Definitely Doable, Right?

[Friday Morning]

"Okay, this is totally doable, right? Right," Friday wasn't sure whether she was talking to herself or the two identical girls standing nearish to her. There had been some spazzing (because omigod, twins!) and all, mostly from Friday (because TWINS), at the meeting, but they'd managed to get here, and that was something right?

"I'd say I'm surprised by, like, the clutter," Friday said as she stepped around, "but they're probably expecting something to happen," Friday pulled her hand to just under her chin again, licking her lips while she studied the floor before her. It didn't look too awful, she supposed. She looked up at the twins.

"Uh, what did you say your powers were again? And do, like, you two have the same power or like half a power or how does this--" Friday wiggled a finger between one and the other. "Work?" Friday paused for a moment before tilting her head. "It's okay to say that, right? Like, it's not... wrong? Twinist? Is that a thing? It doesn't sound like a thing..."

[Poppy and Piper Belmont]

Piper was hiding more behind Poppy, allowing her sister to take the lead around this spazzing stranger. "This is... well, somewhere to start I suppose." Poppy beamed also staring at the floor. She then turned her attention to the clipboard and sheets in her hands, taking some notes, before taking an interest in Friday. "Our powers? Oh... uhm... I have Tactile Telepathy and Piper has Tactile Empathy." Poppy responded. "We both have one separate power, mine is more based around surface thoughts and telepathy and Piper has empathy and is emotion based. We're sort of similar but opposite." Poppy explained."And no, Twinist is not a thing. Though it could be a thing if we make it a thing." Poppy smiled at her.

Piper stood back examining the objects from a distance while Poppy and Friday were talking. She wasn't trying to be rude or anything, but she was just too awkward to make any sort of communication, she was happy for her sister to do the talking and bonding. She would do what she had to, but beyond that she would stay in the background quietly observing.

[Friday Morning]

Friday looked from twin to twin as they explained their powers. "oh, so we're all, like, tactile psychics or something," Friday said, her head bobbing and all. "That totally makes sense. And Poppy," she pointed at the correct twin, "has the telepathy, while Piper," she pointed at the correct twin, again, "has the emotion. Hey Piper, by the way," Friday wiggled a few fingers before turning to look at the gathered objects.

"Mine is, like, I have this adoptive muscle memory thing where my body can kinda act out, like... here, lemme show you," Friday said, looking over the items. She eventually located what appeared to be a baton of some kind. Letting out a slight noise of satisfaction, Friday walked over to it. She could already feel some of the muscle memories floating in as she touched it, and she tossed it up to grab it squarely, spinning it a few times with her fingers.

After that, the girl gave it an expert toss, spinning it end over end, before deftly catching it with her other hand, spinning it around her back. "Wasn't sure that would work, "she admitted, smiling at the twins while her body kept going. "I kinda space out when it happens, so if I do that again, like, just hit me or something," Friday shrugged.

[Poppy and Piper Belmont]

Piper gave a small wave in reply, and a small smile when Friday demonstrated her powers.

"Interesting, so... since you have muscle memory, is it stronger if the item was used by another psychic? Like if I... say... shot someone, and you touched the pistol, would it come out stronger due to the somewhat psychic thing?" Poppy asked, while taking more notes on a piece of paper. "And... would shouting at you work? I try to avoid physical contact as much as I can unless I'm trying to tell if someone is lying." Poppy explained. She did not need to end up tired and drained because she had to try and neutralise someone else's power. "Oh yeah, and Piper doesn't talk much. That's the best way to tell us apart, but you seem to have no trouble with that, so I think things'll be fine." Poppy smiled.

Poppy was glad to make her first friend, Friday seemed an alright girl, and their talkativeness would end up rivaling none but each other. They seemed to be getting on alright. Piper on the other hand, was trying to get used to this social setting. At least they only ended up with one other person and not in entire groups like some others.

[Friday Morning]

"Y'know, I haven't really had much time to, like, experiment. It kinda has to do with, like, how much memory and all. And what memories are strongest," Friday paused, "powers are weird. And you totes won't bug me with the whole touching thing. I get weird about it too. oh," she leaned over to salute at Piper again, "and it's totally cool if you, like, don't wanna do much talking. I talk too much anyway, so if you just wanna, like, chill and listen, that's totally cool."

Friday bobbed her head again, the motion turning into another quasi spin. She was absently twirling the baton in front of her in fairly intricate weaves. "They really gave us some fun stuff to work with, huh? Oh,' She looked to Poppy, "you had the, like, mind reading stuff, right? Did you, like, wanna try and read me while I do the thing or, like, is that kinda," She shifted to point with a free hand at the twins, "a twin thing?"

[Poppy and Piper Belmont]

Piper nodded and moved further back into the background.

