Thread: staring wrong (jelojohn and Chrome)

There was no need for Constance to help out, Ember could find everything, including the bathroom by himself. The woman rose one of her eyebrows while Ember was busy in the bathroom, Constance were marching in the room up and down with a troubled expression once again. Of course, this institute was beyond normal, but she knew that the man beholded dark secrets in his heart. She had no reason to be nosy, it was none of her business. But still the memory of those tense, flaming eyes occured to her mind from time to time, dragging her curiosity to the surface aswell. Still, the man looked like a decent, friendly one, he was just simply unlucky with this grumpy and shy partner, she thought to herself. She was mocking herself when a sudden, loud thud came from the bathroom, alongside with a dreadful and utterly intense atmosphere. The woman immediately recognized this familiar feeling, which relentlessly roused nostalgy in her heart. Any previous, unpleasent feeling left her mind immediately. She approached and knocked on the door with a stern expression. - Ember? Are you allright? She spoke up quietly, but she already knew that she will not hear any respond. It was only an act of manners. - Ill go in She whispered and opened the creaky door leisurely. As she entered the room, an overwhelming amount of power dropped on her whole body. The air was massive and suffocating. When she glanced at the lying Ember, she felt an almost incontrollable urge to help him but suddenly, the mirror lured her attention away. She glanced at the strange triangle suspiciously. She never saw anything like it, however there was a powerful, evaporating energy from the glass which she felt countless times in her life. Ember let out a slight growl, which made it clear, that he is conscious and aware of his surroundings. Constance rose her arm towards the mirror. She wanted to know, what happened there. She wanted to know, what kind of identity was visiting this man. Her heartbeats accelerated as she was only an inch away and when one finger finally touched the surface, as if some foul magic has been casted, everything went blank. She knew that she succesfully entered. She found herself in a pitch black area. The only thing that seemed touchable was the floor, which suddenly started to collapse, from brick by brick. She did not panic, since she visited this place before, and knew, that there was no way to get hurt here. When the last piece fell into the eternal darkness, she was standing in the nothingness. The harmony of space and time stopped to function any further. She looked around with a determined expression on her face, and it did not take her long to find Ember in the bathroom. In the mirror there stood Panantheron. She relived every last second of this bygone memory fragment. - So this is it - she whispered, with an almost hypnotic state of mind. The object reading required a tremendous amount of energy, which was released in the process both from the woman and the object. She had to pay attention to not to tire herself out thoroughly, since she knew already that it would result in days of sleeping. To succesfully proceed in object reading, she had to sacrifice her own energy, moreover she didnt want any negative identity to took notice about her or Ember, especially when they both were vulnerable. She was extremely careful. Constance prepared for the awakening when she saw the last piece of the memory. This was the tough part. When she traveled back to her body, her subconscious mind released thousand kind of information, picture, memory and thoughts at her, all at the same time. It was an overwhelming feeling. She recoiled as she opened her eyes. She broke into cold sweat, her breathing quickened. She had to sit down, feeling exhausted after such experience. - A Asterokinesis, huh? She gasped. She would swore on her own life, that she sensed Panantherons dreadful gaze on her before the awakening. She did her best to control her body, as she slowly slided next to Ember. Suddenly all of her anger towards him slipped away, placing mere sympathy on its place. Her hands wandered to his face, caressing the skin softly. - Ember She whispered, as her cherry lips extended to a slight, shy smile. Still, she almost didnt know anything about the man, but the reading made it clear to her Ember surely received a strong, and continously extending scale of abilites. But she blew away those thoughts, and payed only attention to him. She trembled thanks to her touch, while she was gazing profoundly into the mans eyes, waiting patiently for him to take full control of his body.