[She glances around the still empty cafe and hunches her shoulders a little. Forcing a deep breath, she focuses on the buzz of her power ever waiting just under her skin, the weight of magnetism in the air, and holds up her hand towards the shakers at their table.
It's hard without a rush of emotion. Hard to concentrate on the one thing and her entire arm trembles with the effort of reaching out with that power.
She misses the shaker, but the chair on the opposite side quite dramatically topples over and she jerks back, trying and failing to smother the fear in her expression.]
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It's hard without a rush of emotion. Hard to concentrate on the one thing and her entire arm trembles with the effort of reaching out with that power.
She misses the shaker, but the chair on the opposite side quite dramatically topples over and she jerks back, trying and failing to smother the fear in her expression.]