“Come on, Jennifer,” Celia urged her friend. She took a long draw from the spliff she held in her fingers. “Oh fuck! Sam, you jackass! This isn’t just weed, is it?”
Not cool, dude.
“Thought it was.”
“There’s a kick to it. Amp or something.” Celia took another puff. “Amp. Hey, Jen, join in. Have some of what Sam’s having.”
Ah, I guess he didn’t know. I mean, if he’s telling the truth, but I believe him.
And they continue to press Jennifer. I’m still not sure Jennifer doesn’t have some secrets in store for us – she seems quite out of place in this group, so it’s thus far unclear why she’s in this chapter. Maybe Wildbow just needed a third party to prompt something down the line, though.
“But H is fucking scary,” Jen protested.
“So you hear. But why is it scary?”
Because it’s a strong drug that fucks up lives. That’s enough for me.
“It’s addictive.”
Yes, thank you.
Seriously, that part’s scary enough on its own.
Aisha tuned out the sound of her mother and Sam cajoling the woman and walked over to the table. Her mom didn’t notice her. Nobody ever noticed her, and they noticed even less ever since she’d gotten her power. It was like a dark joke, a grim comedy. Just when she’d started to figure things out, grow up and catch people’s eye, the world went to hell and she got her powers.
Yeeah. Usually the powers seem to help the recipient out in their trigger event, but Aisha’s power seems more like something that adjusted itself to her general problem and amplified it.
Although not being noticed and being able to make people forget her existence ought to make it easier to get away from this family.
Now she became invisible if she lost her concentration.
Interesting. Her power works backwards – it’s passive and she has to actively keep it turned off if she wants to, not actively use it.
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