09-13-2004, 04:20 AM
While waiting for an answer from Blade, Rogue began to clear hr mind. Keeping the picture of the flying discs in her mind, she began to create a wall in her mind to block out the voices threatening to disrupt her concentration. Running through a gamut of ideas in her mind, she began to visualize a shield. In her mind she saw the sheild expand until it covered the whole group. In her mind it worked. Crossing her fingers for luck, Rogue closed her eyes as she slowed to an almost stop. Taking a deep breath, she whispered, "Here goes nothing."