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The 3rd Storm [4th Wall 3]
Dec. 10th, 2011 02:51 amYou have got to be kidding me.
[That may be a familiar voice to some, but it certainly sounds annoyed, and it's easy to tell why. Lightning is wearing this, feather cape attached to the waist plate included. And it's shedding. A lot. So, yes, feathers everywhere and that includes in her hair and face. Amazing what a little breeze can do, isn't it?
Or maybe it's not the breeze. They're sticking pretty well for having any kind of wind around, and when she tries to tug one away it sticks to her fingers like it's been glued there. Up until it sparks like an electric socket, anyway, and her eyes widen. Static electricity can't do that, can't put out that much power, but something can.
A little something called a Thunder spell, which she's just released in time for a bolt of lightning to slam down onto the ground not too far away from her. The smell of ozone lingers even as she stares, just wide-eyed and shocked as if she'd been hit with that spell, before she slams her eyes shut, as if trying to avoid seeing something, or perhaps like she's trying to find something inside herself.
Whatever she was trying to find doesn't show, however, and she sighs in relief, opening her eyes and looking back down at her hand as the sparks of electricity jump between her fingers before she closes her fist around them. She's living up to her name, that's for sure.]
[ooc: tl;dr: Lightning in 13-2 Armor, has her magic back. Troll away :3]
[That may be a familiar voice to some, but it certainly sounds annoyed, and it's easy to tell why. Lightning is wearing this, feather cape attached to the waist plate included. And it's shedding. A lot. So, yes, feathers everywhere and that includes in her hair and face. Amazing what a little breeze can do, isn't it?
Or maybe it's not the breeze. They're sticking pretty well for having any kind of wind around, and when she tries to tug one away it sticks to her fingers like it's been glued there. Up until it sparks like an electric socket, anyway, and her eyes widen. Static electricity can't do that, can't put out that much power, but something can.
A little something called a Thunder spell, which she's just released in time for a bolt of lightning to slam down onto the ground not too far away from her. The smell of ozone lingers even as she stares, just wide-eyed and shocked as if she'd been hit with that spell, before she slams her eyes shut, as if trying to avoid seeing something, or perhaps like she's trying to find something inside herself.
Whatever she was trying to find doesn't show, however, and she sighs in relief, opening her eyes and looking back down at her hand as the sparks of electricity jump between her fingers before she closes her fist around them. She's living up to her name, that's for sure.]
[ooc: tl;dr: Lightning in 13-2 Armor, has her magic back. Troll away :3]
