Rick followed Sam, noting the limp but letting her set the pace without comment. Once in place, he looked around, glad for the thinning throng. He wasn't ashamed or self-conscious of his abilities, but it could be a real pain to be driven to explain himself to someone predisposed to not believing him, so he usually tried to keep things fairly innocuous. Sam would only be able to see things in his aura - to anyone else, his actions were largely unnoteworthy.
Rick pulled down the right sleeve of his jacket with his left hand, focusing on his right palm and forearm till he could visualize the fiery energy racing through his blood vessels. He crouched on a knee and pressed his open palm to the concrete under his feet and spread throughout the plaza. Hand in place, he looked around, seeking any visions or impressions he could concentrate on and bring to himself to decipher.
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Date: 2022-05-10 04:20 am (UTC)Rick pulled down the right sleeve of his jacket with his left hand, focusing on his right palm and forearm till he could visualize the fiery energy racing through his blood vessels. He crouched on a knee and pressed his open palm to the concrete under his feet and spread throughout the plaza. Hand in place, he looked around, seeking any visions or impressions he could concentrate on and bring to himself to decipher.