Fri Sept 26th - Finger Guns

[Kara Vanderbilt]

It's early afternoon and Kara is lieing on her back underneath one of the trees on the grounds behind the mansion. She's staring up at the thinning leaves, waiting for the fresh autumn wind to tear more of them from their branches. When a gust picks up some of them she aims at them with her finger and pulls an imaginary trigger, making one of her energy ribbons shoots out straight from her arm and narrowly missing the leaf that is tumbling unpredictably in the wind.


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