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On the grounds

Molly is younger than a lot of the other students (but not young enough to be left out of things, just so you know) and is a bit more excited than the others. While going to school isn't as thrilling as being somewhere completely new ~~and awesome~~, she's enjoying herself none the less. Besides, she figures it's only a matter of time before she gets rescued by her friends and go back to fighting crime.

For now, this game seems kind of cool and she gets to play it! She was chosen over her friends and the older students so HA! Take that! She figures she'll go defeat some bad guys, because some bad guys need to be here, right?

Not one to understand the severity of being taken somewhere to play some kind of game, Molly is generally enjoying herself and running around the grounds trying to find anything cool.

Sorry if she runs into you.

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He just kind of stares. That sounds like a comic book, all right, but there's no way that can be real.

Right?

"Um... really?"

"REALLY!" She was jumping up and down, always filled with energy, "Wanna see!!? I have super strength!!"

He doesn't know whether to believe her, really. On the one hand, it sounds ridiculous and unscientific. On the other, he can't even trust his own memories right now. So...

"Um... okay." He nods.

Molly led Fletcher to a tree, "Ima hit the tree 'kay? You should stand back so it doesn't hit you!" She then leads him a few feet away to avoid possible injury.

She lowered her eyes at the tree as if getting it into target. If anyone who knew her was around, they would notice that her eyes never started to glow signifying the use of her power. She clenched her fist, pulled back, and WHAM.

The tree was fine.

Molly on the other hand, "OW OW OW OW OW OW!! WHAT'S WRONG I COULDN'T DO ANYTHING!" She goes to hit the tree again, and again nothing.

Fletcher winced when Molly's fist hit the tree, and then a little more when she cried out.

"Are-- are you okay? Did you get hurt?" He sees her try to hit it again, and calls out, "D-don't!"

Molly turned to Fletcher with tears in her eyes, either from the pain or the frustration or both, "Why won't it work!" she yelled.

She had super strength... but it wasn't working? Could superpowers just stop working like that? Did it mean she was lying? But why would she lie about something like that?

He just stared, sort of like a deer in headlights. "I--I don't know..." He hadn't yet tried his alchemy out, of course.

Molly crossed her arms (although she made sure not to hit her hand against her arm and hurt it more) and pouted, "Not fair, all the other players will be bigger than me and now they're stronger too."

Why wasn't her power working? "Maybe the school turned it off and no one can use theirs! Does your magic work?" She looked at him eagerly, hoping his alchemy wouldn't work so she wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

"It's not magic, it's alchemy," he repeated. "But, um... I guess I haven't tried. I don't know if it can be turned off, but I can try..."

He reached into a pocket, but he didn't have anything there to draw with. Looking a little embarrassed, he asked, "Do you have something I can draw with? Or write with?"

"Same difference," she stuck her tongue out.

Molly dug her hands around in her pockets and came up with nothing, "Nope! Can you draw in the dirt?" She kicked the ground a bit to move the dirt around and show just how drawable it was.

"Ah-- yeah, I can." He knelt down; he might have been a lot more introverted and big-word-using than the average kid his and Molly's age, but he had absolutely no problem getting dirt all over himself.

He drew a circle in the dirt with one finger, then went to draw a line... and paused. There was a circle that would cause that nearby clump of flowers to grow taller, but somehow, he couldn't remember what it was. It was so simple, one of the first he'd learned, but he couldn't picture it in his head. He tried to think of another, and another, and those came up blank too. He could remember the circle for making a potted ivy absorb and purify Red Water, but that was hardly useful right now.

"Um, I... I can't remember," he said lamely. "I mean I can remember a couple of transmutation circles, but... but not any that'd work right now. Alchemy requires the proper ingredients, so..."

Molly watched as he made a circle and thought that this was so really weird magic. But then he couldn't do anything and she felt kind of better that she wasn't the only one missing a skill, "See I'm not the only one!"

And after a second, "With your power could you take all the ingredients for cake and put them in a circle and make cake?"

At least she didn't think he was lying. For now, then, he would assume she really did have superstrength. It was just the nice thing to do.

He nodded. And then his eyes became wider. "I wouldn't even have to cook it. ...Ah, I remember the circle for that! I could try it if there are ingredients here somewhere."

"THAT'S SO COOL!" Molly yelled before grabbing Fletcher with her uninjured hand and pulling him again in a random direction, "LET'S GO FIND A KITCHEN!"

"Ack!" And he's dragged away again. Oh, Molly.

All would be fine and dandy except, "Where's the kitchen?"

"Um-- I think my room had one." He remembered seeing some kitchen-like items in there, anyway. "But I didn't see any cake ingredients in there. Um..." He pulls the map out of his pocket again and looks it over.

Molly doesn't like maps but she does like cake and that trumps all so she looks over his shoulder at the map trying to find any possible place they could gather the ingredients for cake.

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