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A loud crash, a snap, then came the creeping cold that began to spread from a point originating from the center of her back. She should have been at the least completely crippled and paralyzed... at the least, but She got a surprise.

Aleksandri laid curled up against a dented light pole, passing her hand over a glass shard which almost immediately began to soften and shift to a blue hue. When she touched the unexpectedly soft object she sat up slowly and picked up the now blue piece of glass putty before looking around at the destruction that surrounded her. Her memory wasn't affected as much as she would have though since she remembered not being able to breath after the impact of hitting the pole. Aleksa stood and stretched feeling her back pop in several places, she bent down to touch her toes but stopped when she looked down at her dress which was a mess of burned or torn fabric and attempted to cover herself. While she covered herself Aleksa's hands flew over the holes which slowly began to stitch themselves back together by weaving the threads together and smoothed themselves out. "We'll that was useful trick..." she said to herself before gasping "MY BACKPACK, NOOOO!" She yelled as she took off the mangled remains of the fuzzy bag. It had already begun fixing itself but the contents of it were beyond salvageable.

"Now I need to buy more snacks don't I?" Aleksa asked herself after the bag was just about finished fixing itself and she slung it on to her back and looked around. All the noises we still a muffled mess and her vision was a bit blurred but she understood at once, "I'm gonna have so much fun with this" Aleksa said with a wide grinned and started gathering more and more glass to add to her glass putty mass. 

Aleksandri walked around the wreck collecting bits of glass before finally recognizing that there was a slight feeling of weightlessness with her unsteady steps, so much so that she felt as though she was floating which in reality she was about 4 inches off the ground. The flames from the wreckage didn't bother her a bit as she got closer to the buss for more glass, in fact it seemed like the fire bent around or away from her allowing Aleksa to pass without problems. Eventually she had let go of the glass putty and it floated beside her head as she moved, constantly shifting from blue to red to silver and molding itself into different 3-Dimensional shapes while absorbing more glass from the ground.
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