New York

[mnt_raph]

*Behind them is Milliways with all its hustle and bustle. In front of them, what could be any of a million nameless alley ways in the greater New York area. The air is not so much stale, as stagnant, which is a good thing considering that dumpsters and trashcans litter the street.

Raph sighs, for what has to be the umpteenth time today alone.*

After you.

*After a second or two of silence, he adds*

I'm gonna need some stuff from...well...up topside. Gimme a sec, okay?

*And with that he's gone*

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*Tim nods, peering around inquisitively. This is his second time in new york.*

Huh.. wonder if that Corrigan bloke is still around. Hmm...

*He finds a clean place to sit, and does so, legs crossing, going into classic ohm pose. He centers himself, drawing his power inward, checking it, making sure it will still work. He reaches out, eyes closed, with his mind, and picks up an empty soda can. Its harder to do as if there were some drag on it. He concentrates, putting more energy into it....and the soda can rockets skywards, shredding itself as it goes. Tim open his eyes.*

Not what i had in mind.