Eibhlin ignored the rain, the fat drops rolling across her skin, falling to the earth around her.  She smiled slightly as Aisling exerted some control over the rain, thunder shaking the ground beneath their feet as they approached the metal... coach.... what did he call it?  a car?<br/><br/>She could feel the tingle of the strange metal before she passed through the door, the feeling setting her on edge, her teeth clenching slightly as she settled down onto the seat, her eyes narrowed as she watched Conal climb into the car in front of her.  She kept her hands to herself, not wanting to risk touching something that would burn like the gate had.<br/><br/>As they began to move the her sense of unease grew, vibrating up and down her spine as they moved quickly, passing other coaches.... cars on the road.<br/><br/>"Is your home made of this metal too?" she asked, trying to keep the rough edge out of her voice as the strange sensation increased.<br/>