thespectacularstorm
Mistress of the Elements
Portia Lovelace
Portia's hand retreated back to her chest nervous to reach out. Friends don't hurt friends. She started to reach out toward Evelyn's hand but the moment the slightest spark raced to her fingertips she retreated again. Her breaths started to pick up the pace again at the thought of hurting one of her only friends. No! I can do this. If Eve believes in me then... She took a deep breath, closing her eyes to focus on the flow of electricity around her. Then I have to believe too. Slowly the electrical currents that bloomed around her dimmed into faded sparks then evaporated into the air. She looked tired, exhausted really with her puffy eyes and weighted breath. Portia took the extended hand into her own, gripping it firmly to pull herself from the ground. "At least the floors were clean..." She had a slight tint to her fair skin in the cheek and nose area from how hot she had become. "Thank you... I needed that. Nobody's ever trusted me to not put them in the hospital." It was hard to speak in between pants but she managed, taking her attention to the sink to cool down her skin. The bandages around her arms were crumpled and singed, loose strands of her hair that floated around her stuck out from their orderly position, and she had one sock down to her ankle. She pulled the sock up and undid the bandages, tossing them into the trash bin, as well as rolled her sleeves down to cover the burns. Portia didn't like people staring at her and having patches littered across her fair skin was going to attract just that. "I hope they have cheese sticks for lunch... I like cheese sticks." She said softly as she splashed a bit of water onto her face. LOCATION:: Girl's bathroom
INTERACTIONS:: G4hardcore