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[trickswithsticks]

Leah could, if she wanted, call up any number of people and ask them to do her a favour by giving her a lift to the farm.

She chooses to take a cab because that's one step closer to independence, and she's weird like that.

Which is why, one afternoon, said cab pulls up alongside the farm and deposits a blonde woman in sunglasses and carrying a white cane, who tips generously before it heads off. She takes a few seconds to orient herself before heading up the path towards the farmhouse.

She's hoping to find a person in particular, but anyone who gets in her way will be spoken to.

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[trickswithsticks]

Which isn't the best news, but it's not bad.

"What worked against the last lot you went up against? Rach said they weren't fans of sharp."

[selflesslight.livejournal.com]

"I hit 'em, stabbed 'em, picked 'em up and smashed 'em into things, whatever. Don't remember if one of those worked particularly better'n the rest. Oh, uh, I think I threw one off a tower, too. That worked like a fucking charm."

[trickswithsticks]

Leah grins, approving of all these tactics.

"Stabbing and dropping'll work. Is it hard to carry things?"

[selflesslight.livejournal.com]

"Depends what I'm carrying, I guess. Not usually any harder than carrying something in my hand and remembering not to drop it."

[trickswithsticks]

"What's your weight limit?"

Because Leah's willing to bet it greater than something she can carry in her hand.

[selflesslight.livejournal.com]

"Fuckin'... dunno."

There's a short pause while she tries to remember the heaviest thing she's ever lifted.

"Picked up an eighteen-wheeler once and my feet sank into the ground," she offers. "That was a bitch. And I can't fly too good with more'n a couple people; I end up flapping like a chicken that fell off a roof. So, uh, I guess I can carry whatever's a lot lighter'n a truck? And in the air I can do two passengers, three or four if I don't need to be anywhere in a hurry?"

[trickswithsticks]

Leah laughs out loud.

"Bloody hell, man. I fucking love paraphysics."

[selflesslight.livejournal.com]

Val snickers. "Yeah, me too."

[trickswithsticks]

"Alright," Leah says, nodding. "I think I got enough. You looking to do some damage?"

[selflesslight.livejournal.com]

"Always." Her grin is audible in the word.