[h3][center][color=MediumVioletRed]Julia[/color]/[color=Aqua]Jillian[/color][/center][/h3]
 
Crash and boom, thunder and destruction.
 
[color=Aqua][i]Oh my. They're not being very subtle about this at all, are they?[/i][/color] commented Jillian as she floated in the air beside Julia. It was only her other self's gravity-based grip upon her form that kept her from floating away, as light as a feather. Julia -unperturbed by having to support both of them- simply hummed as she felt the destructive battle unfold between the various magical individuals. Some of them had a recognizable -and annoying- feeling to them; neither of them were in line of sight of the battle itself, but rather were relying upon their secondary senses provided by their magic. Tracking the noise down had been easy, with the aid of functioning ears and their various extra senses.
 
The entire event was a rude interruption to what had otherwise been a pleasant day spent alone and in companionable silence. At least it was also a chance to learn more, she hesitantly reasoned with herself.
 
And yet...
 
Julia bit her lip as she considered possibilities. They had an overwhelming level of physical power available, and the combatants were distracted. On top of that, some of what she felt was familiar and [i]annoying[/i]. Her anger had not been quelled by the chance to feel out the competition, not yet. If an opportunity presented itself to destroy some of that competition -[i]to assert her dominance[/i], a part of her whispered- then she wouldn't complain.
 
And, well... She was [i]was[/i] hungry.
 
The plan didn't need to be spoken between them, aloud or mentally; it was simply understood. Julia took off like a shot, and dragged Jillian along with her. Her magical presence was a stifling thing that felt like a weight upon the back and mind, oppressive and vast. It was impossible to conceal it once she got too close, so she didn't bother trying.
 
At the moment, letting them feel her presence was fine. Maybe it was foolish to break the stealthy approach they had maintained for some time, but her mind was a thing of frustrating duality; Caution and sense warred with the dual needs of [i]dominance[/i] and [i]hunger[/i]. Jillian, for her part, did not deny her this, and simply coasted on the breeze of her power and presence.

As always.