She had flinched back when he aimed the sonic at her, like she was afraid she'd be struck. That knocked the hood aside, showing a pale face. The Sapphire was gone so she just looked like an underfed scrawny little kid who might be beautiful some day, but whose face was too angular and sharp for a child. There were dark shadows under her pale blue eyes, as though she had not slept in weeks, or slept little and fitfully, for longer. Her blond hair was long and limp, in a poor attempt at sausage curls that might have had a chance if she hadn't been so clearly malnourished.
As for the readings. Human. Ish. But her psychic energy? Off the charts. There were whole worlds that didn't come close to the amount of psychic energy in that underfed little kid.
"I can leave," she whispered. The voice was now a normal little kid's voice. Well, normal if one accepted that a child could or should ever sound that terrified.
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Date: 2021-03-04 05:25 am (UTC)As for the readings. Human. Ish. But her psychic energy? Off the charts. There were whole worlds that didn't come close to the amount of psychic energy in that underfed little kid.
"I can leave," she whispered. The voice was now a normal little kid's voice. Well, normal if one accepted that a child could or should ever sound that terrified.