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Syd(ney) Barrett (_donttouch) wrote,

She pulled her hand back when it rippled, then smiled curiously and did it again to watch how it moved. That was genuinely cool. "Head to toe checkup." Syd agreed, not paying attention to the mental voice until Cary voiced his surprise. It was only then that she realized he was projecting to all of them.

The somber reassurance was not, in fact, that reassuring. Neither was the look she was pretty sure David had, if he knew that her future self wasn't...here.

She turned and looked to the others, then back to David, concerned when he said that his head was splitting open. Stretching himself thin. Wait. Her eyes narrowed, regarding him first before her head quickly turned to look at Cary. "Could I do it?" Any of it. "What if I didn't need a body?" What was a body, after all. "The--" Syd's hands moved, running back to the previous conversation, mentally picking up a piece. "Our genes. Do they tell what we're capable of? Is astral projection specific to telepaths?"

There was still the matter of keeping Oliver alive, but she was trying to work on that one. And the matter of getting home. She was working on that too. Attention returned to David, the other David's words working its way back into her head. His powers worked on emotions, but emotions were one hell of a drug. "I could be the map home. If you worked with my thoughts, my emotions?"