Angie Baines (_empath) wrote in genome_project, @ 2011-02-11 14:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | february 2011 |
WHO: Angie and Amy Baines.
WHAT: Powers going craaaazy.
WHEN: Right after classes.
WHERE: A classroom on school.
RATING: PG-13 for wording, cursing, and mild trauma?
WARNING: Chances are Angie will twist the emotions of whoever comes close to her for a while, until she calms down.
After a very fulfilling -if goddamned cold- day at school, Angie had packed her things and decided to head to the gym for some tumbling and exercising. Not quite training, but enough for her to relax and let some of the stress of the past few days behind. There will be intensive workout once she had managed to find some extra time, most likely after finding herself a dress and getting over Valentine's; she wasn't about to risk breaking her neck while musing if she should as J.J about matching colors and dancing policies, it just wouldn't do.
But as Angie exited the classroom along her classmates, something changed. Suddenly she was feeling more than the talks of her friends, the warm air of the school or even the chill of some open window. Emotions, emotions everywhere seemed to be pulled towards her by invisible strings, hitting her right on the face and mixing with the torrent that seemed to surround her. Happiness, boredom, expectancy, angst, fury, arousal, hatred, everything around her seemed to explode with emotions. Angie almost fell to her knees out of the shock, but managed to duck as if she were under heavy fire and run into another classroom, this one empty, leaving the door open -it wouldn't matter anyway- and hoping the place would empty soon. Breathing was just about the hardest thing to accomplish at the moment; Angie felt herself drowning, gasping for air as she closed her eyes and rocked back and forth against the wall next to the door, trying not to scream. Or laugh. Or moan, or whatever the emotions were making her feel.