[center][h1][b][color=Brown]Kara Samson[/color][/b][/h1]
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Proof...okay.

Kara took in the things she said, about liars, and a coven? Like with witches, or something. [color=brown]”Well...“[/color] She slowly rolled up both of her sleeves to show her bare arms. On her right was a black pattern resembling bones spiraling up to her shoulder from her palm, a sign of an awakened. She held them both out in front of her, palms upwards. After a second or two, her hands darkened in color, they went from a soft pale to dark and brown like mud, and then the texture changed with it. The skin began to change shape, it piled up on itself, and branches began to sprout a few inches up, they were mostly straight, and had the complexion of oak. The bark writhed up and down as if it were water churning around the inside of the wood, which continued to grow, until Kara’s entire hands were nothing but wood. They weighed quite a bit, actually. The branches stopped when they were roughly a foot high, right in front of Claudette and Mariah. There wasn’t a single leaf on the branches, but they looked healthy and perfectly fine.

[color=brown]”This is what I can do...around a year ago, there was a fight that I tried to stop, I can’t remember much, but since then, I could do these things. I tried to find you because I was looking for others like me. Ever since this happened to me, I’ve felt out of place, like there were things around me that only I could see. I’ve seen people walk past me with these strange marks on them, but no one seems to understand. You told me there were others like me, and that you were like me. I don’t understand what that fight did to me, but I’m trying to learn. I was hoping you could help me.[/color] Kara’s voice was steady and forward, for someone who was in the dark, she didn’t seem afraid to speak her mind. That was something Kara was good at, even while tiny trees were growing down to her wrists. 

[color=brown]”I’ve felt alone in all of this, no one but myself to understand whatever I’ve been given for the past year. Trees shoot out of the ground when I want them to, and out of my hands. If you need some kind of help with something, I can talk to people about things. Negotiating, I did it in high school and it stopped fights. I’ve only been out of school for a year.” [/color] Kara was between high school and college, seemingly. [color=brown]”I didn’t come here to cause trouble for you, and I don’t know how I can help you and your people, but I can try, if you want.”[/color] After the two of them had a long, hard look at Kara’s presentation of her Abstraction’s bare minimum power, the small trees began to subside, sinking back into her hands until the bark appeared to fade into her skin like alcohol evaporating into the air. She unrolled her sleeves as her arms were stuffed into her pockets.

[color=brown]”I’ve tried to figure this out as best I could for the last year, but I haven’t learned a lot about anything other than myself.”[/color]

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