Well, then you ssshouldn’t be in any more danger than any other new yorker. You can pass at a glance sssso you ssshouldn’t have any trouble on the ssstreet, but you never know, I go out and look for trouble to ssstop and I typically find it. that isn’t a reason to be a fraid of it though, jusssst have sssomebody with you and you’ll be fine til you get the hang of the big city.

He nodded to her, he would have patted her on the shoulder or something but she seemed skittish as it was.

Yeah, my powers only damage things when I make them and it isss alwaysss at someone who has it coming.

Koga went to help Madlaina but she was gripping his ankle with quite a bit of force, she wasn’t hurting him yet, but given some time she would probably put his foot to sleep.


Hey you ok Koga leaned forward looking into her eyes. He was reassured by the fact that her powers didn’t damage anything so she was ok, theoretically.

Madlaina, you ok? But how the heck was he supposed to get her to any help if she had his ankle, he couldn’t very well carry her upside down while she gripped on like that. Did she even need help?


He sat back for a few minutes to see if she came out of it, but as he waited she didn’t so he was done sitting around. She was in a position that would make it easy to carry her, but it would be…awkward to put his arms and hands wear needed. Not that it wasn’t already awkward. If he could roll her into his arms it would be much mor appropriate but the task would still have him bending over while he carried her into the kitchen. At the very least he could get her to the bench that wasn’t to far away, he’d hate to take her into the kitchen and have her wake up to people staring.

He stood up and rolled her body towards himself so that her back was toward one arm and the crook of her legs was in the other. he then stomped over to the bench as if he were in manacles and hunchbacked allowing her arm to hold on tight as it wanted without possibly hurting her.

He sat down on the bench pillowing her head with his right leg allowing her to be on his thigh and not in his lap. Her right arm easily hung down and griped his ankle. After he settled it looked as if they were close friends or closer, relaxing in the fresh new york summer air.

It felt like a blink that went through her whole body and suddenly she opened her eyes to whipping wind. She was moving, faster than natural, and the lights indicated it was the city. Madlaina realized she was riding on something, a bus it seemed. Why? Koga did say something about him liking to go out and look for trouble. Maybe this was what he meant.

Though she was completely unaware of what Koga was doing, it was interrupting the connection, like static on a radio, and her hand was loosening and losing contact. With each slight disconnection the memory changed.

There was a feeling of… fear? Excitement?... adrenaline running through her, or him, and she kept getting dark glimpses of mean looking people. Then it changed, he was making the breakfast from this morning. It changed again, and now she was looking down while stuck to a wall. The disorienting feeling combined with what was going on with her real body helped bring her out of the trance.

Jerking away from Koga, shoving herself off the bench, not even wanting to think about how she had gotten there, she stalked a few feet away, pacing. “What do you do?!”