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<blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 5965505" data-attributes="member: 4936"><p>As she lay there, staring up at the ridiculous looking emo guy, Michelle realized she was going to die. That thing he did...it had blown up a truck. She was just a person. A person who was going to die.</p><p></p><p>The surprising thing, no the <em>shocking</em> thing, was that it wasn't scary. It was...liberating. All the pressure gone. All the CRAP gone. All the weight falling away. She felt light as a kite.</p><p></p><p>Maybe that was why, when she made a futile, instinctive effort to push away...she sent herself literally flying through the air. It wasn't flight though, not exactly. Her trajectory was ballistic, and she had no ability to control where she went. It was more like either she got really strong, or her weight was all but cancelled out. </p><p></p><p>Either way, the flash of the explosion in the spot she'd been less than half a second before singed her hair and eyebrows, and curled the nylon fibers in her suit jacket.</p><p></p><p>In the end she only went maybe ten feet before hitting the ground and tumbling over once...twice, and finally managing to stagger to her feet. But it was enough.</p><p></p><p>She was <em>alive.</em> Adrenalin sang in her blood like a chorus of Valkyries. The world was sharper and clearer and more vibrant. Every breath, every heartbeat, was in her ears and thudding through her body, and they were <em>gifts</em> and not to be <em>squandered.</em> </p><p></p><p>Streaks of light coruscated around her, and Michelle realized that they looked how she felt. Bright and razor sharp and <em>fast slashy cutty flashing redyellowlavender</em>... She held out her hands, and the lights slid down out of the air and pooled into gibbering blobs of radiance that flickered and undulated around her digits like she was clutching the scrambled pictures from unpaid pay-per-view programming there.</p><p></p><p>Could she defend herself with this though?</p><p></p><p>A laugh tore itself out of her throat. It was absurd. It was a cosmic joke. She'd wake up any second with a doctor gravely staring down at her to tell her that the tumor was inoperable.</p><p></p><p>But until then...</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Yellow">"Trucks don't fight back,"</span> she informed her aggressors with confidence she had no right to feel. <span style="color: Yellow">"I do. Who wants to go first?"</span></p><p></p><p>Somehow, she managed to keep the fear and confusion out of her face, out of her voice, as she confronted the two insane demon-people. She didn't know how to use loopy, Rainbow Brite powers, but she knew how to project an image. In this case, the image of someone who knew damn well she was going to <em>wipe the floor</em> with these two, and was only being polite in offering them a chance to get away intact first.</p><p></p><p>(Edit - Sorry, forgot to post an ACTION. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /> She's using Intimidate to Demoralize, if possible. On her turn, if this is not her turn.)</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Shayuri, post: 5965505, member: 4936"] As she lay there, staring up at the ridiculous looking emo guy, Michelle realized she was going to die. That thing he did...it had blown up a truck. She was just a person. A person who was going to die. The surprising thing, no the [i]shocking[/i] thing, was that it wasn't scary. It was...liberating. All the pressure gone. All the CRAP gone. All the weight falling away. She felt light as a kite. Maybe that was why, when she made a futile, instinctive effort to push away...she sent herself literally flying through the air. It wasn't flight though, not exactly. Her trajectory was ballistic, and she had no ability to control where she went. It was more like either she got really strong, or her weight was all but cancelled out. Either way, the flash of the explosion in the spot she'd been less than half a second before singed her hair and eyebrows, and curled the nylon fibers in her suit jacket. In the end she only went maybe ten feet before hitting the ground and tumbling over once...twice, and finally managing to stagger to her feet. But it was enough. She was [i]alive.[/i] Adrenalin sang in her blood like a chorus of Valkyries. The world was sharper and clearer and more vibrant. Every breath, every heartbeat, was in her ears and thudding through her body, and they were [i]gifts[/i] and not to be [i]squandered.[/i] Streaks of light coruscated around her, and Michelle realized that they looked how she felt. Bright and razor sharp and [i]fast slashy cutty flashing redyellowlavender[/i]... She held out her hands, and the lights slid down out of the air and pooled into gibbering blobs of radiance that flickered and undulated around her digits like she was clutching the scrambled pictures from unpaid pay-per-view programming there. Could she defend herself with this though? A laugh tore itself out of her throat. It was absurd. It was a cosmic joke. She'd wake up any second with a doctor gravely staring down at her to tell her that the tumor was inoperable. But until then... [COLOR="Yellow"]"Trucks don't fight back,"[/COLOR] she informed her aggressors with confidence she had no right to feel. [COLOR="Yellow"]"I do. Who wants to go first?"[/COLOR] Somehow, she managed to keep the fear and confusion out of her face, out of her voice, as she confronted the two insane demon-people. She didn't know how to use loopy, Rainbow Brite powers, but she knew how to project an image. In this case, the image of someone who knew damn well she was going to [i]wipe the floor[/i] with these two, and was only being polite in offering them a chance to get away intact first. (Edit - Sorry, forgot to post an ACTION. :) She's using Intimidate to Demoralize, if possible. On her turn, if this is not her turn.) [/QUOTE]
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