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Powers: All Free Powers || Conjuration || Invisibility || Sound Wave Manipulation || Scent Manipulation || Ghostmode
Body: Flaming black panther
Difficulty Physically: Hard / Extreme
Difficulty Mentally: Hard
Attack in: #5345a7
No Killing, Maiming, Torturing, Or Capturing Without Permission
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Life feels so odd... the former vampire had already lived seven decades in eternal hell (which was really just being held prisoner in a blood filled coffin), and it feels as though she's just served the same sentence all over again. This time, however, there was no pain. There was no suffering. There were no traumatic sounds and vibrations of bombs and gunshots, or shouting and marching from troops. Instead there was just darkness, peace, and her own mind to just... T H I N K. Thinking used to be Carmilla's downfall. It was exactly the reason why she got into so much trouble, but now it has changed her... Then again maybe a long time in solitude will do that to someone.
A body is a privilege. Speaking (as she learned long ago when she went mute as a leader) is a privilege. Everything is a privilege. Nothing should ever be taken for granted or abused... And Carmilla is finally learning that. Being in a physical body again is so damn P A I N F U L. Her muscles were stiff and her joints were cracking every five minutes, but she'll get used to it eventually...
E V E N T U A L L Y
Powers are a privilege, one that has been revoked from her, but Carm doesn't mind... She's better off that way. The only way she could be recognized is by her unique appearance. You know... being the only flaming black panther around. What is however unrecognizable is RiverClan. Oh god how it has changed so much.. probably for the better. But the territory... it's new. Interesting for sure, and she'll be exploring at a later time, but she has more important things to get to. Like sitting at the border and waiting for someone to arrive. Perhaps she'll find a stray friend.. Perhaps someone is here who will remember her. That would be comforting, but would she be accepted back with open arms? She's made so many stupid mistakes in her life... Hopefully she can be forgiven.
A heavy sigh comes from the dark beauty as she sits her rump down at the border. Her shoulders were slouched forward and it was clear that she was tired. Despite having no troubles it almost looks like she's carrying the weight of the world on her back. She needs clarity... she needs confirmation that her past friends were okay and doing well... Maybe after seeing a few of them she'll perk up.
Her golden eyes flicker left and right for a few seconds before her stomach begins to loudly rumble. Mmm another downside of loosing all of her powers.. She was
S T A R V I N G. No more vampirism for her. She's going to need actual food as soon as possible, but that's not important right now. Hell no. She was set on finding Brooklyn, or Wave. Maybe Vulcan was still here... Or Carradio? Evergreen? Someone had to be here... right? She wasn't going to be completely alone?
There's another sigh follow by a big yawn. [color=black]"God... let someone arrive soon please.. before I collapse form exhaustion." She mumbles to herself.
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