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9th Spell: [Action for Violet]

[She shouldn't be out here. She knows that much. No matter how stir-crazy she was getting inside, she's still sick and she shouldn't be outside wandering around. Fluttershy's going to be furious with her.

And yet, she can't help it. She just desperately wants to be up and about, doing... something. Anything. So she snuck out of their room at the inn in the early morning, and she's now wandering Violet trying to find something to do with herself.

Then the first sparks arcs out from her to the ground. She blinks in surprise, turning to stare at the hand it came from.]

What- [But her question is cut off as another shock leaps out of her, frying the ground again and making her squeak in surprise. Soon, she's turning into a miniature lightning storm, bolts zapping around her again and again as she tries desperately to get these sudden powers under a semblance of control.]

Oh Celestia, what's happening? I can't... control- [A particularly strong blast interrupts her, lunging out in an arc towards any hapless citizens who might have had the bright idea to watch this. Run away!]

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[That noise is more than enough to wake her up. Startled, she looks around in their room... but there's no sin of Twilight. In fright, she heads outside....]

Twiliiight!

[Oh Princesses, of all the people to stumble on her... though really, she should have expected this. Fluttershy wasn't going to sleep through something like this, after all. She raises a hand in warning.]

Fluttershy, stay back! Don't get close to me!

[Lightning leaps from her to right next to her friend's feet, and she curses under her breath, pulling her hand back.]

It's not safe!

[That's a very loud and very scared scream she gives off, jumping to a side. She is clearly terrified - but that doesn't mean she's going anywhere.]

W-what's going on? What happened to you?

I don't know! I woke up this morning and went out for some air, and I just started generating electricity all of a sudden!

[She holds her hands at her sides, trying very hard to shut down the wild crackling of lightning around her.]

Th-there has to be something we can do...

[She tries to approach Twilight, step by step...]

I'm trying to keep it tapped down, but it's just... I have no idea where it came from, much less how to control it. It's like when my magic woke up suddenly back home...

[She steps back as Fluttershy gets closer.]

Shy, be careful! I could electrocute you!

[She stops, for now.]

Maybe... maybe if it's like your magic, then... you need to calm down, and concentrate...?

Calming down isn't proving easy right now!

[Fluttershy does have a point, though. If she can't focus herself, she's pretty much guaranteed to hurt someone... probably Fluttershy.

She desperately closes her eyes shut and tries not to think about that possibility, focusing on trying to put a cap on her power. The electricity does start to wane as Twilight begins to try and channel it.]

[She fidgets, trying to think of how to help.]

Think of yourself as a... as a...

As a jam jar! And... the jam will spill out soon if we don't put a lid on it. So just slowly put the lid on the jam jar.

[This meta is brought to you by the letter J.]

[Well, that's the weirdest analogy she could possibly think of, but she decides to go with it, focusing her mind on the image of a jar packed to overflowing with jam.

Slowly, she envisions herself forcing a lid onto it and beginning to twist. As she does so, the flashes of lightning taper off, little by little.]

I... I think it's working.

I know you can do it! Just a little bit more!

[The imaginary lid tightens as Twilight forces her too-quickly-gained powers back down, breathing in with all the strength her lungs can muster and holding the breath as long as she possibly can before expelling the breath, the crackling electricity vanishing bit by bit.

Finally, it seems to end. The last of the electricity fades, and she stands there, stock still, for a moment. Finally, she opens her eyes.]

I think... it's over.

[After a sigh of relief, she begins approaching Twilight carefully.]

I'm glad, but... what was 'it'?

I'm still not sure. But I was throwing electricity around. And that... illness I've been fighting recently, I kept having strange spasms. They could be connected.

Come to think of it... there have been a lot of odd messages and posts on the Pokegear these past couple of days...

With the static that's been surrounding me, I've been having difficulty even using the Pokegear. What sort of things have you seen?

People finding their mane... I mean, hair, different colors, and growing horns, and their teeth changing shape... Do you think it's connected?

It sounds like it could be. I should have a look at them, except that I don't want to risk the Pokegear. I could still short-circuit it pretty easily.

Do you want me to go get mine? I don't mind if it short-circuits or anything...

Well, if you don't mind pressing the buttons for me... It won't help anyone if I make your gear unusable, and besides, I don't want to damage your things.

It wouldn't be your fault if it got damaged... besides, I care more about you than any things.

[And thus she bounds off to go inside for the gear.]

[Twilight considers following her, but she's not entirely sure she trusts herself inside with these new powers just yet. Instead she stays where she is, trying to channel them a bit.

When Shy comes back, Twilight will be holding a little cat's cradle of electricity in between her hands.]

[And so she returns, Pokegear in hand. She blinks to see the odd bundle of electrics.]

Oh no, did the jam jar lid come off?

Huh? [She blinks at Fluttershy a couple times before realizing what she's talking about.]

Oh, no, I'm trying to actually get some control over this. I mean, if I can use it properly, it ought to be pretty handy, right?

Oh... okay... I guess that'd be good.

[She holds up the Pokegear, trying to scroll through messages.]

They're all such weird posts...

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