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The young woman backed up a bit and called back, “Um… You have tentacles. That’s… pretty cool. My name is Alba… Alba Logan. I was just hanging up here on the roof. Would you like to join me?” She was trying to be kind despite the tentacles throwing her off a little bit. She brushed her hair back a little bit and hugged the center of the roof.
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The woman would maintain her composure and try to maintain her levitation. She would continue to merely mouth the phrase as she said it in her mind. Soon, her levitation began to even out without her requiring too much thought on it. She relaxed enough to stop mouthing the words and still maintain the levitation. She opened her eyes and looked out, remaining calm as she tried to maintain levitating while she stood herself up. This only caused her to fall down the two inches she was levitating. She flapped her arms in rage, causing her feathers to catch a light breeze and float off the side of the building. She was getting so close she could taste it but there was something bothering her. Her animal side was picking up static feeling. She wanted to move away from whatever was approaching but instead forced herself into her human form.
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She focused as she felt her body levitate and descend as she tried to get herself to be stable in her levitation. She lost focus for a second and fell on her butt. She rubbed it as she stood up and sighed. She crossed her legs and started focusing again, levitating worse than before. She tried to focus more and chanted in order, the name of her home, her Azarathian name, then the closing word. She felt it become stable once more and she took deep breaths, trying to say them quieter. She kept herself stable and tried to stop speaking and just repeat it in her mind. She felt the instability and began speaking it gently again. This made her even out once more. She mouthed the words then, thinking them and maintaining her height. She then slowly stopped mouthing her words to levitate just merely on her thought.
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The lonely little owl lady remained on her hiding spot and thought to preen herself again, combing her fingers through her hair. She saw a sudden blue streak out of no where and jumped. She moved her arms over her head and then just sighed when she saw it was gone. She then feld her legs and concentrated, levitating a little as she chanted to herself, hoping to gain better control of her abilities. Her levitation was not entirely stable but she knew that she could work on it right now.
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She stayed atop the building she was on, not noticing a single thing. She did take to turning back into owl form and trying to fly up to a taller building before settling down again. She was severely tired physically from trying to keep either a human or owl form. She found a nice satellite dish to curl up on.
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She remained atop the building until something caught her eye. It seemed a human was approaching from below, her wishing to escape possible contact with the being. She stood and began moving away from the edge, taking to the other side of the building to hide from the human. She had to stay out of sight and maybe they would rub it off as just seeing things. She even ran fast enough to leap to the next building and take refuge on the middle of its roof. She nearly fell so her claws helped her correct herself as she scrambled from sight.
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The owl form remained perched on the post until she could no longer hold that form anymore, reverting in her tired state back to her natural form. Luckily she’d already preened all the feathers. But now there was a feathered white and slightly blue owl human hybrid up on the post. She balanced herself with her feet claws and since she could not fly in this form, she began focusing and muttering to herself silently. She began to levitate and she cautiously placed herself on top of a building. Something shiny caught her eye in the distance and found there seemed to be something but it promptly disappeared. She looked down upon her being then and sat herself down on the building top in an attempt to remain hidden.
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A young lady, not too tall as she was only thirteen years of age, sulked around within the alleys of Gotham, her true form fully present as she kept to the darkness. The soft lights seemed to make her white feathers glow and the hair turned blue shimmer against the darkness. Her clothing was that of a standard private school girl, her tired from needing to hold a human form all day. She knew there was chaos amuck, but she tended towards the edges of Gotham. She attempted to stay to the darkness, though that not being her ally. She instead allowed her form to crackle and shift, taking the form of a snow white owl that soared into the air and set itself on a street lamp. She began to preen her feathers, unknowing of what laid several blocks of city streets ahead of her.
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She places a brilliant white feather upon the rules paper, plucked from the flesh of her very exsistance. The feather would have a slight darkened glow as it landed upon the paper, feeling of Azarathian power.
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Name: Alba Logan
Age: 13
Appearance:
Natural appearance:
Human Appearance:
Owl Form:
Abilities:
Morphing ability- Due to her lineage, She has a morphing ability. That poor part is she has only mastered morphing between her natural form to either human or a snow white owl.
Azarathian spells- She has a very old musty book that is falling apart but she can’t read all the words. She only can use a few spells for levitation and meditation. She can also use the spells to fire weak plasma from her hands, also from her wings.
Neutral
where are you located: Gotham