Not for the first time, she wondered why her hair wasn't standing on end of frizzing out like it was full of static electricity. Part of her rational mind knew it was just the residue of an energy signature in the air, detectable thanks to the Ao-Gem fused to her. Still, it bothered her in a rather physical way, and it'd been quite a while since she'd felt that way. Not for... oh, maybe a year? Little more.
The teenager forced her hands away from her blonde hair, instead using them to smooth the long, light blue skirt on her legs, and then stuffed them in the pockets of her dark blue jacket. A cool breeze was running through street, but she paid it no mind. The jacket over her pink halter top would ensure she wouldn't get cold, and it wasn't enough to shift the old, faded white beret resting on her head. Not that she had to worry about strong winds doing that anymore.
She let out a bored sigh, and wondered--not for the first time--if this was why Matt was like he was. Bored out of his mind, so he loosened his sanity to keep himself entertained? Maybe. Bright blue eyes flitted back and forth as she walked down the street, and idly she wondered what everyone else in this town would be doing if they could feel the same things she felt. Such a charge in the air was hardly natural.
"But no, I'm the lucky one who gets to be annoyed by nothing," she muttered. She wasn't even sure what she was going to find in this sleepy little town. She sure as hell hoped it'd show itself soon, though. Without a friend to accompany her, she was about ready to beg for something crazy to happen.