OverconfidentMagi
Laugh Like You've Won Always
Aaron Massimo"Likewise."
It was unclear how far their destination was from the mansion they'd been brought to initially, so Aaron made himself comfortable in the back of the limousine, putting his feet up across the seat and leaning back to stare absently out the tinted windows. Ryan brought up good points, he thought to himself as he listened in on the conversation happening in the cab. He'd assumed that the mansion belonged to Bird, but he'd never said anything of the sort, and thinking back on their host's actions within the mansion it did seem like he might have been as much a stranger there as the rest of them. If the mansion's owner was to discover that someone had been drinking their stock and decided to do something about it it could be an inconvenience.
Aaron pushed the matter out of his mind. There was nothing he could do about it at this moment, so it wouldn't do him any good thinking about it any further. He tipped his head towards Sophia and Angela. "So, any ideas?"
"The powers. Got any ideas what yours might be?" He pointed his hand like a gun at Sophia, then at Angela, then at the roof and pretended to pull the trigger. "Spirit Gun," he said without much energy behind it. "For example, I cannot shoot lasers from my finger."
It was unclear how far their destination was from the mansion they'd been brought to initially, so Aaron made himself comfortable in the back of the limousine, putting his feet up across the seat and leaning back to stare absently out the tinted windows. Ryan brought up good points, he thought to himself as he listened in on the conversation happening in the cab. He'd assumed that the mansion belonged to Bird, but he'd never said anything of the sort, and thinking back on their host's actions within the mansion it did seem like he might have been as much a stranger there as the rest of them. If the mansion's owner was to discover that someone had been drinking their stock and decided to do something about it it could be an inconvenience.
Aaron pushed the matter out of his mind. There was nothing he could do about it at this moment, so it wouldn't do him any good thinking about it any further. He tipped his head towards Sophia and Angela. "So, any ideas?"
"The powers. Got any ideas what yours might be?" He pointed his hand like a gun at Sophia, then at Angela, then at the roof and pretended to pull the trigger. "Spirit Gun," he said without much energy behind it. "For example, I cannot shoot lasers from my finger."
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