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Pauling's been out of commission for the past three days, feeling drained, being sick and- as she begun to gain the more obvious symptoms- researching what she can do.
She's changed quite a bit, her form's altered itself drastically and her voice has gained an icy tone, almost like echoing in a frozen cave.
[Action A] Hotel Room
The hotel room is almost entirely white, the body of the P.A. giving off such low temperatures that anything around her has decided it would just freeze or frost over. Her body's adjusted to the temperature so much that she's no longer effected by it, but instead seems to be hiding away from the sun outside. It almost burns when she touches it.
And so sits Miss Pauling, all windows and curtains closed to keep out the warmth. She's getting a little annoyed that her pens keep freezing so quickly they become useless. How is she meant to write with these?
[Action B] Violet City
She's decided she's had enough of frozen pens and breaking things. She needs to put her research into play, needing to test it on something. If she wasn't so cooped up in her own thoughts, she'd be slightly excited and yet nervous that she has to test something by herself.
Actually, she doesn't. Perhaps she can convince the RED Scout to do her a little work... Hell, TFi pay- paid him, she's sure she can get something out of the boy.
She'll be wondering around Violet City in the evening, cooling over the air and looking irritated by the last of the sunshine.
[Video]
Just wondering, but what symptoms are others coming contracting?
[Simple and short and video. Simple and short because she's only interested in the figures for research. Video because she needs to get her question across properly.]
((ooc; Miss Pauling's a Lvl 5 Ice-mutant. She's really interested in what's doing this and if there's a way to harness the power for TFi, so she's a little wrapped up in her ways.))
She's changed quite a bit, her form's altered itself drastically and her voice has gained an icy tone, almost like echoing in a frozen cave.
[Action A] Hotel Room
The hotel room is almost entirely white, the body of the P.A. giving off such low temperatures that anything around her has decided it would just freeze or frost over. Her body's adjusted to the temperature so much that she's no longer effected by it, but instead seems to be hiding away from the sun outside. It almost burns when she touches it.
And so sits Miss Pauling, all windows and curtains closed to keep out the warmth. She's getting a little annoyed that her pens keep freezing so quickly they become useless. How is she meant to write with these?
[Action B] Violet City
She's decided she's had enough of frozen pens and breaking things. She needs to put her research into play, needing to test it on something. If she wasn't so cooped up in her own thoughts, she'd be slightly excited and yet nervous that she has to test something by herself.
Actually, she doesn't. Perhaps she can convince the RED Scout to do her a little work... Hell, TFi pay- paid him, she's sure she can get something out of the boy.
She'll be wondering around Violet City in the evening, cooling over the air and looking irritated by the last of the sunshine.
[Video]
Just wondering, but what symptoms are others coming contracting?
[Simple and short and video. Simple and short because she's only interested in the figures for research. Video because she needs to get her question across properly.]
((ooc; Miss Pauling's a Lvl 5 Ice-mutant. She's really interested in what's doing this and if there's a way to harness the power for TFi, so she's a little wrapped up in her ways.))
[video]
Date: 2012-07-20 06:31 am (UTC)Similar to yours, it looks like. Although different enough.
[Level 5 bros! Although fire, on his end.]
[video]
Date: 2012-08-01 02:14 pm (UTC)The burn scars she's seen before, but never the horn-like growths- well, other than her own.]
Fire instead of Ice. Do they hurt? [all of it.]
[video]
Date: 2012-08-02 01:35 am (UTC)[Not so much hurt, as a weird dull throb where he can feel them connect to ... something. There's a faint grimace before ne nods back to her, the things coming out of her forehead.]
Yours?
[Action B]
Date: 2012-07-20 05:29 pm (UTC)He wanders toward the gym, contemplating going inside and challenging the leader, when he thinks he sees a familiar face from the corner of his eye. He changes his direction and heads toward the person he knows, waving.]
Yo!
[Action B]
Date: 2012-08-01 02:19 pm (UTC)[She looks a lot more worn out after the morning of 'let's freeze the hotel room', smiling a lot less as her cheery disposition is being saved for later.
She's looking him up and down subtly; she can already feel the heat and she's noticed the sweat. Nothing else of importance. A shame really.
She has to watch with her choice of words around this boy; 'You're hot' may cause some horrible repercussions]
You look like you've been around the Pyro.