"Smiles, I'm afraid I am nowhere near aerodynamic enough for slingshot travel."
"You'd actually be surprised to discover how aerodynamic the average human body is." Adrianne said in the most suggestive manner possible. Though she toyed with the idea of tossing Stukov over to Ben and Zhevon regardless of his own free will or say, she managed to resist it. After all, this was supposed to be a covert mission, every bit as boring as it might sound.
And that meant that throwing people across crowded plazas was generally discouraged. Those things had a tendency to become the center of attention whenever they happened, unfortunately.
"Let's go say hi then... " Adrianne finally said, letting out a not-so-subtle sigh of disappointment through the rebreather of her skeletal mask. Extending her left arm, she would once again grab Stukov, before they both promptly disappeared from the scene by a psychic lash!
*
While Zhevon and Ben were standing together, a faint gust of wind blew gently across the scene. Nothing out of the ordinary, or at least; until some of the small pebbles and bits of junk on the ground began to suddenly float a few centimeters off the ground. The pages of Zhevon's book began to flip and move as though the book had just gotten a will of its own!
Suddenly, breaking the boring murmur of the city around them was a sound akin to a sharp whiplash! In the blink of an eye, Adrianne would suddenly appear out of nowhere right behind Zhevon.
"Greetings again, gentlemen." Adrianne would be quick to say as soon as she had appeared behind Zhevon.
"I am here, and with me is... "
...
Adrianne suddenly paused, as the psyker was staring next to her where Stukov was supposed to appear. Behind her mask, she raised an eyebrow in confusion.
" ... I swear, he was supposed to be right here."
*TWOP*
Moments later, another lashing sound would appear around them; just as Stukov appeared out of nowhere ten feet up into the air, being tossed around in a barrel roll by mystical forces through the air.
"Remember to - "
*CRASH!*
" ... brace."
Adrianne stared at the armsman who had just been slammed unceremoniously onto the ground next to them, having been sent spinning out of his own teleportation! Fortunately it had not been a long fall, though that probably didn't mean much to Stukov at that moment.
"You'd actually be surprised to discover how aerodynamic the average human body is." Adrianne said in the most suggestive manner possible. Though she toyed with the idea of tossing Stukov over to Ben and Zhevon regardless of his own free will or say, she managed to resist it. After all, this was supposed to be a covert mission, every bit as boring as it might sound.
And that meant that throwing people across crowded plazas was generally discouraged. Those things had a tendency to become the center of attention whenever they happened, unfortunately.
"Let's go say hi then... " Adrianne finally said, letting out a not-so-subtle sigh of disappointment through the rebreather of her skeletal mask. Extending her left arm, she would once again grab Stukov, before they both promptly disappeared from the scene by a psychic lash!
*
While Zhevon and Ben were standing together, a faint gust of wind blew gently across the scene. Nothing out of the ordinary, or at least; until some of the small pebbles and bits of junk on the ground began to suddenly float a few centimeters off the ground. The pages of Zhevon's book began to flip and move as though the book had just gotten a will of its own!
Suddenly, breaking the boring murmur of the city around them was a sound akin to a sharp whiplash! In the blink of an eye, Adrianne would suddenly appear out of nowhere right behind Zhevon.
"Greetings again, gentlemen." Adrianne would be quick to say as soon as she had appeared behind Zhevon.
"I am here, and with me is... "
...
Adrianne suddenly paused, as the psyker was staring next to her where Stukov was supposed to appear. Behind her mask, she raised an eyebrow in confusion.
" ... I swear, he was supposed to be right here."
*TWOP*
Moments later, another lashing sound would appear around them; just as Stukov appeared out of nowhere ten feet up into the air, being tossed around in a barrel roll by mystical forces through the air.
"Remember to - "
*CRASH!*
" ... brace."
Adrianne stared at the armsman who had just been slammed unceremoniously onto the ground next to them, having been sent spinning out of his own teleportation! Fortunately it had not been a long fall, though that probably didn't mean much to Stukov at that moment.
