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She shrugged. People rarely understood. Especially those who grew up in a place where conflict, where war are common narratives. Maybe she did have the luxury of having lived a life of peace and wealth and art. And people called them heathens and barbarians. 

Instead, she figured she would have a bit of fun and when he took her hand she took a deep breath and the surrounding world began to slow. At first it was not all that noticeable. Like feeling a bit dizzy that things seemed off. But then the movements of people, of the rotors, of everything seemed to crawl to a near stop. She took another deep breath and pushed things a bit more until everything around them was barely moving. Although, to anyone else it would seem that the two of them were merely impossibly sped up. She could stop time completely but things tended to get a bit wonky when that happened. Sometimes she slipped in space. Sometimes she accidentally jumped in time. More than a few times it was a combination. Hopefully the school could help her learn to control all of those issues. 

[color=DeepPink]"This is what I do. I can control the flow of time. It's really useful when I'm dancing to create movements that appear to be physically impossible. Right now everyone else is slowed down but, to them we would seem to be moving as a blur."[/color]