I13DT - Gathering Storm Clouds

[Theresa McMasters]

Theresa had a brief moment of shock and then the wind in the observation deck picked up as she said angrily, "You are either the Phoenix or a really good illusionist. Either way, you're a massive jackass. Give me my arms back."

[Altamira Vazquez]

"Hey, I'm not the one going around demanding proof of cosmic entities."

[Theresa McMasters]

"I wasn't demanding proof. You just got uppity that I didn't immediately believe you. Arms. Now."

[Altamira Vazquez]

"Hey, you should count your blessings. I could have lit you on fire forever and ever. I could have rearranged your brain so you had an irresistable desire to suck my big toe. Instead, I just...disarmed you."

Nevertheless, Mira snapped her fingers again, and Theresa's shoulders tingled, new arms bursting out and back to 'normal', painlessly.

[Theresa McMasters]

"Considering any of those acceptable responses just add to the weight of my assessment of you." She picked up her laptop. "Now, if you don't mind, I need to go calm down before I go storm of the century on Maldon."

[Altamira Vazquez]

"Maybe next time you'll take my word for it."

[Theresa McMasters]

"Maybe next time you'll behave like a person and not a cosmic four-year-old," she said as she shouldered past Mira.