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"Okay," I answered, "Tell me about Tory then." We smiled at each other. I knew she wanted to know about me, but I wanted to know about her. How did a girl, a little thing like her, get chosen to be on the most prestigious Crusade team on the planet? It was a curiosity I wanted to unravel and we sat in silence for several moments, each sizing the other one up.
"Okay," she conceded, "I ' m Tory Keevah. I come from the Aquila Grid, and I am the youngest of nine children. We are a family of horticulturists."
"So you ' re an elite horticulturist?" I raised an eyebrow at her. She chuckled at my joke and some of her hesitation receded.
"The Aquila Grid is in the middle of the continent," she continued her story, "There are many flatlands, and also forests. An extensive animal population once thrived there. Crusaders have made great strides in coaxing the animal population back to life, but first the land had to be made safe, right?" I nodded and she went on.
"I ' ve always had an affinity with animals. I feel drawn to them. I can sense them." Her cheeks colored at this admission and she lowered her eyes. "Do I sound ridiculous?"
"Not at all," I answered, fascinated by her candor. "Can you sense people the same way?"
She shook her head. "No, not even close. I have four brothers and four sisters, and their energy has always been one big jumble to me. Our house is a bit chaotic and there ' s never a chance for alone time. Just to find some peace and quiet, I started to slip out after our evening meal to go and sit in the fields far from the house, all by myself. I knew the grasses would conceal me, and I could be alone for as long as I wanted. I would sit there for hours, and then one day, I realized it wasn ' t even quiet out there. I could hear the animals. I could tell where they were and if they were watching me. I could sense if they were frightened or hungry. I know it sounds unbelievable," she added, lowering her eyes again, too sheepish to continue. She had no idea who she was talking to.
"It doesn ' t sound unbelievable, it sounds amazing," I encouraged her. "I can sense people in much the same way." My confession was a surprise, even to me, but if I wanted her to trust me, I needed to trust her.
"You mean you can read my mind? Like a Descender?" She widened her eyes, alarmed by the prospect.
"No," I laughed, "No. I can ' t read minds, and neither can they. It ' s more like what you can sense about the animals. I can often tell how a person is feeling. I can read their energy, not their mind."
"Can you sense what I ' m feeling now?" she asked, curious. I could sense she was skeptical.
"Yes," I admitted. "You want to confide in me, but you aren ' t sure if you can trust me. Also, you ' re not sure if you believe me."
Her cheeks flushed again, but she laughed easily. "Okay, I believe you. How did you learn to do it?"
"I don ' t know," I shrugged. "Part of it is, I ' m a trained Athlete and we work extensively on controlling our minds and emotions. But truthfully, I think I ' ve always had the ability."
"Can all Athletes do it?" She looked shocked at the notion.
"No," I answered quietly, "But I think they could. I think any human could. We have the ability, we just need to learn how to master it. We ' re getting there." She stayed silent for several moments processing our conversation. Perhaps she understood my capabilities were extraordinary compared to other humans, but she alluded to some interesting ones in herself. "How did you learn to do it?" I questioned.
She shrugged and thought about her answer before speaking. "It wasn ' t something I was trying to do. At University, they teach us to try and quiet our minds and listen. But it isn ' t easy. It ' s difficult for me to quiet my mind in the midst of so much noise. But when I went out to the fields, I was searching for quiet and realized the Descenders were right. When you learned to still your mind, you could hear everything a whole lot better. I
"Okay," I answered, "Tell me about Tory then." We smiled at each other. I knew she wanted to know about me, but I wanted to know about her. How did a girl, a little thing like her, get chosen to be on the most prestigious Crusade team on the planet? It was a curiosity I wanted to unravel and we sat in silence for several moments, each sizing the other one up.
"Okay," she conceded, "I ' m Tory Keevah. I come from the Aquila Grid, and I am the youngest of nine children. We are a family of horticulturists."
"So you ' re an elite horticulturist?" I raised an eyebrow at her. She chuckled at my joke and some of her hesitation receded.
"The Aquila Grid is in the middle of the continent," she continued her story, "There are many flatlands, and also forests. An extensive animal population once thrived there. Crusaders have made great strides in coaxing the animal population back to life, but first the land had to be made safe, right?" I nodded and she went on.
"I ' ve always had an affinity with animals. I feel drawn to them. I can sense them." Her cheeks colored at this admission and she lowered her eyes. "Do I sound ridiculous?"
"Not at all," I answered, fascinated by her candor. "Can you sense people the same way?"
She shook her head. "No, not even close. I have four brothers and four sisters, and their energy has always been one big jumble to me. Our house is a bit chaotic and there ' s never a chance for alone time. Just to find some peace and quiet, I started to slip out after our evening meal to go and sit in the fields far from the house, all by myself. I knew the grasses would conceal me, and I could be alone for as long as I wanted. I would sit there for hours, and then one day, I realized it wasn ' t even quiet out there. I could hear the animals. I could tell where they were and if they were watching me. I could sense if they were frightened or hungry. I know it sounds unbelievable," she added, lowering her eyes again, too sheepish to continue. She had no idea who she was talking to.
"It doesn ' t sound unbelievable, it sounds amazing," I encouraged her. "I can sense people in much the same way." My confession was a surprise, even to me, but if I wanted her to trust me, I needed to trust her.
"You mean you can read my mind? Like a Descender?" She widened her eyes, alarmed by the prospect.
"No," I laughed, "No. I can ' t read minds, and neither can they. It ' s more like what you can sense about the animals. I can often tell how a person is feeling. I can read their energy, not their mind."
"Can you sense what I ' m feeling now?" she asked, curious. I could sense she was skeptical.
"Yes," I admitted. "You want to confide in me, but you aren ' t sure if you can trust me. Also, you ' re not sure if you believe me."
Her cheeks flushed again, but she laughed easily. "Okay, I believe you. How did you learn to do it?"
"I don ' t know," I shrugged. "Part of it is, I ' m a trained Athlete and we work extensively on controlling our minds and emotions. But truthfully, I think I ' ve always had the ability."
"Can all Athletes do it?" She looked shocked at the notion.
"No," I answered quietly, "But I think they could. I think any human could. We have the ability, we just need to learn how to master it. We ' re getting there." She stayed silent for several moments processing our conversation. Perhaps she understood my capabilities were extraordinary compared to other humans, but she alluded to some interesting ones in herself. "How did you learn to do it?" I questioned.
She shrugged and thought about her answer before speaking. "It wasn ' t something I was trying to do. At University, they teach us to try and quiet our minds and listen. But it isn ' t easy. It ' s difficult for me to quiet my mind in the midst of so much noise. But when I went out to the fields, I was searching for quiet and realized the Descenders were right. When you learned to still your mind, you could hear everything a whole lot better. I
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