Seventeenth PSI

[a_gentle_boy]

[Lucas has a package!  It is very large and it is wrapped up all nicely on his driveway, blocking the passage of any cars.  He wonders momentarily what he could have possibly gotten back until realizing that he only has one 'possession' that's shaped like this.  After spending about twenty minutes carefully removing it from its packaging, Lucas beams at the extremely odd . . . thing.]

Hi.  It's nice to see you again.

[With that, he gets on.  And is instantly dragged away.]

W-Wha . . . Uwahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  S-S-Slowwww d-doooooown!

[He hangs on for dear life.
Mr. Saturn's Tea Table is rampaging around the town!  Lucas has forgotten how to control this thing and is liable to smash into anybody and everything.  It's a little smaller than a car and seats four.  Here is a picture although it's larger than that in canon.  Here is a video demonstrating it running things over.]

Sorry!  . . .   Ah, get out of the way! . . .   I-I'll heal you later . . . !   Tea Table!   You've got to calm down!

Comments

[resurrectinto.livejournal.com]

Alright, you... demented table! [Cannot believe she just said that.]

Stop right there!

[She takes a flying leap to try and halt the table, latching onto it. This is probably a bad idea.]

[legendschild.livejournal.com]

[The table hits Yutaro as it passes by]

H-hey!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

How about Officer Grady?

[an-zero.livejournal.com]

...Points for effort, but I don't think that's going to do it.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

No, it --

[That's probably all she catches before Lucas goes away again. The next time around.]

It's made by a lot of people who look like walking heads with big noses called Mr. Saturns and they make a lot of weird things in general!

[This is said in one breath.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas refrains from launching into his usual questions about chimeras, backing up another step instead.]

With my PSI. Like this.

[Whoosh. Lucas is glowing now.]

[princessoffrogs.livejournal.com]

[Shouting at him as they go by.]

But I am a princess, I may be able to help!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[The table bucks back and forth for a few seconds, but soon settles down; Lucas just gapes at his new passenger for a few seconds before smiling.]

I was going to say you could borrow it to have tea sometime. Once it calmed down.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[The table . . . neighs. How this is accomplished is unknown, but the back begins to buck up and down a good deal. Its momentum is barely lessened, though. Lucas stares in horror and begins to crawl towards the back to try and help Margot.]</small. You'll hurt yourself! U-Um! Wait, don't let go! I'll help you on!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Aaah! I'm sorry! Wait, hold on!

[There's a completely wild shot of PSI Lifeup in Yutaro's direction that probably misses completely. Lucas continues to scream until he fades in the distance.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Just joking. . . . I'd need a bigger table, probably.

. . .

Did you get, um. New clothes, Mr. Zero?

[legendschild.livejournal.com]

[And there that boy and his table goes.

Leaving Yutaro, for the possibly first time in his life, speechless from the awkwardness.]

...

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

You can kiss it if you want but I don't --

[Dum de dum hey look it's coming back around from the opposite direction this time and a little sooner at that.]

I don't think it would turn into a prince it'd probably turn into a horse if it turned into anything all.

[an-zero.livejournal.com]

No. This is my real body. I'm a machine again.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Don't worry, Yutaro! If you wait around 5 minutes, Lucas will be looping around and doing the exact same thing!]

[princessoffrogs.livejournal.com]

[Pearl is enough of a derp to fully believe that she can turn this table into a prince -- or a horse. With the way things are going, she'll take what she can get.]

Well hold it still! I cannot get close enough if it is moving!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

W-What, really?!

. . .

Is it weird if I ask to feel it?

[legendschild.livejournal.com]

[Loop and loop, and loop, and loop.]

Uh, do you need any help there?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

I'm trying! . . . I'm circling it around and I think it's slowing down!

[A few more laps and the table is down to a walking pace.]

[an-zero.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but go ahead if you really want.

[He holds out a hand. His fingers will feel like skin, but everything black and red will feel like armor.]

[teacup-parry.livejournal.com]

Oh? I appreciate the thought, though it seems a little untamed for my use...

[princessoffrogs.livejournal.com]

[Pearl is scurrying after it. When she's in range, she leans down... misses. Moving target, okay.

Tries again.

Kiss!]

[insectoidalien.livejournal.com]

I see. It seems pretty useful. Maybe I won't destroy you.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm fine! Did I get you the first time?

[Have a better aimed shot of healing PSI, Yutaro.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Ohh . . .

[Lucas oohs and ahhs a little as he slowly feels the Zero's arm.]

. . . And this is all completely made by humans?