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"You've got the Déjà Vu thing going on right? Seems a bit easy to me. Déjà Vu your target when they're walking down the stairs or something. They'll probably fall in midstep. Worst case scenario, they break their leg. And even then, your job is done. Me, I gotta get more creative. Not like my power can do anything to someone else." It was true. Predicting horrible events was somewhat good, but hell if it kept someone in his house. Maybe if he pulled off some final destination shit it could work, but it would be too complex to do by himself. And what would be the point of using his power anyway then? He'd be setting up the "horrible events" and would know regardless. He doubted his target would be scared of a raccoon either, so that left him in a tough spot.

It seemed Tobias would have to do something violent. He wished to avoid this option, but it seemed like the only option at this point. Break in to the man's house, and then forcefully keep the man inside the home. But he'd decide later, preferably after breakfast. Before he could say anything further to Angel, Edward greeted them, seemingly avoiding Teryn and Daniel. Strange. If anything, Tobias would have thought Edward had little ill will towards the other two. Teryn was quiet, and Edward didn't reject the cakes Daniel brought.

Then again, he might have been reading too much into Edward's avoidance. Perhaps Edward was just awkward around those two. Tobias hadn't really talked much to Edward, but from what he saw, Edward was one of those nice, but socially awkward people. Tobias always wanted to ask why he followed Robert around like a dog, but he figured Edward was easily manipulated. Tobias had seen it all the time before. Someone charismatic or intimidating came along, and people were drawn to that someone like moths to a flame.

"Excuse me if I sound rude, but I'd rather not dwell on that topic any longer Edward. Not much to say but that it was weird."

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Well, the plan was not quite done yet. But it was taking shape. He did have to do some work once in a while, so Martha wouldn't get suspicious. There were some tasks that needed to be done, like ordering new books. It was boring, but among the more exiting chores, since it wasn't something daily. While half on facebook, half checking of the books that needed to be ordered and typing out their book codes, Robert's eye had fallen on a flyer on the counter. Figuratively.
It was a monthly program of things to do in Tallshade. For the students or for people like him who should be studying, but at least matched the age category. Coming friday, a band would be playing at the Castle Street Café. He might be interested to go. And ofcourse he would ask Eddie. And then it hit him.... They would go. They would ask out, the girls they were supposed to be keeping in on saturday. Or perhaps they would go already. They just needed to make sure they would get really, really drunk. And go home with them. He didn't actually need to sleep with Rachel. He just needed to be there on saturday. How hard could it be, to keep her in, when she was really hungover, and he would be around to make sure she wouldn't leave.
It was the first time he would try to hook up with a girl, not for anything romantic. Well, not that he was totally against that idea. It was just not the main goal.

The thought of this new adventure excited him. Surely Eddie was going to join in on his plan. Next to the fact that that was what he did most of the time, this was the perfect opportunity for that little push that he needed with his girl. Now they only needed to get the girls to come as well. But how hard could that be? He already had Rachel's number.
This was going to be great. Turning his back towards Martha for a moment, he took his flask from his belt.

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Cara smiled down at Sloane's pet, leaning down to brush a finger over the head of the feline as greeting before standing up once more. "Tea please. It's the one way to my heart." Cara replied. As Sloane walked towards the table filled with goodies, Cara leaned against the counter, her arms crossed against her chest.

"Y'know the assignment Gandalf- I mean Grimbold - asked us to do?" She began. It was best to just ask Sloane upfront. Cara was willing to provide Sloane with a helping hand too, unless she already had an idea and wanted to call on this favour some other time. "My target is possibly paranoid. While whispering might do the job, I need your help to make sure she stays inside."

Cara had no idea what Gandalf had in store for them all, and while she never questioned his motives, it was strange that these particular people were chosen to be tormented by the critter family until they refused to step outside for a particular day. If Cara was certain that Gandalf wouldn't use her like a pincushion, like he did with the swan, she would've asked.

But Cara preferred not to be a pincushion, so that was out.

"I'm willing to offer my services to you, should you need any help with your target-- wait, do you even know who yours is?" She asked, swiping the pen on the counter and fiddling with the lid, keeping her hands busy.

The bell above the door jingled, and Eddie looked to see Sky enter the cafe. He smiled and waved at her, then turned back to Tobias and Angel.

"Yeah, pretty crazy is accurate" he replied to Tobias. Seems like he doesn't want to talk. Best leave him alone. Eddie thought, and turned to face Angel.

"Well, last night was a bit heavy compared to other meetings" he said, half to reassure her and half for himself. "Anyway, I won't take up any more of your guys' time. Welcome to the family." he said, before turning and ordering the usual coffees for himself and Robert.

That reminds me, wonder what kind of plan will Robert cook up this time? Eddie's mind wandered as he waited for his coffee. Leaning on the far end of the counter, he pulled his phone out and read Robert's text.



By the time he hit send, his name was called. Eddie grabbed the coffees and headed for the door, smiling at Sky as he passed. The little bell signaled his departure, and Eddie walked toward the library.

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Sky smiled and waved to Eddie as she went up to the counter. "One coffee with extra cream and sugar." She said to the employee across the counter before walking out of the way of anyone else wanting something. What could she say about the sugar and cream, she was a girl of sweet tastes. As soon as she was standing there however she realized how hungry she was. It was probably best to go home and eat though or find somewhere else. This café was pricy and unlucky for her this month she had to give half her paycheck to savings to save up for the student loans she`d get once she entered college. As there was no way in hell she was going to talk to her 'family'.

