Maybe I think too much [Open]

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Wanda sat before one of the terminals in the media library. She'd come to try and find more information on mystical phenomena and training, after all there were whole new worlds different from her own. The laws had changed, so to speak. Unfortunately whatever she found was too dry for her to focus on. She was used to hands on experience, nothing this esoteric. She sighed and leaned back.

If she were honest with herself, the reason she was having trouble with the reading material wasn't because it was boring (even if it was) or poorly worded. She missed her family. She missed her friends. She missed her home. She even missed her neighbors. Well, some of them. But none of them had deserved to die.

And then there was what Bobby had said.

As hard as she tried not to think about it, the thoughts crept into her mind.

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Step step. Step step. Is that Jaws tiptoeing up to peer gormlessly over her shoulder?

"Heya, Wanda. What are we watching?"

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Billy knew he wasn't ready for this meeting, but he couldn't avoid the woman. He had met her once, but he doubted she remembered that. Plus it had been so long ago now. He'd learned so much more about himself, about who he was, about who she was to him. He needed to see her. Even if it was from a distance.

Which is how he started the spell, teleporting himself from his and Teddy's room to the media center, right behind where the woman he was thinking about sat. He gulped a bit louder than necessary, hoping that he hadn't startled her with his teleporting. Even if the bright light that he normally uses could get on people's nerves, and he knew it appeared only seconds before himself. Magic, how he wished he understood it better.