Poppy was writing as she listened. "Oh, I'd love to try and read you. I mean, it's as good a place as any to try and get some practice in. Otherwise I might never leave this place." She grinned. "I mean, that's the whole point of being here right? Trying to learn and strengthen our powers? It would make sense to use them." Poppy shrugged. "And we can use our powers separately. That's one twin thing that doesn't need the Twinection." Poppy had completely made up that word, but it seemed to fit. Writing down a little more, Poppy placed her stuff on a clear space of floor.

Once she had done that, Poppy carefully approached Friday, mostly not wanting to get hit with the baton. Reaching out slowly, making sure her arm wasn't in the way of the baton, she made contact with Friday. As soon as contact was made, thoughts flowed like a stream into Poppy's mind. Before long, a string of words appeared in front of Poppy as she read Friday's surface thoughts, unable to go deeper without hurting herself.

[Friday Morning]

Friday's head bobbed as Poppy pretty well agreed to her idea. It did strike her as a pretty good idea and all, and she wasn't just saying that because it was so similar to hers. After all, they were there for training and Poppy's attitude matched Friday's own on the subject pretty well. "Twinection, that's cool," Friday said, adding a slight giggle. She sighed, thinking about her own family life for a few moments.

Between that and the baton, Friday had started to space out. It wasn't until she saw Poppy getting close to arm's reach that she realized what was going on. Pretty good timing too, as Friday was just about the spin the baton in a way that probably would've resulted in a collision with one of the twins. She managed to regain some of the control over her body, pulling the twirling rod away from the twins.

"So, like, does it work immediately or something?" Friday asked, tilting her head. She couldn't quite understand how this whole thing worked, even though she guessed it might be something like her own power. Though she didn't think her power actually went through psychic channels? Or maybe it did? Friday looked from one twin to the other. "How can we tell it's working?"

[Poppy and Piper Belmont]

As her sister was reading Friday, Piper stepped forward. She had to at least try, right? Unsure if she would be able to speak directly, she picked up a piece of paper from Poppy's pile and borrowed Poppy's pen. She began scribbling stuff down before showing Friday. 'It works instantly, Poppy describes reading thoughts as a string of words appearing in her mind as if they were written, but floating in midair. As far as I can see, she is reading, and her power is 'active'. When I read emotions, it works a little differently, instead of just... knowing how someone feels, their emotions actually mix with mine, so I get confused sometimes.' Piper explained just as Poppy pulled away.

"I couldn't read anything on a deeper sense that was to do with your power. I got your direct thoughts, though. I wonder if we practiced together some more, if my ability could expand to reading the final thoughts of the last person who used an object through you and your muscle memory power." Poppy quickly grabbed her sheets of paper and the pen back off of Piper and wrote down a couple of things. "Hey, remember what I asked before? About if muscle memory would be stronger since we all have abilities to do with touch, mine being thoughts, Piper's being emotions and yours being muscle memory and all of those being some form of psychic branch? Wanna test it? I'm creative so muscle memory for how I use the pen might be creative writing, and you might be able to read the emotion Piper had when writing. It could be worth a shot." Poppy rambled excitedly, holding out her pen for Friday, if she wanted to try. "And if it's muscle memory, I write about mine and Piper's lives, so you may end up writing about something that I have already written, or something?"

[Friday Morning]

Having Piper show up caught Friday by surprise. She twisted slightly to look and read, following the explanation, or at least trying to. To her credit, Friday was a lot more quiet while she was reading than she'd been through most of their interaction. "Okay, I don't really get it and all, but if you guys do," she shrugged. Friday only barely understood her own power, and even then, she wasn't sure she really wanted or needed to get more than just the basics and how to control it and all. Sure, there was some fun to be had in exploring, but it wasn't a super necessity.

Apparently the twins were curious too. Friday nodded and added "uh huhs" and other verbal signals as Poppy explained everything. "Weird. I don't know if, like, the memories would pick up through me or not, since it's all muscle memory-ey and all," Friday shrugged. "Psychic powers are weird," which she was pretty sure was a solid universalism they could all just live by at this point.

There might be something to the whole imprinting thing, but: "If she's using that all the time, I'm gonna pick it up anyway. It's based more on, like, the memories that get stuck into the pen?" She set down the baton anyway, before reaching for the pen. "And I won't, like, write exactly what you wrote. It's more like, I want to write super bad right now?" her arm was already moving in looping motions, mimicking writing in a manner that would almost perfectly match Piper's movements. "Weird, huh?"

[Poppy and Piper Belmont]

Piper stepped back, once again opting for the background when Poppy had returned. Poppy listened nodding while Friday was talking to her. Well at least they got on well, and shared similar curiosities. Even more so, when Friday mentioned wanting to write more than anything else. "Maybe try writing something? I have heaps of spare paper. I usually end up drawing in the back of my class books anyway, so..." Poppy shrugged, placing it near the moving pen. "Maybe try using the wall as something to lean on?" Poppy suggested.

