Testing... [Open like an open thing!]

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"Right, let's try this one more time." Wyn mutters to herself, resetting the automatic tennis ball launcher. The tennis ball launcher and several translucent displays were the only things in the otherwise featureless white room, and (rather unusually) Wyn was still wearing her plantsuit. She was determined not to skew the results of her testing by using the Sensorium unnecessarily, even though she suspected that she couldn't actually do much to change the outcome so far.

Wyn walks back to the duct-taped line on the floor, locking the large silver bracelets on her wrists in place as she walks. "And… take 37." she says with an irritated grimace. hitting two buttons on the display closest to her. The tennis ball launcher fires, sending a tennis ball flying at Wyn's head-- and by extension, the door to the outside behind her. Now would be a very good time to not distract her, unless you'd like to be whacked in the head by a flying tennis ball.

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[capture-worlds.livejournal.com]

Is that a tennis ball launcher I hear? Is someone practicing? Tsukasa heard those telltale signs outside a sensorium. He decided to risk being hit in the head with one, though, since he was quite good at tennis in the World of Faiz.

When he entered, though, he just saw a single woman and the launcher. Guess not. Although, I cannot help but wonder what she's doing... Tsukasa leaned against the door to watch and try to figure out what Wyn is up to.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

The etchings on Wyn's bracelets began to emit a soft white light as she stared down the tennis ball flying through the air. Unfortunately, the white light seemed to do nothing. The tennis ball continued its arc uninterrupted through the air over Wyn's head.

"Oh, you've got to be kidding me." she snaps, rolling her eyes as she turns around to retrieve the ball after it hits the ground... at least, until she notices Tsukasa. "-- hey, watch out!"

[capture-worlds.livejournal.com]

Tsukasa caught the ball. "Watch out for what?"

[forthewyn.livejournal.com]

"Um. Well, the tennis ball, but obviously that wasn't much of a problem." Wyn says, the light from her bracelets fading a bit. "Could I have it back, please?"

[capture-worlds.livejournal.com]

Tsukasa tossed the ball to her. "So, what's with the launching set-up here anyway?"

[forthewyn.livejournal.com]

"Just some testing. Nothing too exciting, especially since it's not actually working." Wyn says, catching the ball with one hand and moving one of the translucent displays with the other.

[capture-worlds.livejournal.com]

"Testing? Are you testing your powers or something?"

[forthewyn.livejournal.com]

"Sort of. These--" Wyn taps one of the bracelets with a free hand. "-- are supposed to be a remote apportation setup, when they work. Right now, they just sort of look pretty."

[capture-worlds.livejournal.com]

"'Remote application setup...'" Tsukasa said, cupping his chin with his hand. "Does that mean you can use those to move objects at a distance?"

[forthewyn.livejournal.com]

"Sure, if they're stationary. I'm working on objects in motion right now, hence the tennis ball launcher." Wyn says, pointing back at the machine with her thumb.

[capture-worlds.livejournal.com]

Tsukasa took a second to consider his next statement. "So, what's the problem, then?"

Maybe he should have taken another second.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

That may have been a good idea.

"There isn't a problem, besides the fact that it's not working the way I intended." Wyn says, very politely leaving the 'duh' off of the end of her sentence.

[capture-worlds.livejournal.com]

"Hmm..." Tsukasa paced the device, taking stock of it, and trying to figure out what Wyn's plan is.

"I have a rough understanding of what's going on here; have you considered starting from a slower speed, to work out the kinks of your powers before moving up to something that would leave a rather nasty bruise?"

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"I would, but the speed actually makes things easier from a required-power standpoint, and tennis balls are light enough that you can get them going fairly quickly without much effort." Wyn is the power source for her device, so maintaining a fairly low necessary power input is a fairly high priority for the moment.

[capture-worlds.livejournal.com]

So...her powers must involve moving items. If they're already in motion, it would make sense for that to be easier. Tsukasa thought, planning his next statement.

"Maybe if you had someone toss something lighter, like say...a card?" There was a faint revving noise, and the Decade card magicked itself into Tsukasa's hand.

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Axel has not had the misfortune of being hit in the face by a small, fuzzy green ball before. As he strolls into the room, a chakram spinning in each hand, he muses that he really should learn how to knock, because this room is obviously occupied, and he isn't too excited about the projectile flying for his nose.

Wincing as it bounces off and away, his hands tighten on his chakrams, and it takes him a second to focus on the ridiculously short blonde he had met a few days ago when he first popped. An eyebrow lifts, and he smirks at her.

"Don't you need a racket to play tennis?"

[forthewyn.livejournal.com]

"I would, if I was playing tennis, but I'm not, so I don't." Wyn says, whirling around to face the ridiculously tall redhead she'd met at the meet-and-greet. "Sorry about the tennis ball, by the way-- are those bicycle wheels you're holding?"