well acquainted with differences in bodies.”
Goddess of healing. Now that could be really handy. *grins* I’m teasing. I’m an empath and pyrokinetic.
“So you can feel others’ feelings and summon fire?” she asked with a nod.
It’s a little more complex than that. I can feel others’ feelings, if I choose, and project feelings. But, um, foreign feelings build up in me. Like a … toxin. If I don’t purge them somehow, I have really strong muscle spasms. But, it turns out, I can use the emotions, mine or other peoples’, to fuel fire. Called fire. It’s weirdly specific. I can’t do anything with pre-existing fire, but if I call the fire, it’s mine and I can do anything I like with it. *calls her wings into existence* Like this.
Eir took in the information and her eyes widened in surprise at the girl’s actions, ”Oh my…that is very interesting. I’ve never heard of such talents, but they are rather fascinating!”
There are lots of people on Midgard with … interesting talents. As far as I can tell, mine happens to be a weird fusion of my psychic power with my ability for magic. *dismisses the wings* Compared to some of the other folk around here, I’m … pretty normal, really.
“I have met some Midgardians with rather strange powers, it still surprises me to see mortals with such talents though.”
*arches a brow* Bit of racial superiority there, m’lady?
Eir gave her a look of deep offense, all beings were equal in her eyes, so for someone to insinuate otherwise was very insulting to her, ”No. I do not consider any creed superior over another, but I have not known of mortals with such abilities for many many years, so to find them now is merely surprising.”
Oh, I think it’s fair to say we’ve had these kinds of skills for ages. You just … lost sight of us, shall we say? People who are different aren’t much admired on this world, lady; we’re not SAFE.