"Well, actually to put someone into Torpor you hit 'em. And you hit 'em again. And then you hit 'em again. Sometimes it takes a while so you need a brick, or a baseball bat, or a falling wall. Maybe a dropped safe, you know, or a couple of cars. I saw Catherine Torpor someone with a frozen burrito once. It was awesome."
Catherine grins awkwardly as the boat nears the surface of the water. "...lucky shot."
Jen rambles on. "Usually I just make people sleep with my mind or if they're really bad I throw my cat at them. Or if they're really really REALLY bad I throw my cat at them and then throw Eight at them."
Eight nodnodnods mutely, then taps the handrail next to her suggestively. Everyone else is reaching for it except rambly Jen.
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Date: 2014-08-26 03:17 am (UTC)Catherine grins awkwardly as the boat nears the surface of the water. "...lucky shot."
Jen rambles on. "Usually I just make people sleep with my mind or if they're really bad I throw my cat at them. Or if they're really really REALLY bad I throw my cat at them and then throw Eight at them."
Eight nodnodnods mutely, then taps the handrail next to her suggestively. Everyone else is reaching for it except rambly Jen.