"Yeah...but I get the feeling that they're just there to remind me that I could kill somebody with this...power of mine." She sighed, her eyes shy and apologetic. "Sorry again...my power isn't as easily preventable as the others." Vanna eyed the slightly burned sleeves of Cian, a regretful look...
"I-I'm trying!" Vanna gasped, digging her nails into the palm of her hands as she stared at the ground, gasping. She backed as far as she could from Cian, her breathing ragged. She paced her breaths desperately, trying to imagine the flames going out. 'Control it, control it!' Imagining a lit...
Vanna nodded quickly, tears sparking in her eyes as she tried to "control it". 'But how?!' Her efforts were becoming more and more in vain as her panic started to fuel the fire. 'Breathe in, breathe out.' She repeated to herself, trying to pace the rising of her chest. 'It's no good, something's...
Vanna let out a squeak as Cian pushed her over, squeezing her eyes shut as she felt the boy land on top of her. Vanna blushed profusely as her eyes darted from Cian to Kent to everyone else in the room, all of whom were just as surprised. "Please don't tell me you were just born with...
Vanna smiled at Cian cheerfully, nodding in gratitude as she followed his direction. "Thank you." she nodded gratefully. She sat down as she was told, breathing in and out slowly and quietly, trying to calm her surprise. All in all, she didn't feel too bad. Well, except the fact that the room...
Vanna nodded slowly, drawing her hands back. "S-Sorry about that.." she said, embarassed. "I didn't mean to do...well, that." Folding her hands behind her back, she could feel her hands grow hotter as the air around her got colder and colder in relation. Vanna could feel a burning sensation grow...
"Eh?" Vanna cocked her head to the side, looking at the boy in confusion. She felt a tingling in her palms grow, and she raised her hand in front of her face. From what she could see, her hands were completely normal, albeit a bit red. "Fire? But.." She tentatively touched her left palm with the...
Vanna bit her lip as she tentatively moved forward, her eyes darting around at the moans of pain and sudden displays of magic. She didn't know what to do at all; feeling so out of place, she was in a peculiar predicament. As far as she could remember, Vanna was out riding her bike at night, with...
Name: Savannah "Vanna" Florence
Age: 18
Occupation: High School Student
Magic Type: Fire Elemental
Appearance: (see posted image to the left)
Personality:
Vanna is bright and optimistic. She can rationalize in high-tension situations, and has the capabilities of a leader despite...