#itsybitsyanansi

I'm so sorry darlings! My laptop up and died on me, and I seem to have locked myself out of James's main blog.

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Waking up nestled against another person wasn’t exactly unusual for Ada. Waking up with someone in a chair was a little more infrequent, but it happened. What really confused her was the sense of her magic dancing around the fringes of her mind, permeating this space, but diluted, mixed with someone else’s.

She allowed herself to be dipped, meeting him in the kiss with a deep passion.

It’d taken a while. Ada’d initially played with her powers within the confines of her home, building herself a little world, taking it down, and starting again. But she got lonely so quickly, and she couldn’t make people. She’d learned to teleport, to take herself places.

At first, people hadn’t wanted to interact with her. She’d been odd. But instinctively, Ada had learned to blend. She’d become more and more like them until they weren’t afraid anymore. They were, dare she say it, attracted to her. It was intoxicating. She’d spent less and less time in her own home, almost no nights in her own bed. She was adapting to the new world.

This night, she was out and about. She was wearing all black, a corset and a short skirt, leggings, boots. Fingerless, elbow-length gloves as well. She could disguise the glowing lines on her skin, but the less she had to do the better. Her hair was done up, a choker pulling it all together, and she was currently being chatted up by a rather attractive young man. She made some inane comment and smiled as he laughed. She loved the way she could amuse the mortals.

She tried to take a breath. It was wet. That was wrong wasn’t it? She could feel her body cramped up in the small space, limbs curled around herself. She wanted to open her eyes but after the fiasco with breathing she decided to leave that aside for a moment. She unfolded herself as best she could, surprisingly graceful for the new body. Hadn’t she had another? On that note, wasn’t there something missing from her now? Something on her back …

She could sense someone else nearby, and that seemed … interesting. She wanted to meet him or her. But as she stood she found herself glancing down at the lines of light over her body. Fascinating.

Was he leaving? She jerked her head up, watching him run. How did they communicate? She couldn’t remember. Oh!

“…wait…”

Anticlimactic. Try two.