runawayninja
Supernova
- Joined
- Apr 29, 2010
Rafe had been curious about this woman, this student that claimed dominion over life and fertility. There had been many a wild rumor fluttering about her. From that she claimed to be a living goddess, to that she was the embodiment of spring and could make it storm if she cried, or bloom if she beamed with happiness. There were...other rumors as well. But Rafe had dismissed them out of hand that something like that could be true, it was just petty high school bickering, most likely from the jealous. This was because her powers made her quite popular, and Rafe was certain he could be just as popular if he publicized what he could do.
All of the students at this school had certain...unusual talents. Some were subtle, some were overt. Some seemed finicky and some had great power. Rafe himself was a self-styled necromancer. Not all of it was himself, sometimes the dead spoke to him without him trying to. It had been terrifying and difficult to understand as a child, but fortunately he came through it with sanity and soul intact. But he didn't broadcast what he could do. Certainly, some of the students here couldn't wait to show off their abilities, and others like Rafe were just more reserved.
Rafe had short, neatly kept silvery hair in a somewhat androgynous pixie cut. He had green eyes and pale skin that seemed to match the assumed countenance of someone with his mastery. Normally, he was content to be left to himself, but today was going to be a different day. She was just so intriguing and he had to find out for himself what of the rumors were true. Was she really some sort of goddess? Her power seemed to come easy enough to her. Maybe those other rumors had a shred of truth to them as well. He sighed a bit and slowly walked up behind her, keeping a few yards between them and he summoned up his strength from the deep pit of his guts. "So...is what they say about you true?"
All of the students at this school had certain...unusual talents. Some were subtle, some were overt. Some seemed finicky and some had great power. Rafe himself was a self-styled necromancer. Not all of it was himself, sometimes the dead spoke to him without him trying to. It had been terrifying and difficult to understand as a child, but fortunately he came through it with sanity and soul intact. But he didn't broadcast what he could do. Certainly, some of the students here couldn't wait to show off their abilities, and others like Rafe were just more reserved.
Rafe had short, neatly kept silvery hair in a somewhat androgynous pixie cut. He had green eyes and pale skin that seemed to match the assumed countenance of someone with his mastery. Normally, he was content to be left to himself, but today was going to be a different day. She was just so intriguing and he had to find out for himself what of the rumors were true. Was she really some sort of goddess? Her power seemed to come easy enough to her. Maybe those other rumors had a shred of truth to them as well. He sighed a bit and slowly walked up behind her, keeping a few yards between them and he summoned up his strength from the deep pit of his guts. "So...is what they say about you true?"