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Ahn-Dao Chan: Logic
At last, Ahn-Dao's mind had cleared enough to work out what was going on. The people around her acted in a friendly way, it seemed sensible to believe they may be friends given the risks they had taken. They had tried to clothe her, which, given she was intangible, was illogical. However, she knew most people were illogical, so that meant nothing. Then one of them had 'carried' her further into the trees for some reason. Again, this was quite irrational.
"Stop!" she murmured, drifting away from James' grasp, and dropping the winds about her so she was invisible. "This is not logical. The police cannot touch me, and I can make them unable to see me, but all of you can be hurt. Go to your friends, and escort them to safety."
With that she flew back through the trees, to the clearing where a number of security guards were arriving. Some were unconscious or dead. Others were checking them, and still others were hunting for the people who had helped her. This was readily in her powers to control. She concentrated on the breeze, and built it up to a moderate eddy, gathering with it grit and dirt from the ground. She spread this around in a dust devil, cloaking the area and making it impossible for the security to see. As she focused the eddies down into the areas where the individual guards were grouped, she heard their stifled coughs and complaints about the sudden wind that had come up. There was no way they would hunt for anyone in this, and if she controlled it correctly, she could easily make it seem to be just an ordinary, if somewhat brisk wind. Hopefully, her new friends would take the hint and leave.
At last, Ahn-Dao's mind had cleared enough to work out what was going on. The people around her acted in a friendly way, it seemed sensible to believe they may be friends given the risks they had taken. They had tried to clothe her, which, given she was intangible, was illogical. However, she knew most people were illogical, so that meant nothing. Then one of them had 'carried' her further into the trees for some reason. Again, this was quite irrational.
"Stop!" she murmured, drifting away from James' grasp, and dropping the winds about her so she was invisible. "This is not logical. The police cannot touch me, and I can make them unable to see me, but all of you can be hurt. Go to your friends, and escort them to safety."
With that she flew back through the trees, to the clearing where a number of security guards were arriving. Some were unconscious or dead. Others were checking them, and still others were hunting for the people who had helped her. This was readily in her powers to control. She concentrated on the breeze, and built it up to a moderate eddy, gathering with it grit and dirt from the ground. She spread this around in a dust devil, cloaking the area and making it impossible for the security to see. As she focused the eddies down into the areas where the individual guards were grouped, she heard their stifled coughs and complaints about the sudden wind that had come up. There was no way they would hunt for anyone in this, and if she controlled it correctly, she could easily make it seem to be just an ordinary, if somewhat brisk wind. Hopefully, her new friends would take the hint and leave.
