Tomohina
It would be important to remember who all these people were and what they did, so she could avoid another embarrassing fumble, like she had with Ivy. Raven had telekinesis. Her voice was rather teasing and the waves had an interesting strength to them. Whatever that meant, she was sure that the girl was probably very strong. She couldn't see the demonstration, but the slushing around of water gave her a vague idea of what was going on.
Roy could control energy. His voice held a sort of static to it, like the sound waves were too energetic to be bound in by just his voice. But even as he demonstrated his power, she couldn't see it. It was a bit frustrating. She had to be on her toes. She had to be alert and always listening closely. Every little sound could change the entire picture. Actually, this was a bit more than stressful and overwhelming. She really just wanted to go back into the forest. To isolate herself from having to listen to every little thing so she didn't mess up again.
Tomohina kept her eyes closed and kept both of her hands on her white cane. Whatever the thing was in front of her sizzling and giving off odd sound waves, she'd rather not touch it. In truth she didn't even know if it was alright to touch it. Had others touched it? She didn't know, so she kept her hands to herself, relaxing only when it disappeared.
Solis, the boy who had offered his help, had... wings? The fluttering of feathers, like a very large bird hovering just above them made her tense. It was just Solis then. That was his power. In a sense she was a bit envious. How many wonderful things must he see when flying up in the sky so freely? Even his voice held some sort of freedom to it.
Everything was quiet for a moment. Anxiety rose up into Tomohina's chest, like an uneasy sort of pressure from a storm cloud. Hesitantly she made her way into the center of the gathering. Every step was cautious and yet somehow unnaturally graceful. Standing in the center, dark hair swirling around her in silken locks past her shoulders, she kept her eyes closed. The petite girl was very delicate and doll-like, as though she were living porcelain.
"My name is Tomohina," she spoke in a soft voice. Her voice was so soft, it was almost as if she were whispering. Slowly her dark lashes lifted and two deep and unending pools of shimmering darkness revealed themselves. Her eyes were sightless and yet somehow saw everything. It was all to easy to get lost in there shy glimpse. Yet the second time she opened her mouth to speak, the sound of her voice was no longer traveling just in front of her. Instead it was a whisper behind every person ear, gentle like the sigh of the wind, but clear and calm. No word was lost, but instead held a haunting sort of echo to it.
"This is the most I can do with my control over sound," her voice sighed gently, "I apologize if I end up eavesdropping sometimes... Sound is the only way I get to see things around me."
And with that she drifted back to where she had been before, outside of the circle of people, leaning against the nearest tree half hidden in its shade. Again she closed her eyes, and like a sleeping figurine, she stood perfectly still, listening.
