Rogue and Shannon
Rogue took off her choker and put it down on the table. She chewed her lip, then picked up her eraser. SHe concentrated for a moment and pssed her thumb through it. She gasped softly.
Then she pressed in on the eraser. She moulded it as if it were nothing more than clay of plastercine.
"Rogue?"
Rogue looked up.
"Hi, Shannon."
"What I doing?"
"Experimenting."
Shannon sat down with her at the library table.
"To accomplish?"
"At the house the other night I did some pretty weird stuff."
"Heard about this."
"Mmm. Calvin's power - atom maniuplation was responsible. Makes me wonder just what exactly I can do with it."
"Ahh. You can mutilate erasers for a start."
Rogue giggled.