Post by Tami Mullins on Dec 5, 2016 17:14:00 GMT
There was a question if Tami ever considered one. She hummed with thought for a few moments, considering. “Out of all the powers one could possibly have, I could easily see how mine would be one of the easiest to have and not be able to turn off. Those that can detect others’ thoughts or emotions would certainly, I suspect, have a hard time. An average person can feel so much and think so much; I couldn’t imagine having to deal with that constantly. Though I suspect I’m one of the contributors to a telepath’s frustrations.” She admitted with a little laugh. “Although for a empath, I’m likely the opposite. My power keeps my emotions consistently calm. In a room full of others, who knows? Maybe I might be an anchor.” Tami shrugged. “It’s my blessing and my problem, I think.”
That was enough about Tami though. She didn’t always like thinking about some of the consequences her ability brought, even if it might sound petty to others. Some might give their right arm to be eternally tranquil. So Tami turned her head back to Tallulah. “Illusions?” Tami repeated, intrigued. “That sounds much like telepathy, if you have to break down someone’s mental barrier. Can you control what they see?” That was definitely a fascinating ability.
As Tallulah made that last remark, Tami had a distinct suspicion of its cause. She hadn’t given Tallulah’s leg more than a glance, and she certainly wasn’t about to stare. However, she could at least guess what the other girl might feel if not completely understand her. “People are people, and people are complex, as I’ve found.” Tami said with a shrug. “It’s all the more prevalent here, since we’re all different in so many ways. But what makes a person odd, I suspect, comes from another’s point of view. A stranger could easily look at me or my obsession- and I’ll admit it’s an obsession- with horror films and say ‘she’s odd.’ However my friends would look at me and might instead say ‘it’s Tami.’ It’s a normal in regards to me and my friends. So really, being ‘odd’ comes from different perspectives I believe.” However, Tami realized she’d definitely gone off on a tangent she really didn’t have to. So she shrugged and smiled again. “But this is coming from someone who already accepts appearing odd, so I don’t think I have much merit. Hopefully I didn’t bore you with my rambling."