Her hands were wrapped around the coffee mug, staring into contents of the cup. Through out the telling of her story, Ivara's voice had remained steady, as if she were reciting the history of someone else's life, someone else's tragedy.
Everyday, at 3 pm, Nic sat outside Gotham Elementary School to pick up his ward, Jace Matthews. And everyday he had seen this girl, a brunette with streaks of color in her hair that alternated with the days, walk out of the school, alone, toward the road.
When Nic had asked Jace about the girl, he had reported that she was a transfer student from Hong Kong. Quiet girl. Good, quick learner. No one knew much about her. Nic had decided to investigate, which had landed the odd pair in this भोजन करनेवाला, डिनर at 8 pm on a Friday night. For the price of a vegetarian burger, fries, and a coffee, the girl had been willing to tell the kind, young, rather handsome stranger her story. She suspected he would think she was crazy and would leave as soon as she finished. Anyway, she would get a meal out of it.
"She told me that the shape-shifters were अभिनय out of sorts," Ivara continued, "because they had लॉस्ट their connection with their yang, the half of their souls that would go to the spirit world in death. They no longer had consciences, which is why they were able to do such horrible things, like slaughter all those people." She swallowed a hard breath here. "The reason they were attacking the villages, killing all the kids, was because the only way the connection could be recreated was through a young child, one from a village that had retained a connection to the spirit world through the stories told to us द्वारा our elders.
"And that's exactly what the क्वीन needed my help with. She wanted me to become the vessel of the connection."
Ivara pushed up the sleeves of her turtleneck up to her elbows. Now exposed were the marks along her arms. They were like dark बैंगनी, वायलेट veins, except they didn't follow the usual map. The tattoo-like-markings trailed from her wrists, wrapped around her forearms, and disappeared into the sleeves.
"They cover my entire boy, every limb. They're scars that mark me as the connection between the worlds. I.. Can see the spirits of others, their auras. Their emotions, intentions, their very being."
Nic would have asked what he looked like to her, but there was a bigger सवालों he had in mind. "How did आप end up in Gotham?"
"The spirit taught me how to use my powers. या at least, the basics of them. Then one दिन she.." Ivara's voice faltered, and Nic finally saw a spark of emotion in her dark eyes, "Disappeared. There was nothing left for me in China, so I decided to try my luck in the west and changed my name. That was a साल ago."
"The basics of them?"
Ivara looked up, refocusing on the present. "What? Oh.. Yes. I think I could do और than just see या sense the auras. Maybe... Manipulate them, control the subject of the aura. I've already learned to use the wandering auras in the air to support me."
"So आप can fly," Nic summed up. "And आप want to learn how to be telekinetic."
"That's one way to put it."
The fire-caster leaned back in the leather seat. He studied the young girl in front of him who sat with her shoulders hunched, hair falling in her face in a curtain, as if doing her best to seem small, insignificant to the world. She was naive, hopeful, reserved, shy, intelligent, immature, and most certainly और than a little dangerous.
And he saw the potential.
"Ivara, I would like to make आप an offer."
Sorry if this seems rushed या discombobulated. I promise that I tried to make it as clear as possible.
Everyday, at 3 pm, Nic sat outside Gotham Elementary School to pick up his ward, Jace Matthews. And everyday he had seen this girl, a brunette with streaks of color in her hair that alternated with the days, walk out of the school, alone, toward the road.
When Nic had asked Jace about the girl, he had reported that she was a transfer student from Hong Kong. Quiet girl. Good, quick learner. No one knew much about her. Nic had decided to investigate, which had landed the odd pair in this भोजन करनेवाला, डिनर at 8 pm on a Friday night. For the price of a vegetarian burger, fries, and a coffee, the girl had been willing to tell the kind, young, rather handsome stranger her story. She suspected he would think she was crazy and would leave as soon as she finished. Anyway, she would get a meal out of it.
"She told me that the shape-shifters were अभिनय out of sorts," Ivara continued, "because they had लॉस्ट their connection with their yang, the half of their souls that would go to the spirit world in death. They no longer had consciences, which is why they were able to do such horrible things, like slaughter all those people." She swallowed a hard breath here. "The reason they were attacking the villages, killing all the kids, was because the only way the connection could be recreated was through a young child, one from a village that had retained a connection to the spirit world through the stories told to us द्वारा our elders.
"And that's exactly what the क्वीन needed my help with. She wanted me to become the vessel of the connection."
Ivara pushed up the sleeves of her turtleneck up to her elbows. Now exposed were the marks along her arms. They were like dark बैंगनी, वायलेट veins, except they didn't follow the usual map. The tattoo-like-markings trailed from her wrists, wrapped around her forearms, and disappeared into the sleeves.
"They cover my entire boy, every limb. They're scars that mark me as the connection between the worlds. I.. Can see the spirits of others, their auras. Their emotions, intentions, their very being."
Nic would have asked what he looked like to her, but there was a bigger सवालों he had in mind. "How did आप end up in Gotham?"
"The spirit taught me how to use my powers. या at least, the basics of them. Then one दिन she.." Ivara's voice faltered, and Nic finally saw a spark of emotion in her dark eyes, "Disappeared. There was nothing left for me in China, so I decided to try my luck in the west and changed my name. That was a साल ago."
"The basics of them?"
