SeekerAfterTruth
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Kadell hesitated. Then, Eh, why not?, he reached into his pocket and pulled out one of the simple, light round metal coins they'd played with back at the University. He placed it on his palm, uncertain what to do. Was he just supposed to stare at it?
"Move?" He asked it. Feeling stupid, he moved his other hand upwards, trying to show the direction it was supposed to move in. The coin lay on his palm, stubborn, staring at him impudently.
That didn't work then. He frowned. How had it been?
Jak flipped the coin, and they watched it spin in the air. He knew what it would be before it came down- the face with the torch. He tried to capture that same feeling, of the coin spinning, up in the air, moving- a part of everything...
He hadn't been aware he'd closed his eyes, and he opened them- and stared. The coin hovered a respectable distance from his palm- and then dropped. The expletive just popped out of him in shock.
"Move?" He asked it. Feeling stupid, he moved his other hand upwards, trying to show the direction it was supposed to move in. The coin lay on his palm, stubborn, staring at him impudently.
That didn't work then. He frowned. How had it been?
Jak flipped the coin, and they watched it spin in the air. He knew what it would be before it came down- the face with the torch. He tried to capture that same feeling, of the coin spinning, up in the air, moving- a part of everything...
He hadn't been aware he'd closed his eyes, and he opened them- and stared. The coin hovered a respectable distance from his palm- and then dropped. The expletive just popped out of him in shock.