She awoke to a rythmic jolting, her head aching. She wanted to open her eyes but they wouldn't obey her. She realized someone, maye something, was holding her and walking. Her reflexes kicked in and she tried to sposta away. But not being able to see things made it hard.
"Relax! It's just me!"
The sound of the voice should have made her scared. Instead, she relaxed. His voice had changed to a deep echo inside his chest with the slightest undertone of a hiss. But it was still him.
"Why can't I open my eyes?"
"Cyvus cast some sort of spell. As soon as te were out, he and Syl left."
"How am I supposed to help if I can't see??!"
"He wants te to use your other ability."
She stayed silent, but could feel him looking at her every so often.
"Did he tell te what it was?" she whispered.
Terror looked down at the warrior in his arms. Her voice had been so soft, almost vulnerable.
"No. And te don't have to either."
He waited for a nod, but she didn't indicate that she had heard him.
"Put me on the ground."
Albeit surprised, he did as she bade. Once her feet hit solid earth, she gained her balance.
"Becca te don't have to-"
"You need to know. o te won't be able to concontrate on fighting."
He stepped away from her, letting her have room to demonstrate this ability of hers. Her eyes stayed closed and she could hear him. Her body tensed up.
“Are te okay?”
She shook her head and he came back to her.
“I can't mostra te without touching you.”
“Sorry. Here.”
He took her hand and gave it a small squeeze.
“Go on. mostra me.”
She nodded and her hand sparked his. Then his vision disappeared and he could see nothing. Green started to appear, then blue, and grey. He breathed out a “whoa” then turned to look at Becca. Instead of seeing her, he saw red.
“Becca??”
“I'm here. What te see is the spirit auras. Green for nature, blue for water, grey for stone-”
“And red is living things.”
She nodded, at least he thought she did, and pulled her hand away. His vision cleared and he stood looking at her.
“So te can beat them up while I go fetch him?”
“Yes.”
“Then let's go. We have a princess to save.”
"Relax! It's just me!"
The sound of the voice should have made her scared. Instead, she relaxed. His voice had changed to a deep echo inside his chest with the slightest undertone of a hiss. But it was still him.
"Why can't I open my eyes?"
"Cyvus cast some sort of spell. As soon as te were out, he and Syl left."
"How am I supposed to help if I can't see??!"
"He wants te to use your other ability."
She stayed silent, but could feel him looking at her every so often.
"Did he tell te what it was?" she whispered.
Terror looked down at the warrior in his arms. Her voice had been so soft, almost vulnerable.
"No. And te don't have to either."
He waited for a nod, but she didn't indicate that she had heard him.
"Put me on the ground."
Albeit surprised, he did as she bade. Once her feet hit solid earth, she gained her balance.
"Becca te don't have to-"
"You need to know. o te won't be able to concontrate on fighting."
He stepped away from her, letting her have room to demonstrate this ability of hers. Her eyes stayed closed and she could hear him. Her body tensed up.
“Are te okay?”
She shook her head and he came back to her.
“I can't mostra te without touching you.”
“Sorry. Here.”
He took her hand and gave it a small squeeze.
“Go on. mostra me.”
She nodded and her hand sparked his. Then his vision disappeared and he could see nothing. Green started to appear, then blue, and grey. He breathed out a “whoa” then turned to look at Becca. Instead of seeing her, he saw red.
“Becca??”
“I'm here. What te see is the spirit auras. Green for nature, blue for water, grey for stone-”
“And red is living things.”
She nodded, at least he thought she did, and pulled her hand away. His vision cleared and he stood looking at her.
“So te can beat them up while I go fetch him?”
“Yes.”
“Then let's go. We have a princess to save.”
Name: felce Elizabeth Ameer.
Alias: Delirious.
Appearance: Pale. Blood red hair. Sapphire eyes. Scar that runs from her eyebrow to cheek. Golden Wings.
Civvies: Green hoodie, black t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers.
'Stume: Picture.
Powers: Flight(wings)*You didn't see that coming, did ya?*Wink**.
Skills: Hunting. Extremely advanced senses.
Past: Escapee from the School, took shelter at a circus. Hid her wings from others, started accidentally killing everyone. Fled to Germany, hiding her wings for a year, came back to USA.
Notes:
~Fear of heights, despite her birdy-nature.
~Can make her wings blend into her skin, but only for a short period of time, due to it getting extremely uncomfortable.
~Finds interest in rain.
I just had to! And if te request, I will cancella her...