05-06-2020, 09:41 PM
xi
our gospel is living flesh sprawled in dust
Had Xi possessed any knowledge of children, she would have known that the prospect of explosions would be deemed more exciting than it was dangerous ─ or, perhaps, more exciting because it was dangerous. And so it's with an exasperated sigh that she responds to the obsidian girl's elation, however politely muffled it may be. “No, I can't control them.” Her words, while melodic, are clipped. Xi had not intended to become an exciting new friend to prod and bother.
But then, she is taken aback by the girl's unexpected confession. An ear twitches with interest, slowly pivoting towards the strange child. Her previously dismissive side-eye turns into a more direct observation. Her black pupils narrow in their lake of lavender, and she watches as the girl concentrates long enough to shatter a fallen log on the opposite side of the glassy water, while still surrounding the trio in their invisible globule of muffled sound. A small, short-lived smile twitches at the corners of her lips as she turns her gaze back to the pair.
The girl's display had been impressive, but telling her such would only invite her to continue exploding things ─ and there is only so much Xi can trust a child with the power to manipulate sound and matter like that. In time, though, it could be useful ─ a fact that she lingers on again, when the girl speaks to the extent of her abilities.
Unlike the winged girl, Ivar was blatantly unimpressed by the topic at hand. His syrupy smile had run for the hills, leaving behind a revolted scowl. Somehow, it accentuated his appealing looks, though Xi tries not to dawdle on that. “And if I wanted to live somewhere that could appreciate my talent?” Using the word talent to describe her spontaneous compulsion amuses the winged woman, despite the fact that her facade betrays nothing of the sort. “Where do you live?” she asks of the young girl, pointedly, before she turns her lavender gaze back to the scowling gold-flecked stallion who seemed to be inching towards a breakaway. “You can go.” She laughs under her breath, though the aversion is evident.
Xi has no time for those who shy away from unnatural abilities.
But oh, if only she knew the stories of the kelpie from the deep.
But then, she is taken aback by the girl's unexpected confession. An ear twitches with interest, slowly pivoting towards the strange child. Her previously dismissive side-eye turns into a more direct observation. Her black pupils narrow in their lake of lavender, and she watches as the girl concentrates long enough to shatter a fallen log on the opposite side of the glassy water, while still surrounding the trio in their invisible globule of muffled sound. A small, short-lived smile twitches at the corners of her lips as she turns her gaze back to the pair.
The girl's display had been impressive, but telling her such would only invite her to continue exploding things ─ and there is only so much Xi can trust a child with the power to manipulate sound and matter like that. In time, though, it could be useful ─ a fact that she lingers on again, when the girl speaks to the extent of her abilities.
Unlike the winged girl, Ivar was blatantly unimpressed by the topic at hand. His syrupy smile had run for the hills, leaving behind a revolted scowl. Somehow, it accentuated his appealing looks, though Xi tries not to dawdle on that. “And if I wanted to live somewhere that could appreciate my talent?” Using the word talent to describe her spontaneous compulsion amuses the winged woman, despite the fact that her facade betrays nothing of the sort. “Where do you live?” she asks of the young girl, pointedly, before she turns her lavender gaze back to the scowling gold-flecked stallion who seemed to be inching towards a breakaway. “You can go.” She laughs under her breath, though the aversion is evident.
Xi has no time for those who shy away from unnatural abilities.
But oh, if only she knew the stories of the kelpie from the deep.
@[Quietude] & @[Ivar]
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Xi possesses Spontaneous Shattering.
Noises louder than a whisper result in nearby objects exploding.
Noises louder than a whisper result in nearby objects exploding.