She nodded at his words and when the wood chips were once again flung in her direction, she narrowed her eyes, letting the background blur. Focus.
She raised only one hand this time, and didn't move it. She let the air she released from her hand move, always in the same direction. That way, that way, to the right, ever to the right. She didn't try to pile them up necessarily; that was going to take a level of control she had to accept she didn't have... yet.
She'd been told to send them all in the same direction, and that she could do. The wood chips all wound up near each other, just not piled up. When she was done with the ones he'd thrown at her, she looked down at the one at her feet. She bent over, picked it up, and tossed it into the air. Without bringing her hand out, she concentrated and, as it fell, it made a sharp turn to land over near its woody brethren.
And then she exhaled and let the world refocus around her again.
She raised only one hand this time, and didn't move it. She let the air she released from her hand move, always in the same direction. That way, that way, to the right, ever to the right. She didn't try to pile them up necessarily; that was going to take a level of control she had to accept she didn't have... yet.
She'd been told to send them all in the same direction, and that she could do. The wood chips all wound up near each other, just not piled up. When she was done with the ones he'd thrown at her, she looked down at the one at her feet. She bent over, picked it up, and tossed it into the air. Without bringing her hand out, she concentrated and, as it fell, it made a sharp turn to land over near its woody brethren.
And then she exhaled and let the world refocus around her again.
