[The Esper feels a growl rising in her chest but Terra pushes it away. She doesn’t want to be mean or short with the boy. He looks hopeful and sweet.
Her claws twitch as the young night pushes forward with the conversation. Light dances at her finger tips becoming charged with the air around them. She can feel the imbalance of power as the world slowly slips into chaos.]
There are enough of us to split up.
[She doesn’t know what compels her to talk of plans or strategies but she tries to force the feeling away. This isn’t time to feel.]
Re: Terra [Esper Form] - [Open]
Her claws twitch as the young night pushes forward with the conversation. Light dances at her finger tips becoming charged with the air around them. She can feel the imbalance of power as the world slowly slips into chaos.]
There are enough of us to split up.
[She doesn’t know what compels her to talk of plans or strategies but she tries to force the feeling away. This isn’t time to feel.]