"Sounds like pretty normal human behavior," MIchael noted, shaking his head disprovingly. "Always looking for a savior for their own problems. Sure feel bad for whoevere it's talking about...." He looked at Rachel, unsure of what she was thinking. Did it cross her mind that they could be the object of the prophecy? He didn't want to bring it up if she hadn't considered it.
Rachel looked at him, then quickly looked away when she saw him looking. Could it even be possible that it was them? She didn't want to sound stuck up or anything, nor did she want to be one of the people in the prochecy. Thinking about it one line echoed in her head, The one with the greatest fear - the greatest rage. Couldn't her powers be realsed on rage? "Um, I was thinking about the prochecy..." Rachel trailed off unsure of how to say it.
((Should we modify the prochecy so it accutally makes sense?))
((like so it fits the characters better? idk if you think it would work better, you were the one who wrote it ;) ))
"Yeah...about the two powers..." MIchael ventured, hoping they were on the same page. "And...we just happen to meet up, and both of us have...y'know, and what are the actually chances..." He felt embarassed at so obviously beating around the bush and bluntly stated, "Do you think the prophecy could be about us?"
((Haha, I didn't know Micheal then! I don't know what I was thinking when I wrote the prophecy! I think we should so we know what we are acutally doing :) ))
Rachel sighed with relief (sp?). "Thank god I wasn't the only one thinking that. But still, what are the chances? I don't think it could be about us." She finished looking off into space. She was fighting with the idea that it could be them.
"Are...are you sure?" MIchael pressed, now more certain it was about them. Even though he was in a small town, he hadn't heard anything about people with powers. Gossip about his own powers hardly ever strayed from his city because of its remote location, and he used his power to shush people up if he sensed their intention to tell people. He assumed not many people knew about Rachel's because she had very few opportunities to use it safely, and it was so dangerous you would do anything to keep people from knowing. "Who else could it be about?' he reasoned, "how many people really have powers like this? And powerful, somewhat controllable ones at that!"
Rachel put her head in her hands, "I don't know! I don't know! I mean how many people know about your powers? And only my family knows about mine. There could be thousands of people around everywhere! Who knows maybe compared to them we look weak!" Rachel looked at Micheal. "You don't really thinknit could be us do you?"
Rachel put her head in her hands. "We have no idea how many people have powers. I mean look at us, keeping our powers secret. Our powers are huge, and yet no one knows about them. How manuy other people could be doing the exact same thing? Maybe our powers look dull and weak next to theirs." Rachel looked over at Michael. "How likely is it really?"
((I'm sorry, my computor just won't post tonight (watch it'll post this for sure), I'll post tomorow.))
((wow, me too. I can't post anything..))
((Gah, that was frustrating))
Rachel put her head in her hands. "No! No! We have no idea, how many other people are out there with powers. I mean look at us, at all expenses, I have kept mine secret and I'm sure you have too." Rachel looked up at Micheal, her eyes betraying her words. It was clear in her face she knew her words were lies. "How many other people could be out? Maybe our powers look weak next to theirs."
((Oh my gosh, this is frustrating!))
((I put a testing thread on Random, feel free to work out the filter bait ;) ))
((sorry, didn't see that you replied :S))
Michael looked down, feeling a little embarassed. "I guess you're right, we have no idea...but, well, it's still possible, isn't it? Isn't there at least a chance? Because if it turns out...it is about us, shouldn't we know what we're dealing with? It's something to keep in mind, at the very least. I don't think we can write this off as a coincidence just yet."
((sorry, didn't see that you replied :S))
Michael looked down, feeling a little embarassed. "I guess you're right, we have no idea...but, well, it's still possible, isn't it? Isn't there at least a chance? Because if it turns out...it is about u.s, shouldn't we know what we're dealing with? It's something to keep in mind, at the very least. I don't think we can write this off as a coincidence just yet."
((Whoa, it came up? I still can't see it on my screne. Gosh, this has been frustrating, I couldn't post at all last night!))
Rachel shook her head, "It can't be about us, it just... I guess it could be, but why would there be a prochecy about us? Of what importance are we? What are we sopossed to do?" Rachel sighed. "I'm just so unsure."
((This is weird. I post and the post doesn't show up. Then the next day it appears!!!! What is going on???!!!!))
"Are you kidding? 'Of what importance are we'? Gee, I dunno, why don't you ask the slave traders!" Michael said, a bit too loudly. "We're special, Rachel, and we both know that. Our powers are strong and can be used for both sides. Who wouldn't want control of them? We have them for a reason, but it's up to us to discover what that reason is.."