She waved to Eddie as he exited the shop and leaned against the counter side thinking about her mysterious John Doe. She wondered if anyone knew about him. Living in this town for three years and she had never heard his name. They were a large group though, ya never know, someone could know something. Maybe she could interrupt Angel and Toby for a second to ask about it as Terry looked like she didn`t want to be disturbed.

Getting the guy to stay inside would be the easy part, it was finding him that was proving difficult. Getting him to stay in would only take her having to scare him to death. Simply reading the dark corners of his mind and causing a bit of paranoia. Just mess the guy up mentally for a day. Causing mental scaring for a day wasn`t something she was too keen on doing, but the guy could handle it for a day. "John Doe, how you aggravate me so,"

Once her name was called she picked up her coffee and thanked the person behind the counter before walking over to the two. "Hey guys, Sky started to get their attention. "I was wondering if either of you knew anything about a Henry Johnson?

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Tallshade was to be the next stepping stone in her career. Another sport on the ladder she had been climbing all her life. This town was dull and it didn't mean much to her, but it had so much potential! Far away from everything, so much space to grow, natural recources to exploit. Possibitlities for tourism and businesses to start here. The previous mayor had been a man of the people. Down to earth and all the other traits that would never lead to greatness. She, on the other hand, was a businesswoman. She had vision, this town would thrive under her rule. So much profit awaited her.

"Julie, I need more coffee here, chop chop!" She told her assistant, whom hurried to the kitchen.
The plans for the weekend were ready, and everything was arranged. The people would have a chance to get to know their new mayor. Well, the people of importance at least. Commonfolk was not something she'd want to bother herself with. Though it was hard to discern the more influential characters from the lesser villagers in this town. In the real world, their achievements would mean little. So far.
Because she was going to change all that. Everything. This town was going to be born anew. And she needed help with that. She needed to know who she could rely on.

Therefore this weekend was going to be very important. The invitations were send, and she couldn't wait to pick her subordinates. The university was one of the few things worth mentioning, that this town had brought forth. The members of the board had all accepted her invitation. She estimated her chances very high, to extend her influence in that direction. Next to that, some people who owned a business that could potentially be useful one way or the other were invited. It was going to be quite a crowded night. And then there was the priest. Roseanne was an atheist, but many people here weren't. The power of religion to control the people, was not to be underestimated. Perhaps he could be an interesting ally.

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"Jesus Toby, you don't mess around, do you?" Angel laughed at his suggestion of breaking the poor guys' legs... she was pretty sure a worst case scenario would be snapping the kid's neck and killing him, but whatever. There were easier things she could make him forget... like locking the front door? She could trash their kitchen, pretend he's had a house party without telling his super-strict parents about it; or get him grounded some other way?

She noticed the way Toby had shut Eddie down slightly - not particularly rude, but his tone was certainly shorter with the guy than with Angel.
"Thanks Eddie; see you around." She said as he departed, and she then looked back to Toby.

"What was your power again? Some thing like predicting the future? Or was it just bad stuff?" She asked, brow furrowing slightly as she tried to recall. "Don't sound like you can do much with your power - maybe I could help you out?" She offered.

Suddenly, they were interrupted once more by another member of their family; it struck Angel as certainly weird that so many of the family were showing up, at the same place and same time. It was giving her an unsettling sense of Deja Vu (Ahahaha) from last night.

"Henry Johnson?" Angel repeated - the name did sound familiar. "I think maybe he goes to the University? I'm sure I've heard the name before - maybe he studies Psychology?" She suggested, looking at Skylar.

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As Sloane prepared the tea, she was listening silently. Even when Cara would pause, she would wait; she had made the right choice by simply being direct and upfront with Sloane because she clearly didn't have much interest in chit chat. By the time Cara was done speaking, the artist was stalking back over, stepping over her cat. When she stopped in front of the other, she scowled pointedly at the pen she was playing with and held the tea out to her instead. "It's hot," she warned simply before stalking back around the counter.

"No clue. Probably at the university since I don't know the name," Sloane answered, adding the name: "Miles Hemlock." Cara was a student, maybe she had heard of him. Still, she had Cara's request to address as well, so she continued. "Feel like paranoid should make it easier. But yeah, I can help." She nodded a bit. "Worse comes to worse, just break his legs. What's he gonna do then?" The smile that touched her lips at the suggestion of assaulting someone was a little too genuine.

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"Miles Hemlock." Cara parrotted, taking the steaming cup of tea with a nod of thanks. Dropping Sloane's pen back onto the counter, Cara wrapped both hands around the cup, letting the hot ceramic warm up her fingers. The best thing about tea, Cara decided, was the comfort it could bring. Not only did it taste divine, but it helped keep one warm on a cool February morning. "Sounds familiar, but can't really place it." Cara made a mental note to keep an eye - ear - out for that name. If it was familar, it should crop up somewhere.

Cara laughed at Sloane's dark suggestion. "I don't know about you, but I quite like having my criminal record clean." Taking a sip of the tea, she sighed at the taste.

'Yep, divine.'

"I'll ask around for mister Hemlock, someone in class should know him. Or of him." Cara offered. "I think I'll try and scare Janet. Do you think she'll be terrified of a snake in her room?" Cara asked. Of course, the snake idea was a joke, it was more likely that she'd be terrified and end up calling the exterminator. And possibly attract unwanted attention on the family.

...yeah, not a good idea.