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“What are we going to do?” Charlotte collapsed onto her bed, hugging herself.

Sienna took a breath and looked up at the loft panel in the corner of the ceiling. She gritted her teeth and pushed it up with her mind. “You can still get from house to house right up there right?”

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The next morning Sienna pushed her makeshift costume into a small bag and headed out with Charlotte to talk to Ryan.

Charlotte’s family lived in a three-bedroomed Victorian terraced house on the other side of Castleham. Sienna had always felt that it had more character than her family’s modern build especially since it had renovated sympathetically. Her stomach had never roiled with nerves before and she found herself looking up and down the street for any sign that the men with guns had found out about Ryan yet.

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Martin arrived within half-an-hour of Wendy calling him even though she’d been very cryptic over the phone. He sat on the corner of Sienna’s bed and watched Charlotte’s video a couple of times. Then he sat there and frowned, chewing his lip.

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A/N: Sorry this is late. I had a migraine Friday and went to bed early then was recovering Saturday.

Charlotte looked at her feet and nodded. “We are,” she said. “I’m still a bit scared, but you’re a friend. I have to trust you, and you were only trying to help Lucy when you pushed me.”

“Thank you,” Sienna said.

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A couple of hours later Charlotte was sat on Sienna’s bed holding her knees and not saying anything. Sienna and the others were waiting patiently for her to be ready to talk but she was just staring in to space.

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“You did,” Martin said. “So now let’s see what the maximum you can lift and hold today is.”

“Okay!” Sienna said.

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“I know it will,” Martin said. “But I’m sure you will manage it. I have faith in you.”

“Wouldn’t it be better for her to put the safety on rather than try and hold the trigger against someone trying to use it?” Lucy asked from where she was perched on the exercise bike.

Yeah, I know I said that I would do a post about my map making process but it would be a whole load of screenshots and not much actual world building information so I decided it probably wasn’t a great subject for a post. If you still want to see it let me know and I will see what I can do.

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Much to Sienna’s delight she managed to stop all the tennis balls before they hit her. It was only the second time that she had managed that. Once Martin called a halt she gathered up the balls with her psychokinesis and floated them to the table next to Wendy before turning back to Martin who was grinning. “That went well–” She broke off as she felt a gentle breeze ruffle her hair when there was no wind in here. A split second later there was a dull thwap as something dropped to the floor. Sienna turned and looked down to see the deformed remains of a tennis ball lying there. It looked like it had been squashed until it gave. She looked up at Wendy who was staring at it open mouthed. “What just happened?”

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Martin hummed thoughtfully to himself. “Tomorrow at the earliest. I need to check the computer for any kind of malware that might have infected us and passed on the information they needed to locate us. Then I need to get a new dongle or two cash.”

“Leave that bit to me,” Wendy said. “This month’s stipend from the trust fund just hit so I’m flush. For now we should get on with Sienna’s training.”