It was interesting to say the least. How their powers easily interacted and flowed around each other without much effect, minus Friday's muscle memory. But nevertheless, the interactions worked well, and so far, no one was getting hurt one way or another, Poppy's previous reading of Friday was relaxed and so it drained less, and Friday's muscle memory worked similarly in terms of being used how Piper was writing just before, and Poppy simply holding it to hand to Friday. This class-project-group-training-thing was going well. For these three at least.

[Friday Morning]

"Duh," Friday said, rolling her eyes. "Totally shoulda thought of that myself," she admitted. She added another shrug and a slight giggle before looking around to see if there was somewhere that she could get to writing and all. Were she with friends, she would've just asked for them to turn around so she could use their backs. But that struck her as being rather impolite for people she just met and all. Best to work up to using each other as portable desks.

"Ah, chair!" Friday said, before heading toward the edge of the room, careful to avoid other stuff on the way. She knelt in front of it and started writing, humming as she did. Soon enough, she was looping in a manner that didn't really look like her handwriting, but she was pretty much just writing free-form poetry instead of anything major. "Sorry, I can't really think of anything? You got real pretty handwriting though."

[Poppy and Piper Belmont]

Piper and Poppy watched in interest as Friday looked around for somewhere to write. Poppy watched from a closer distance while Piper stood back more. Though that didn't stop Piper blushing when Friday complimented her handwriting, or was it Poppy's? After all they had both touched the pen before Friday, though, the twins being twins, had similar handwriting, so she could have been complimenting the both of them at the same. Poppy only beamed like an idiot as Friday continued holding the pen. "Anything else we could try without... y'know, completely exhausting ourselves?" Poppy spoke after a minute or two of silence.

It was just so interesting that the three of them had similar powers. They could almost form a small super group that goes around standing up to bullies... well, maybe that was a bit extreme, but it did give Poppy an idea for her chronicles, she got out another pen from her bag and began writing on the piece of paper that had her notes thus far.

[Friday Morning]

Friday considered the question for a few moments, looking around at the room. "I'm sure there's maybe something? Like," Friday pursed her lips, moving it for a while. Since she was still holding the pen, she started drawing more doodles and so forth onto her paper while she worked.

"Maybe we could try a chain?" Friday wondered. She looked at the twins again. "Like, maybe I could try reading some memories while, like, someone read my emotions and then the mind-reading or something along those lines?"

Friday paused again. "Or we could just play with the stuff here. There's a lot of fun stuff around,' Friday looked about, seeing more athletic equipment and a few art supplies and even an instrument or two, essentially Friday's favorite stuff to play with.

[Poppy and Piper Belmont]

Poppy thought about the chain. She was about to agree, but then Friday mentioned just playing around with the stuff. "I like that idea more! I mean, what could it hurt to just play around and have a bit of fun? We've done what they wanted us to do. So we shouldn't get into trouble. Plus we don't want to tire ourselves out, although that might still end up happening." Poppy shrugged with a childish giggle. Piper only nodded in agreement and approached the objects on the floor, looking around to see what there was.

Poppy had already approached the art stuff and set up an easel and began sorting through for paints and canvas and brushes. Finding what she needed she quickly mixed colours only into natural colours such as browns and greens, blues, oranges and reds, before using a lead pencil to sketch out a scene.

While Poppy was doing that, Piper had picked out a tennis racket and tennis ball, carefully using a nearby wall as target practice, though with the few times she missed, the ball had almost hit her sister and Friday in the head. Piper looked sheepish and gave them both an apologetic look while retrieving the ball from where it had landed in Poppy's paint. Poppy turned around with a grin as she looked like a kaleidoscope of colours. Poppy's grinned turned into an evil grin as she covered a brush in paint and drew on Piper's nose. Piper squeaked and giggled a little, before paint went flying in Friday's direction.

[Friday Morning]

"Exactly!" Friday said. "There's too much fun stuff around here after all. We've just got to be careful not to break anything, since it's all got previous owners and might belong to somebody and stuff."

This didn't stop Friday from following the twins' example and starting to root through the various items to figure out if there was anything that would be really fun to try her powers on. She, too, noticed the tennis racket and ball. She also noticed a few other balls, but balls were always tricky when it came to her power: there was that moment of release and all which sometimes shut Friday's power off entirely. She would've gone for the artwork stuff but clearly Poppy had a claim on that.

So instead Friday opted for what looked like a Rubix Cube. She picked it up and got extremely focused in suddenly solving it. Her hands blurred with ingrained memories, swirling and twisting and adjusting. She had it solved just in time to move her head out of the way of Poppy's attack.

"Hey! Don't break anything!" Friday said, waving her hands. She let out another yelp as she dove for the floor, landing hard on what appeared to be a small keyboard. Her fingers already started twitching, and soon she found herself playing a jaunty tune.