Ivara looked up, refocusing on the present. "What? Oh.. Yes. I think I could do और than just see या sense the auras. Maybe... Manipulate them, control the subject of the aura. I've already learned to use the wandering auras in the air to support me."
"So आप can fly," Nic summed up. "And आप want to learn how to be telekinetic."
"That's one way to put it."
The fire-caster leaned back in the leather seat. He studied the young girl in front of him who sat with her shoulders hunched, hair falling in her face in a curtain, as if doing her best to seem small, insignificant to the world. She was naive, hopeful, reserved, shy, intelligent, immature, and most certainly और than a little dangerous.
And he saw the potential.
"Ivara, I would like to make आप an offer."
Sorry if this seems rushed या discombobulated. I promise that I tried to make it as clear as possible.
Name: फ़र्न Elizabeth Ameer.
Alias: Delirious.
Appearance: Pale. Blood red hair. Sapphire eyes. Scar that runs from her eyebrow to cheek. Golden Wings.
Civvies: Green hoodie, black t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers.
'Stume: Picture.
Powers: Flight(wings)*You didn't see that coming, did ya?*Wink**.
Skills: Hunting. Extremely advanced senses.
Past: Escapee from the School, took shelter at a circus. Hid her wings from others, started accidentally killing everyone. Fled to Germany, hiding her wings for a year, came back to USA.
Notes:
~Fear of heights, despite her birdy-nature.
~Can make her wings blend into her skin, but only for a short period of time, due to it getting extremely uncomfortable.
~Finds interest in rain.
I just had to! And if आप request, I will मिटाइए her...
1. Make a really stupid joke that a 5 साल old might laugh at. Ex) knock-knock jokes, chicken crossing the road jokes.
2. Start अभिनय like a little kid with her.
3. Shooting colored paintballs with a gun.
4. Falling down on purpose
5. Being afraid of an animal she turns into
6. Copying her
7. Sing डिज़्नी songs with her
8. Dance on the तालिका, टेबल with her
9. Randomly start yelling about things that don’t make any sense
10. Babies
11. Bratz गुड़िया (cause their feet are bigger than their heads)
12. Sponge Bob and Plankton गाना the F.U.N song
13. Jello (cause when आप poke it, it wobbles like a hula girl)
14. GUMMY BEARS!!!!
15. Mel slapping people
16. Guys wearing Tuxedo T-shirts
17. Kittens
18. Guys striking out
19. Tom and Jerry (old not new)
20. Casper the Ghost
21. Smiling sun in cartoons
22. The word एस्परैगस, asparagus
23. Asking for फल punch
24. Clowns
25. People saying they are going to kick another person’s butt
2. Start अभिनय like a little kid with her.
3. Shooting colored paintballs with a gun.
4. Falling down on purpose
5. Being afraid of an animal she turns into
6. Copying her
7. Sing डिज़्नी songs with her
8. Dance on the तालिका, टेबल with her
9. Randomly start yelling about things that don’t make any sense
10. Babies
11. Bratz गुड़िया (cause their feet are bigger than their heads)
12. Sponge Bob and Plankton गाना the F.U.N song
13. Jello (cause when आप poke it, it wobbles like a hula girl)
14. GUMMY BEARS!!!!
15. Mel slapping people
16. Guys wearing Tuxedo T-shirts
17. Kittens
18. Guys striking out
19. Tom and Jerry (old not new)
20. Casper the Ghost
21. Smiling sun in cartoons
22. The word एस्परैगस, asparagus
23. Asking for फल punch
24. Clowns
25. People saying they are going to kick another person’s butt
EXTREME SPOILERS FOR DIVIDED WE FALL AHEAD!!!! IF आप HAVE NOT READ THE पूर्व BOOK, DO NOT READ THIS PREVIEW!!!
Scene 2:
"You are a good man." Barbara कहा once more, firmly.
"Thanks, Babs." Sam कहा softly, looking into the red-head's blue eyes. Barbara returned the gaze. Sam leaned आगे and brushed a strand of hair put of her face. "You are one of the best people I have eve met in my life." Sam कहा softly. "I'm glad we're फ्रेंड्स Barbara."
The red-haired girl smiled and leaned forward, pressing her lips slightly to Sam's. Sam reached one hand into her fiery hair and pulled her closer, deepening the किस before breaking off and standing up. "We tried this before. It didn't work out."
"Yeah..." Barbara said, looking to the side. "Sorry."
"Me too." Sam said, slipping on his mask and jumping from the window.
Barbara took a deep breath and about a full sixty सेकंड्स before returning to her computer.
Scene 2:
"You are a good man." Barbara कहा once more, firmly.
"Thanks, Babs." Sam कहा softly, looking into the red-head's blue eyes. Barbara returned the gaze. Sam leaned आगे and brushed a strand of hair put of her face. "You are one of the best people I have eve met in my life." Sam कहा softly. "I'm glad we're फ्रेंड्स Barbara."
The red-haired girl smiled and leaned forward, pressing her lips slightly to Sam's. Sam reached one hand into her fiery hair and pulled her closer, deepening the किस before breaking off and standing up. "We tried this before. It didn't work out."
"Yeah..." Barbara said, looking to the side. "Sorry."
"Me too." Sam said, slipping on his mask and jumping from the window.
Barbara took a deep breath and about a full sixty सेकंड्स before returning to her computer.