Brian ran his fingers through his hair and took another breath, which he expelled against his palms before rubbing them together in an attempt to stay lighthearted. The trick was to place the pick in her hand, not through it. “Ready.” He stared at the yellow triangle and Valerie became a blur in the physical world beyond it. Excitement, anticipation, really any emotion had to be subtracted from the situation or he too quickly lost his way and objects became volatile.
Easy, he told himself, first willing the object to stop its rotation, and then giving a gentle, mental command to lower until it met her palm. Then quickly, blinking, ‘stop’ as it came to a rest.
Brian released his control of the pick and focused his eyes on Valerie.
It was all he could do not to grin like an idiot, but the smile worked steadily at one corner of his mouth, anyway. “What do you think?”
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on 2013-10-20 02:25 am (UTC)Brian ran his fingers through his hair and took another breath, which he expelled against his palms before rubbing them together in an attempt to stay lighthearted. The trick was to place the pick in her hand, not through it. “Ready.” He stared at the yellow triangle and Valerie became a blur in the physical world beyond it. Excitement, anticipation, really any emotion had to be subtracted from the situation or he too quickly lost his way and objects became volatile.
Easy, he told himself, first willing the object to stop its rotation, and then giving a gentle, mental command to lower until it met her palm. Then quickly, blinking, ‘stop’ as it came to a rest.
Brian released his control of the pick and focused his eyes on Valerie.
It was all he could do not to grin like an idiot, but the smile worked steadily at one corner of his mouth, anyway. “What do you think?”