BEATRIX
To be honest, Beatrix had never tried to hit anything moving that quickly – she didn’t really have an easy way to do so on her own, and neither her mother or Edrei had had telekinesis. Her brows furrowed as she tried to focus on the spinning targets, feeling a little dizzy from watching them so closely. But with a little effort she managed to disintegrate a portion of one ball, but as her gaze shifted to another on accident, that one began to disintegrate, rather than her intended first target. Her lips pursed in a very Zariah like manner, clearly displeased with herself, before looking at her brother warily, expecting punishment.
I'm reppin' for the girls
who taking over the world
have me raise a glass
