chicks love power

[herturn.livejournal.com]

WHO: Nina Sayers | herturn and YOU
WHERE: Around the City! From her way to Gemma's London to Terry's apartment with many, many detours. Because she's bound to get lost in this state.
WHEN: Monday evening/night!
WARNINGS: IDK. Please don't hurt her.
SUMMARY: Gemma's power had an effect on Nina. Basically, she's high on power! So she'll just be acting more relaxed than evuh before. NOW IS THE PERFECT TIME TO MAKE NEW FRIENDS!
FORMAT: WHATEVER YOU PREFER.


Nina watched as the white dress faded away, giving place to her previous clothes again. She frowned with an bewildered smile, finding this transformation strangely amusing, hands sliding up and down her jacket's sleeve to get used to the new (old) fabric. She gave the massive illusion behind her one last look before she walked away with a grin and a soft chuckle, placing the back of her hand against her lips.

Five minutes later, she undid her hairdo. Long and brown hair draped on her shoulders and over her face as she practically glided down the street. She brushed it back with shut eyes. Nina wasn't quite sure where she was anymore, but as far as she was concerned, it didn't matter. She felt good, relaxed and at peace, like everything was right with the world and herself. Nothing in her questioned where she had just come from or what had happened there; nothing questioned the unnaturally good mood that had taken over.

For those sensitive to the power running through her veins, however, there was something clearly not quite right. All the magic and illusion that had been around her had also taken its effect, taken in by her own power without any outlet. Even a few, common passersby could notice a strange glow on her skin -- a visual manifestation of warm chills that appeared and faded like a wave of soft light.

Comments

[herturn.livejournal.com]

Oh... [A beat.] I think you've got the wrong girl, then.

[unhands.livejournal.com]

[ he pretty much ignores what she says to think. a few seconds later and he snaps his fingers, a green spark emerging ]

Nina.

[herturn.livejournal.com]

[Her smile broadens after a moment spent staring at his fingers, utterly fascinated.]

That's me.

[unhands.livejournal.com]

You seem happier than when you first arrived.

[ he's such a detective. ]

[herturn.livejournal.com]

Oh, I am. And it doesn't hurt anymore. [It makes perfect sense for her to say that.]

What's your name?

[unhands.livejournal.com]

Julian.

[ tilts head back ]

What doesn't hurt?

[herturn.livejournal.com]

[Nina stares at Julian, as if realizing what she just said. She shakes her head softly, shying away with a smile.] ... Never mind.

[Her attention goes back to his fingers.] Do it again.

[unhands.livejournal.com]

[ he frowns, momentarily confused ]

Do what again?

[herturn.livejournal.com]

Your fingers. [She points out, like it's the most obvious thing in the world.] I want to see the little light again.

[unhands.livejournal.com]

Oh, uh.

[ it's obvious he wasn't even aware he did it. there's a pause as he holds his hand out, palm up and a green glow forms around it ]

Like that?

[herturn.livejournal.com]

[Her expression should answer it well enough.]

It's so pretty.

[unhands.livejournal.com]

[ his manliness....

closes hand and looks. frustrated. ]

It's not supposed to be.

[herturn.livejournal.com]

[Her eyes widen a bit, lashes flickering up and down before she returns her attention to him. Nina suddenly seems very thoughtful.]

That's a shame.