[One minute, Rosalind is standing underneath a tree, waiting impatiently for something to happen. It's a little experiment she's conducting, see. She's perfectly safe, despite the lightning flashing and rain pouring down in buckets. Her arms are crossed over her chest; her head tipped back.
The next minute: she's being bodily moved, shoved out of the way of the falling tree, and the impact shocks her so much that she reacts instinctively: she teleports them.
It's only a few feet away, but combined with his movements, it's enough to get them well out of the way of the tree (which has crashed, by the way, with a mighty boom). She sputters at the man, rain drenching her within a moment.]
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The next minute: she's being bodily moved, shoved out of the way of the falling tree, and the impact shocks her so much that she reacts instinctively: she teleports them.
It's only a few feet away, but combined with his movements, it's enough to get them well out of the way of the tree (which has crashed, by the way, with a mighty boom). She sputters at the man, rain drenching her within a moment.]
What on earth is wrong with you!