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That
might work.”
    Motioning for Carl to hold his next shot, I
started to set up my field. I picked a spot about twenty yards
ahead of us and pretended that there was an object that I was about
to move. With that spot firmly in mind, I started another mental
move, this time in the opposite direction. I felt a bit of pressure
at the spot where the two forces met and thought that this just
might work after all.
    A bit move confident now, I expanded the
diameter of the two fields until I had a good sized ‘shield’ in
place. Keeping my focus on it, I gave Carl the thumbs up and waved
for him to take his shot. The familiar ping announced the
launch of the golf ball, and we watched it sail off into the
distance.
    “You sliced it and missed my shield, noob.
Try again.”
    Carl grumbled, but teed up another ball. He
aimed and slowly brought the club back. He held the pose for a few
seconds and then let loose. He then ducked as his shot, this time
flying straight, hit my shield and bounced right back toward him. I
was too surprised at the success of this experiment to grab it on
the rebound.
    “That seemed to work,” I said in triumph,
“any other requests?”
    “Try that a few more times and see if you can
set up your force field on the fly. If you were in combat, you
would rarely get the opportunity to set it up in advance.” Sid
replied.
    Nodding, I had Carl whack a few more balls at
my existing shield so I could get a better feel for the needed
control. Once that was set firmly in mind, I modified it. First, I
rotated it so that the deflections would go off on a tangent.
Successful with that, I made it a bit smaller and practiced with
moving it into the path of the shot. That was a bit trickier, but
not too bad. I could move it around easy enough, but often the ball
moved faster than my reactions could compensate for.
    Wanting to see what would happen, I moved my
two force focal points a bit farther apart. That only took a few
seconds, and as the next shot hit the field, it bounced and fell
rather than ricocheting off with most of the original speed.
    “That’s a cool one,” Carl said. “It looked
like I drove the ball into a pile of pillows, whereas the other
ones were closer to hitting a brick wall.”
    “I think I have this figured out enough for
now, so let’s see if I can set it up in real time like Sid
suggested.”
    Carl nodded and said “Sure but grab me a beer
first, will ya? This is thirsty work.”
    Sid chimed in that he wanted one as well so I
grabbed those from the fridge, as well as a Coke for myself. I
didn’t want to blur my focus and reactions. While waiting, Sid teed
up a dozen golf balls in a row for the real time test.
    Refreshed, I turned to Carl and said,
“Engage!” doing my best Jean Luc Picard imitation.
    “Dork,” he replied, but proceeded to step up
to the first ball.
    The first few attempts were bad. I could get
the shield built, but not in time to stop the speeding ball.
Deciding to move my focus out farther, I had some better success,
but still missed some. I brought the balls back for Sid to set up
again and thought about it. The hard part was building the dual
foci shield that would result in a deflection. If I prepped the
shield in advance, maybe I could assemble it faster in the flight
path.
    Having the prep work done ahead of time made
it much easier, and I managed to block all but one wild slice in
the second round of shots. Happy with my success that time, we set
up for a third round. This time I blocked them all, and even moved
the focal point closer to us for faster blockage. As Sid was
setting up the balls, he suddenly spun and threw one at me. It
caught me off guard, but with the field requirements fresh in my
mind I was able to assemble a shield and bounce it back toward
him.
    “Now THAT is what I’m talking about,” Sid
said with a satisfied nod. “Imagine you were pinned down in a
firefight and someone threw a grenade in your direction. That there
would have