[center][h1][color=#3068FF][b]Evelyn Chambers - [i]Tulpa[/i][/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]
With the situation swiftly being taken care of, with Decoy supposedly wrapping it all up, Evelyn had turned her full attention to the team, particularly Epsilon, who stood before her. At the girl's response she smiled beneath her mask, but before they could speak any further she heard Margrave's rather obnoxious words, followed by Sonar's apology. However, she was more struck by his use of the phrase 'Oh snapple,' which elicited a quiet giggle from the girl, before she cleared her throat and followed after her teammates--everyone seeming almost used to it. She supposed the life of a hero was more fast paced than that of a civilian...admittedly she kind of liked it. As she followed, it began to strike her that she'd be having her confrontation with real villains today, on the same day she'd joined the team.

It made her stomach fill with butterflies, but it also made her frown beneath her mask. They hadn't had a chance to learn each other's powers so it was likely going to be a bit...haphazard a confrontation. Or...well, none of them knew [i]her[/i] power, she supposed. With this in mind her projection continued its stealthy movements, guided by her thoughts, and grazed the others lightly, always at their feet and out of sight. It made no sound and was only a faint silver light.

She loved how inconspicuous it was. Although, its nature and her use of it also meant that she might seriously startle her fellow wards--squee!--when she did reveal it in its...glory? She wasn't sure how to classify her projection in that regard. Was it frightening? Was it glorious? She frowned slightly, having entered the elevator after Ira already. She made a point to stand by the girl, and as far away from Margrave as possible. Although, she supposed she [i]could[/i] make him uncomfortable and more awkward by standing closer to him.... She shuddered slightly at the thought, the idea at least a little crude and repulsing to her.

She didn't like him. He had [i]not[/i] made a good first impression, nor second really. As her thoughts turned to him, she glanced his way and smirked to herself, glad that he couldn't see the look. It would be fun finding ways to put him in his place, but she would need to be careful that she didn't start falling low enough to [i]bullying[/i]. That wouldn't do, no not at all.

Realizing she'd gone on a tangent, she pulled herself out of those thoughts and considered the powers of her teammates...except Dean, she didn't like how his power [i]felt[/i], so she avoided him...for now.

Epsilon was a tinker of some sort. The projection was giving her impressions relating to other powers as it touched her other teammates. Maybe she pulled inspiration from other powers? She wasn't sure, but she decided to shelf that information for later. Maybe she could just ask he--the thought began, before suddenly stopping as she turned to see Epsilon remove her mask. She was adorable, even if she was perspiring and breathing rather heavily, she was adorable. She wanted to say something, but it probably wasn't appropriate given the circumstances. Maybe later?

She bit her lip, frustrated with her inability to express, or entirely understand if she was being honest, her feelings. I mean, she just wanted to give her a compliment. A positive comment, build a bit of rapport with her team, give the girl a boost in esteem. Show her own good side.

Her thoughts were tumbling over themselves before she forced her gaze away, though it had only lasted a second or two. She watched the numbers light up on the elevator as they traveled, counting down the floors.

It was a little cramped with six people in the space. Just a little though. She returned to her former train of thought, though she was a bit more distracted now. She had her projection overlap with Margrave's foot, and she almost chuckled aloud as the information flooded in.

[i]Contact based transfiguration. Object alteration.[/i]

Was the initial read, then more came, revealing the nature of that alteration to some degree. The impression her projection gave her was, well, pretty underwhelming though she could admit it might be useful in some scenarios. Still, how could he be so stuck up and full of himself with a power like his. It would remain the only [i]truly[/i] mysterious thing about him, she thought with a mental chuckle.

She moved her projection again, avoiding everyone except for Alessa. She closed her eyes before making contact, after all, with a cape name like 'Messiah,' she likely had something considerably less underwhelming than Margrave.

Focusing and breathing quietly and steadily, she moved the projection's [i]shadow[/i] to contact Alessa and then the information struck, as if a dam had broken and her mind had been directly in the path of the great deluge.

[i]Protective absorption. Focus, energetic. Physical limiter. Control appropriation. Non-adaptive control method. Upwards limit, irrelevant. Dimensional access. Energetic storage method: Dimensional. Access threshold: Neural interfacing. Ranged application.[/i]

All in just a split second before her eyes shot open and she stumbled forwards, hand moving to the metal railing on the edges of the enclosed elevator to steady herself. [sub][color=#3068FF][b]"Woah,"[/b][/color][/sub] she gasped under her breath. What she'd gotten was a lot more than even she'd thought she would. Her gaze now aimed at the ground she noticed the hazy silver glow of her projection and noticed that she had reflexively had it shift out of contact with Alessa. She moved it entirely out of sight, figuring that some of the wards, and probably Sonar who would have heard her gasp as if it was right in his ear, might take notice and comment.

She probably looked like an idiot...and a strange one too. Though, she supposed none of them were exactly [i]normal[/i]. It was weird how that comforted her, she thought, as it seemed to make others so much more comfortable.

Regaining her composure she lifted her head and took in a deep breath, ready to face any questions head on. If they asked what had happened maybe it would give her a good chance to explain her power before it scared the crap out of them out on the field.... Maybe.