[b][color=662d91]Roleplay:[/color][/b] The Hidden People
[b][color=662d91]Date of post:[/color][/b] August 14, 2016
[b][color=662d91]Character:[/color][/b] Sapphira Elvron Lux 
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Sapphira took a deep breath of the fresh air as she stepped out into the courtyard, having just finished with orientation. Being surrounded by so many magical beings, her innate sixth sense has been buzzing insistently in the back of her mind, alerting her to the large presence of magic. The sensation has the potential to be overwhelming but with years of practice she has learned to manage it. She can push it aside until she can spare her attention long enough to acknowledge it and explore the types of magic it is has detected. 

She stopped in the middle of the courtyard and was about to open her mind to her sixth sense when the fluttering of paper caught her attention. She reflexively snatched one of the nearby flyers as it made its slow descent to the ground. The flyer stated that the Fitzroy wolf pack was throwing a party tonight at their abandoned mansion in the woods. She wasn’t much of a partier, but she considered going for the sake of meeting new people and being there if things got out of hand. 

[i]I certainly hope they are smart enough not to give people with superhuman abilities too much alcohol. Talk about a disaster waiting to happen.[/i] She mentally cringed at the thought. She folded up the flyer and stuffed it into her pocket.
 
She once again opened her mind to her sixth sense. She felt it immediately surge outward as it focused on different individuals with magic. Her serene crystal blue eyes followed in the directions it lead her. Her gaze landed on the dancing nymphs, and she sensed the connection they have with nature. Her gaze then moved to an Asian man sitting on the central fountain of the courtyard (Tony). She recognized him as one of the Guardians Auxilaries she had seen at orientation. She could sense that he had telekinetic abilities. Her gaze moved around several more times, and her mind quickly took note of the presence of many other types of magic. Her eyes finally landed on a nearby man wearing a black scarf and hooded jacket (Morgan). She sensed that he had power over water. He did not appear to be a Fae elemental, so she assumed he was a witch. 

Her mind felt more relaxed after using her power. The annoying buzzing sensation it had caused was gone—for now.