Who: Elle Bishop Where: Outside at the picnic tables in the Bravo camp. What: Interaction When: Now. Rating: TBA . Notes: Figure out the rating if anyone tags it. Open: Yes. Status: In progress
Elle was having a restless night, dreams kept invading her sleep, nightmares, memories, so she figured it was best to just stay up until she was so tired that she would pass out.
Sitting on one of the tables, she watched some of the people walk around her. Some where just up to be up, others were pulling the nightshift, something she was thinking she might want to join since she wasn’t doing anything anyways.
Leaning over she held her hand out, making a little energy ball, it was a nervous tick she had when she was bored, plus it was part of her training when she little, so it was something she just did without thinking about it.
She made the ball grow, very slowly and then deceased the size, Elle wasn’t sure how long she had been sitting there, but she got wrapped into playing with her ability that she stop listening to her surroundings.