[right][h3]Wisp[/h3]Sheila Hopkins[/right]
[hr][sub][@Eklispe][/sub]

It comforted her somewhat that, as a thief, she’d eventually be caught by one of the good guys. That meant she could explain her actions and they’d likely take care of her sister. She’d… rather they didn’t force any of them to join the Wards, or the Protectorate if they were at that age, but it was a comfort that whenever that happened they’d be taken care of, one way or anoth-

[color=97d5e6]‘…!’[/color] Wisp came to a full stop, staring with wide eyes at the gang before her. It was the Rockers, she knew, but did they know? Did they KNOW who they were attacking? All of her cautious personality said that she couldn’t possibly take the chance that it was at random. Viola was in there! U-unless Viola had left on some business Wisp knew nothing about. No matter. As much as Viola could easily outrun them, she couldn’t let them continue! They might see her real identity!

Wisp gently put down the box behind the corner she just passed, and turned to them. She’d remain invisible through the use of her power throughout this encounter, as always. She gathered light behind her, starting to charge for a blast if needed, and would keep charging it even as she did the rest. There was a sense of urgency that she had rarely felt before. This time was personal. While normally she moved slowly to avoid being heard, she was way too desperate to stop them quickly this time. 

She dashed forward, and taking care not to run into any of their attacks at the door, she got as close to them as she could while also moving by them. Her thick socks would ensure that her run made a minimal amount of sound, but the sound of texture pressed against floor might still be heard by the observant. If successful, for the brief moment of a second they’d see a flash of light across their vision, the illusion of a white wall of flame between them and the door. A text in black threatening flame within the fire read a word of warning.

[center][b]RECONSIDER[/b][/center]

She then ran on past them, no intention of staying within a meter of such people for any lengthy period of time. The flames of their illusion fanned out into nothingness as she passed them, and she came to a stop on the other side of them, assuming her attempt had been successful. Of course, it had been but a bright illusion, nothing that could hurt them other than leave the annoying mark in one’s vision one gets from having stared directly at a bright light. But, Wisp would fish up a laser-pointer… She could make it worse if they persisted.