08-05-2018, 08:59 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px;"]Powers exist in this world--Imperia knows that. Even she is in possession of several, though she oftentimes forgets about their existence. Or rather, she forgets that they are at her disposal. The first time she learned she had a power was when her father first transitioned from verbal to physical abuse. Her bones ached, and it hurt to breathe. Imperia cannot remember ever being more terrified in her life. Up until that point, the girl tried her hardest to convince herself that, in spite of his behavior, Pierre still loved her. With every blow it became clearer and clearer that she would have to face the truth, but at the time all she could do was pray to the Maker that somehow, no one would ever be able to hit her again. And then, just like magic, the blows stopped. But not because her father had come to his senses, but because Imperia had become intangible. He could see her, but he could no longer touch her. That was the first day Peri began believing in the existence of a higher power. Shortly thereafter, Peri learned that she can turn invisible, though mostly when she experiences extreme terror.
The most recent occurrence resulted in Imperia being pulled from this dimension and into another one altogether. It looked like space, but it was somewhere...in between. Everywhere and Nowhere. The Maker spoke to her there, in that place in between. She saw the planets and the stars, touched by the Everything. And then, like the flip of a switch, she was launched back into reality. Out of the sea and onto the shore. Ever since then, she has been able to see people's auras. At first, Imperia thought it was due to her concussion from landing harshly on the shore or if it was the medical repercussions of extended lack of oxygen. But she is fine now physically, and she still sees colors. It is strange, but the Maker did tell her that she was to receive a blessing.
It touched the she-wolf to see how many people cared about her, even if all their hovering bodies was a but overwhelming after an encounter with her Goddess and the subsequent concussion. Her previous power discoveries were saturated with rage upon discovering Imperia could not longer be seen or touched unless she wanted to, which meant that the physical harassment was stopped. But this time, people were happy to see that she was safe.
None of Peri's abilities are offensive, which is why she often forgets about her "powers." To her, they are merely defensive tools or a supernatural skill that is worthless beyond being able to read another's emotions. Thus, the gentle cleric continues life as usual. At present, the elegant creature walks quietly through the foliage, gaze locked somewhere on the distance horizon as she heads home after a day spent collecting herbs. The familiar shape of Agent Washington catches her attention as she passes near the forest. "Salut, mon ami!" greets the lovely huntress as she approaches. Her expression is warm, if not a little tired. Moon has been missing for almost a day now, and it is beginning to worry her. Peri has been trying to keep her mind off of things and allow the more capable members to conduct their search, but the girl hates feeling so helpless. "Did you discover something new?" she asks, acknowledging the notebook in which Washington writes.
The most recent occurrence resulted in Imperia being pulled from this dimension and into another one altogether. It looked like space, but it was somewhere...in between. Everywhere and Nowhere. The Maker spoke to her there, in that place in between. She saw the planets and the stars, touched by the Everything. And then, like the flip of a switch, she was launched back into reality. Out of the sea and onto the shore. Ever since then, she has been able to see people's auras. At first, Imperia thought it was due to her concussion from landing harshly on the shore or if it was the medical repercussions of extended lack of oxygen. But she is fine now physically, and she still sees colors. It is strange, but the Maker did tell her that she was to receive a blessing.
It touched the she-wolf to see how many people cared about her, even if all their hovering bodies was a but overwhelming after an encounter with her Goddess and the subsequent concussion. Her previous power discoveries were saturated with rage upon discovering Imperia could not longer be seen or touched unless she wanted to, which meant that the physical harassment was stopped. But this time, people were happy to see that she was safe.
None of Peri's abilities are offensive, which is why she often forgets about her "powers." To her, they are merely defensive tools or a supernatural skill that is worthless beyond being able to read another's emotions. Thus, the gentle cleric continues life as usual. At present, the elegant creature walks quietly through the foliage, gaze locked somewhere on the distance horizon as she heads home after a day spent collecting herbs. The familiar shape of Agent Washington catches her attention as she passes near the forest. "Salut, mon ami!" greets the lovely huntress as she approaches. Her expression is warm, if not a little tired. Moon has been missing for almost a day now, and it is beginning to worry her. Peri has been trying to keep her mind off of things and allow the more capable members to conduct their search, but the girl hates feeling so helpless. "Did you discover something new?" she asks, acknowledging the notebook in which Washington writes.