A lot had changed for Julia in the past six months. She was visible most of the time (when she wanted to be) and she was learning how to maintain a telekinetic "shell" around herself to prevent people and objects from accidentally passing through her. She was even presentable enough to go out for trips in public, as long as she stayed out of jostling crowds... her TK shield wasn't quite reliable enough for that, and the cold sensation from coming in contact with her ectoplasmic form could be quite shocking.
Still, she was happy. People could see her, and she could talk to them. She was making friends. She could do more than drift around and make things break. It was a good life. Afterlife. Whatever.
She sprawled out on the lawn, using a floating stylus to navigate pages on a tablet, reading all the nice things they were saying about her new friends.
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Josie burst out the doors of the mansion, looking around, and spotting Julia. "Hey! You got a minute? She had a sheaf of papers clutched to her chest. She needed a set of eyes. Any other set of eyes right now.
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She shuffled over to Julia and sat down, holding out the papers. "I met this journalist in the coffee shop in town last week, and he's doing a piece about the X-Men, and wanted to know if I'd offer any material about life at the Institute. I need to send it back to him tomorrow, but I wanted someone else to look at it first."
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"Ok. I haven't been here as long as you have, though."
Julia held out her hand, and prepared to TK grab the papers.
"There sure have been a lot of stories about the X-Men. I was just reading a bunch of them. I don't think they actually talked to anyone, at least not anyone here."
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"I'm going to run it by the headmistress before it can get anywhere near print. I just want general feedback on the writing itself. It's talk about what it's like balancing fighting to protect a world that hates and fears us, while still keeping up an actual education, mostly."
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Still, she was happy. People could see her, and she could talk to them. She was making friends. She could do more than drift around and make things break. It was a good life. Afterlife. Whatever.
She sprawled out on the lawn, using a floating stylus to navigate pages on a tablet, reading all the nice things they were saying about her new friends.
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The stylus floated down onto the grass.
"What's up?"
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Julia held out her hand, and prepared to TK grab the papers.
"There sure have been a lot of stories about the X-Men. I was just reading a bunch of them. I don't think they actually talked to anyone, at least not anyone here."
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