by Will Stanton » Wed Mar 08, 2017 7:44 pm
Walking, talking, smiling -- but something was still a little off.
He wasn't there. At least, that's what her telepathic senses were telling her. The other minds in the room? Perfectly clear to see, but it was like Will was a blank space -- not just nothing, but almost a negative signal, if that made sense. Unlike the time in Cerebro or her experience at the mint, there was no doubt that Will was, indeed, standing there -- but still, she couldn't find his mind.
"Actually, between you and me, Sam, it's a highly-complicated marionette act they've got going on at the moment," he stage-whispered, conspiratorially, walking over, arms outstretched.