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Not like Martin cares about that. He peered at their actions with curiosity.
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Kiaane tosses one at Martin as they pick another one up.
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This time he did react, moving up his hand to grab the pebble before it hit him.
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He gets hit anyway, and his hand goes without anything touching it. Huh.
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Martin raised his head abruptly to look at Kiaane. "What was that!?"
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"A small sedimentary rock," came the response.
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"I know it's a rock! But how did you get it to do that!?"
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"Magic."
Well, here we go again. 
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"Yes, but what kind of magic? How does it work?"
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"Look into it." The "yourself" part goes unsaid.
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Martin grabs the pebble and inspects it closely.
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Nothing special about it, it seems.
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"I can't see anything extraordinary," Martin said with a light hint of protest in his voice.
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They don't really react. Actually, they're already wandering off to something they'd been doing before, the pebbles still in their hands.
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"What are you going to do now?" Martin demanded.
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They just toss a pebble back. Like before, it smacks Martin upside the head.
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He frowned almost imperceptibly, lifting a hand slightly to throw another nearby pebble at Kiaane's head again. "Hey! What was that for?"
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They catch it and then throw it back without a verbal response.
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Martin attempted to deflect the pebble in the air without touching it. He pouted.
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It seems he's actually early by a bit, though he seems to have touched it slightly.
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"Your pebbles are too powerful," he complained.
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They don't react to the complaint. They don't even raise an eyebrow. But it's clear they're not ignoring him, since they send another pebble skidding across the ground to him.
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Martin sluggishly stretched out a hand to stop it.
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To the ground?
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Yes, or whatever direction would be most convenient. But Martin didn't have that purpose in mind. So it would be random.
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Funnily enough, he does.
Kiaane scrutinizes the action and then concludes after a second or two that it was coincidence that his action was able to stop the "projectile".
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Martin just half-shrugged.
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Hard to do that while you're like half on the ground. Admiration.
Kiaane doesn't really think that in those terms, of course, and they don't particularly feel admiration, but they do wonder how he does that on the ground, or something of those terms.
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"Why are you still throwing little pebbles?" 
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Well, Kiaane guesses that it means he's ready for larger rocks, one of which they summon and aim in Martin's direction with a blank expression.