Telli walked into the kitchen to prepare a cup of caf...coffee... whatever it was called here without checking for anyone else and couldn't feel the Force presence in front of her over the crackling storm of her own. Occasional sparks of lightning flickered through the air around her and she was focusing on keeping her powers from lashing out. It had been years since she'd felt this out of control and she hated it.

When she entered the room she moved directly towards the coffee pot and started the familiar task of brewing a pot, but not before setting her cane aside. The motions calmed her somewhat, the sparks coming less frequently, but the air still began to smell of ozone as she moved around the room.