropping it a bit after a minute.

[Nick Varkan]

"Lack of control sucks huh?" he asked knowingly.

[Haley Crusek]

"Yes. So. So much. I'm tired of breaking things....well...things I don't mean to break."

[Nick Varkan]

"Developing telekinesis and stress are a horrible combination. Without some good stress relief, your mind will invariably strike out at the actual or just perceived sources of that stress."

[Haley Crusek]

"Any recommended things to relieve stress? Other than come here and practice with you. And maybe learn to rock out musically?"

[Nick Varkan]

"My personal method? Come in here and break things that don't really exist," he smirked.

[Haley Crusek]

"I like your style, man," she smirked.

"If you have favorite programs maybe like...let me use them too. As long as they're not weird or something."

[Nick Varkan]

"Sure. I can think of a few you might be able to work with."