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After work, [b][color=slateblue]Claire[/color][/b] headed home for a brief power nap and a soothing warm bath. She hadn't paid much attention to her surroundings earlier at the diner since the day was so hectic, but she had noticed the atmosphere within the diner had been rather [i]unusual[/i] and somehow charged with a certain energy. Claire had paid no mind to it, thinking it was the rather unusually warm day that got everyone out and about.

[i]Speaking of warm[/i], Claire hadn't felt comfortable standing in a particular section of the diner, around the booth where the argument was happening between the two patrons. She would've handled it, yet Iris had stepped in before she did and Claire had let her settle it. Which was all fine and dandy in her world. Claire sank deeper into the water, the soothing oils and scents from the lavender infused bath bomb, helping her body to relax. She sighed contentedly.

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Claire had finished and dried herself off, and now she was standing in front of her mirror gazing at the ball of ice-blue energy in her hands. Deep azure blue wings had materialized at her back (luckily it didn't destroy the spaghetti nightgown she was currently wearing) and she felt an exhilarating energy pumping through her. Much like the other night, her apartment had started to freeze from the superchilled air. Her curiosity got the best of her and she stepped out into the balcony, tossing the ball of ice onto the sidewalk, and watching it freeze over. 

With childlike joy painted on her features, she launched another ball of ice into the air and watched it explode, scattering small chunks of ice around. Her blue eyes looked to the starry heavens as a question floated into her thoughts.
[i][color=slateblue]"How far can I go?"[/color][/i] Claire asked herself. After some time spent exerting some energy, she felt the air superchill from the feel of a warm spring night into a cold winter night within her local proximity. She ran back inside and quickly put on a pair of black gym shorts underneath her nightgown and her running shoes (grabbing her phone and keys as well, we mustn't forget those!) before running back out into the balcony. She raised a palm at the horizon and watched as a mass of howling white-blue clouds approach her from a distance. Winds screamed, pushing frosty air and small particles of ice into the region. Was that a snowstorm forming?