[She hates this. She's not even phased by the death down below. Her arms still ache dully and she rotates her right at the wrist and elbow as, for an instant, black fur covers it. Not vines. Okay. She can deal with that.]
...In the group I wound up in, our Astoria powers changed. [She looks from her hand to Barabas.] What happened?
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[She hates this. She's not even phased by the death down below. Her arms still ache dully and she rotates her right at the wrist and elbow as, for an instant, black fur covers it. Not vines. Okay. She can deal with that.]
...In the group I wound up in, our Astoria powers changed. [She looks from her hand to Barabas.] What happened?