06-12-2014, 06:21 PM
Claire twirled the cue in a circle and fixed Viktor a coy look. "You mean this stick thing? You hit the white ball with that end, right?"
He chuckled and very quickly the boys agreed to raise the stakes.
The plastic triangle was removed and Claire walked in a cat-like saunter around the table, swiping a chalk square as she went.
It soon became very clear that she knew exactly how to handle a pool cue.
She bent to line her sights down the table, silent and still as a snake on a rock. Then, in a flash, the cue ball smacked the rack and colors went soaring.
She raised, grinning as two heavy plunks announced their success. She flashed a smile at Oriena. "I guess we're stripes,"
she said and took another walk around the table. She flashed the boys a wink and holed five more stripes until she missed the sixth by a hair. Granted, that one was behind the number three and eight, and the hole was blocked by numbers five and six.
The striped ball rolled to a frustrating stop a hair's breadth too soon. Claire watched it with a hand on her hip, frowning at the boys' taunts. A conspiratorial glance at Oriena announced her intentions, and she reached for the Light.
Its in your mind, you don't need artifacts. Cast the spell with your mind," but try as she might, the spell would not kick the ball that final bit into the hole.
He chuckled and very quickly the boys agreed to raise the stakes.
The plastic triangle was removed and Claire walked in a cat-like saunter around the table, swiping a chalk square as she went.
It soon became very clear that she knew exactly how to handle a pool cue.
She bent to line her sights down the table, silent and still as a snake on a rock. Then, in a flash, the cue ball smacked the rack and colors went soaring.
She raised, grinning as two heavy plunks announced their success. She flashed a smile at Oriena. "I guess we're stripes,"
she said and took another walk around the table. She flashed the boys a wink and holed five more stripes until she missed the sixth by a hair. Granted, that one was behind the number three and eight, and the hole was blocked by numbers five and six.
The striped ball rolled to a frustrating stop a hair's breadth too soon. Claire watched it with a hand on her hip, frowning at the boys' taunts. A conspiratorial glance at Oriena announced her intentions, and she reached for the Light.
Its in your mind, you don't need artifacts. Cast the spell with your mind," but try as she might, the spell would not kick the ball that final bit into the hole.