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Post by SUPERIA IGNISA REGALAS on Feb 24, 2017 19:23:53 GMT
After some minor issues Superia began meditating inside a volcano. She was not totally sure why she had this drive to but something inside her told her she should. The volcanic fumes were very troublesome for the Quincy however she focused heavily on trying to allow her body to breath. The volcano was an excellent spiritual place with strong lay lines, also called blood vessels of Gaia. Superia sat deep inside several meters underground atop a rock that had lava flowing around it. Her brown hair had a light tint to it as did her eyes. The divine energy inside her being pulsed outwards as she tried grasping at the spiritual energy flowing inside lava and the land itself. Overall her entire being slowly began feeling pressure, a great one, at having an extreme lack of oxygen. However, as Superia stayed down there she slowly began also feeling somewhat even more uncomfortable while her chest tightened. The thing inside her pulsed all about her being as her body slowly fed off the spiritual essence of the land itself along with heat and the sulfuric fumes that filled the cavern. Just precisely what in the hell was going on with her powers? |
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Post by SUPERIA IGNISA REGALAS on Feb 24, 2017 19:32:05 GMT
The pulse of divine presence within Superia grew and drew outwards from the inwards. With each breath she simply allowed natural instinct to take over for a change however it was not so much about instinct but what felt right. Superia tried having few thoughts but she could calmly think as though she held no thought at all; she compared it to being completely relaxed in bed if she were a normal person. Her hot body was being wounded by this whole ordeal however Superia also felt odd too. The pain was like acidic fumes trying to melt her mouth nose and lungs while also being just warm and fuzzy at the same time. Kind of like being in pain while enjoying it, was Superia secretly a maschochist? No, that was not the case for her. Why were things so weird for Superia? Why could she so easily feel the pulse of the land despite not focusing on the spiritual particle aspect but more so the spiritual pressure? Superia's mind spanned outwards as though seeing the entire surrounding world like a diagram. Good, this was nice. The particles and warmth, the varying hot colors that appeared inside her mind while her ears received this knowledge as though she was hearing a mix of falling rocks with canon fire. |
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Post by SUPERIA IGNISA REGALAS on Feb 24, 2017 19:48:46 GMT
Bit by bit Superia's body slowly began changing throughout this entire process. She focused on the surrounding area in hopes to analyze it further. The way the energy reacted on her body was very strange but also interesting enough to warrant further investigation. Her hunger was starting to surface although Superia's hunger also began feeling weird. The time she spent inside this volcano had Superia getting more and more tired while also being in pain. What happened when a spiritually aware human got like that? Hunger, but this hunger was somewhat different while not different at all. In one sense, Superia's entire being slowly absorbed this heat and fumes as substance as though she was conducting photosynthesis without actually producing anything in return. The frick was wrong with her being and stuff? Superia just continued taking in deep breaths while keeping herself relaxed. Her mind was not heavy nor irritated. She was feeling nice and comfortable about now as though her body had finally adjusted to this entire ordeal. Without any smile yet just a simple frown Superia placed her hands into the lava. It felt hot but not a bad hot, it was like she was dipping herself into a hot spring. |
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Post by SUPERIA IGNISA REGALAS on Feb 24, 2017 20:02:15 GMT
Superia decided on taking a deep breath and dipping her entire body into the lava. She took off her clothes then slowly began dipping herself. While she expected her body to burn, though not melt, she did not feel this way. She slowly relaxed and let herself lean back against the rock letting arms rest on the bank as leverage. Legs crossed over one another with Superia's body sinking to nose tip in the slowly, thick, hot, soupy, red stream. Things were strange. Her body was not reacted as though she thought, she was filling her stomach getting filled and filled with energy as though she drank a healthy drink made from herbs that she concocked herself. Just precisely what was going on? Supposedly the volcanic fumes fire heat and everything else involving fire or earth did not body her. But rather, actually supported her being all comfortable and healthy like. good, good, this was good. Superia let out a faint sigh as she dipped further down, allowing herself to start driving off to sleep. Where she could then dream of sleep and lava dn all other sorts of thigns that most people did not know what she thought about. |
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