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[parodeity]

What about like...makin' people do shit with your mental powers?

[notyourutopian]

Mind control.

[Eleanor shuddered.]

I think it's just applied telepathy. I hope it's just applied telepathy...

[parodeity]

Mind control? What would you use it for, like...I mean, not you, but - yeah, actually, you.

[notyourutopian]

Controlling...minds? [Eleanor laughed sheepishly, but shrugged.]

I don't know. I mean I suppose you could...well. You could do almost anything, really. Rob a bank. Make someone like you. Or make someone think they like you, anyway. Have someone change your grade?

[Eleanor Lamb: Clearly not a criminal mastermind.]

[parodeity]

Have someone do somethin' they wouldn't otherwise. Commit murder, use their powers weird, fall asleep in class...

[ the last one is totally teasing eleanor ]

[notyourutopian]

Maybe. [Eleanor's voice dropped a bit.] I'd like to think you couldn't force someone to do something they wouldn't do, you know? You can't just...mind control someone into being a murderer.

[But the world was making a pessimist of her anymore...]

And next time I fall asleep in class I'm blaming mind control. Just to see what happens.

[Being a senior was handy, since she could kind of stop worrying about getting i trouble for little things.]

[parodeity]

Yeah, I'd...like to believe the same. Because, uh...

[ well. ]

Someone havin' that level of control over you ain't a pretty thought.

[notyourutopian]

Yeah. I...[Eleanor trailed off, frowning.] I imagine it would just...

Horrible. I mean, even if you...if they could do something like that, you couldn't really stop yourself. You'd just have to watch, right?

[parodeity]

Yeah...let's hope no one unfortunate gets mind control powers, I guess?

[notyourutopian]

Yeah...

[Eleanor's voice turned distant, and she took a half-step backwards, frowning at...nothing, from the looks of it. After a few seconds, maybe five, she shook her head, her eyes closing, forehead wrinkled, as if trying to shake something off, and then she sucked in a breath.]

Uh. [Another hesitation.] I...uh. T-Thanks Dave. This has been...Look, I gotta go.

[Already moving to grab her bag from nearby.]

[parodeity]

...I'll see you later, El. Sorry about, uh...whatever I made you remember.

[notyourutopian]

No, it's not- [She started to wave it off, stopped and sighed, and then just shook her head. But she offered him a smile, if a somewhat...shaken...one.]

Don't worry about it. It's not your fault they keep making us see...awful things. [She shrugged.] But. I'm gonna go. Thanks for training. We'll do it again soon, yeah?

[And then she set off on an adventure in getting off the windowsill and back home.]