I. Moira, Mero Deck [You're not a miracle. You're--
Wanda wakes with a start, gasping and confused. Red is already twining around her fingers without her consciously reaching for it and for a moment Wanda doesn't dare do anything but clutch her hands to her chest and breathe.
Her heartbeat won't settle. The projected feelings are too overwhelming without something to ground her, so Wanda slips out of her egg-bed, grabs Pietro's jacket, and throws it over her pajamas. That helps a little bit, but it's not enough.
Cold water, maybe? Wanda rushes for the bathroom next, tries splashing her face with the water on the lowest setting. If only emotions were an easy thing to banish...]
II. Harashan [The atmosphere's changed. Wanda's still not fully recovered from the recent revelations but the Moira feels like a cage right now. She needs the open sky.
What she doesn't need is the angry group who has her surrounded and backed against one of the graffitied walls. Normally, four men would be laughable - she's incapacitated far worse. Wanda raises her hands to deal with the situation, but a curious thing happens. Her face goes white and she stops whatever she was about to do. The energy goes out like a candle flame.
She could probably use some assistance.]
III. Avelle [It's so crowded that it's no wonder Wanda crashes into someone chasing after the strange woman. Maybe you were pushed, maybe she was, maybe you both were. Either way, Wanda's backing up, trying to get her bearings.]
I'm sorry, there was...there was a woman running. Did you see her?
IV. Wild Card! ((ooc: feel free to request a specific starter or come up with your own. Please contact me first if you want to do anything in St. Murtel.))
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[You're not a miracle. You're--
Wanda wakes with a start, gasping and confused. Red is already twining around her fingers without her consciously reaching for it and for a moment Wanda doesn't dare do anything but clutch her hands to her chest and breathe.
Her heartbeat won't settle. The projected feelings are too overwhelming without something to ground her, so Wanda slips out of her egg-bed, grabs Pietro's jacket, and throws it over her pajamas. That helps a little bit, but it's not enough.
Cold water, maybe? Wanda rushes for the bathroom next, tries splashing her face with the water on the lowest setting. If only emotions were an easy thing to banish...]
II. Harashan
[The atmosphere's changed. Wanda's still not fully recovered from the recent revelations but the Moira feels like a cage right now. She needs the open sky.
What she doesn't need is the angry group who has her surrounded and backed against one of the graffitied walls. Normally, four men would be laughable - she's incapacitated far worse. Wanda raises her hands to deal with the situation, but a curious thing happens. Her face goes white and she stops whatever she was about to do. The energy goes out like a candle flame.
She could probably use some assistance.]
III. Avelle
[It's so crowded that it's no wonder Wanda crashes into someone chasing after the strange woman. Maybe you were pushed, maybe she was, maybe you both were. Either way, Wanda's backing up, trying to get her bearings.]
I'm sorry, there was...there was a woman running. Did you see her?
IV. Wild Card!
((ooc: feel free to request a specific starter or come up with your own. Please contact me first if you want to do anything in St. Murtel.))