((ooc: I was bored and wanted to do something with des...not to be RPed with but feel free to give comments on what you thought))
Dani had left a few minutes ago and now Desiree was feeling restless. She stared up at the ceiling, then sighed and rolled over, scented candles and insence lighting themselves around her living room. The djinn sat up, great, now she barely had to THINK about things before they did it. Usually after so many wishes Danny Phantom would shove her back in the thermos which also seemed to take her power as well...so she never had this much excess before.
She could feel it pulsing through her, a roaring fire in her heart that couldn't be quenched. She pulled her knees up to her chest; her head hurt and the lights from the candles weren't as soothing as she thought they would be. The smoke swirled around her, inticing her with soft scents that calmed her but only slightly.
The desire to do something rose in her. She needed to get out...release some magic or something. She felt a tingling sensation go up her back. Desiree shivered and sat up, what was this feeling? A mirror appeared behind her and she took her top off to examine her back, her red eyes widened at what she saw. From her lower back up to the base of her neck was an intricate black henna flame design. She knew what this meant. It was a sign of her magical power building; altering her very being with it's power.
She hated this. What was the point of having all this magic if she couldn't control it! She scowled at the mirror, "So powerful...yet so vulernable." Her anger swelled and she wondered briefly if it was just because of the raging fire in her or the restlessness but she pulled her arm back and rammed her fist into the mirror; shattering it.
The glass tore into her hands and the fragments tinkled to the ground before fading away like smoke. Her ectoplasm dripped from her hand and she stared at it as it fell to the ground. Magic she should have been able to use against Faux...against anyone who dared to harm her Ember. But just utter a few words and she was powerless. She was SICK of being powerless.
The djinn ghost wanted to grant her OWN wishes for once. She desireed the power to have the CHOICE of granting others wishes.
Desiree ran her hand over her bloody hand and made the glass in that hand disappear. She then summoned some bandages and began to wrap her hand. Once the blood was stopped she flicked her wrists and made the candles move until they were in a circle. She stepped into the circle and snapped her fingers, summoning her laptop and bringing up her media player with Ember's songs on it. She needed to relieve some stress and she was gonna do it the only way she knew how...through dance.
She started the music, bringing her arms over her head, and the candles flared at the motion. She pointed her toe and moved forward, her hips jutting forward and the flames jerked as well. She was lost in the music, as Ember's voice flared up from the intro.
It's been a long while
The fire rushing through me, burning hot
I want to know why you effect me so?
Ooo, babe you're all a glow.
She spun around, hair flaring out and around her like an ebony flame. Her eyes were closed but she never came close to the candles...why would she when she could feel them in her very being. She was fire now.
Flames consume us
Heat takes us.
You and I dancing in the flames
Dancing until we are one in a blaze
Blaze on girl. Blaze on.
The candles followed her every movement as she jumped and swayed in her little circle. All followed Des and Des followed the music. They were one. Music, genie, and fire. A being of beauty and power that was slowly loosing control.
Bring the flames down low
A gentle kiss of warmth
Then blazing hot
Fire consumed love.
Tendrils of fire reach to the sky
Arms over your head and hair streaked out
A blaze of it's own
Wrapped around me and pulling me in
Into the Fire!
She knew what was happening. She didn't stop it though, her whole being in the fire now, so warm. The candles had been eatten away by the growing fire; normal orange flames danced around her; trapping her withing it's circle. The normal warm orange warping to a bluish purple that jumped and moved with her. A subtle fire with smoke that smelled of lavendar.
Flames consume us
Heat takes us.
You and I dancing in the flames
Dancing until we are one in a blaze
Blaze on girl. Blaze on.
Desiree raised her arms over her head and arched her back, her foot leaving the ground and arching back to touch her head. She contorted and twisted, the fire the last thing on her mind.
It takes everything away.
Burns it all to black
But we're still one, babe.
We'll live on in that flame, flame we made together.
The smoke reached for her. Tendrils caressing her body and she whitered to the touch, swaying to the ground, the flames following suite and dying down. She opened her eyes; unfocused and still in the moment, the flames sparking slightly.
Flames consume us
Heat takes us.
You and I dancing in the flames
Dancing until we are one in a blaze
Blaze on girl. Blaze on.
The song came to an end and suddenly Desiree snapped out of her trance. She jumped up as the flames faded to ash, leaving a dark ring around her of burnt rug. She brought her hand to her mouth. What the hell had just happened? Desiree felt a burning sensation on her back but she ignored it...it was probably just an after effect of dancing in the middle of a bonfire. She crumpled in the middle of the ash circle, not noticing that the marking on her back was glowing softly like a dying fire.
She could feel it pulsing through her, a roaring fire in her heart that couldn't be quenched. She pulled her knees up to her chest; her head hurt and the lights from the candles weren't as soothing as she thought they would be. The smoke swirled around her, inticing her with soft scents that calmed her but only slightly.
The desire to do something rose in her. She needed to get out...release some magic or something. She felt a tingling sensation go up her back. Desiree shivered and sat up, what was this feeling? A mirror appeared behind her and she took her top off to examine her back, her red eyes widened at what she saw. From her lower back up to the base of her neck was an intricate black henna flame design. She knew what this meant. It was a sign of her magical power building; altering her very being with it's power.
She hated this. What was the point of having all this magic if she couldn't control it! She scowled at the mirror, "So powerful...yet so vulernable." Her anger swelled and she wondered briefly if it was just because of the raging fire in her or the restlessness but she pulled her arm back and rammed her fist into the mirror; shattering it.
The glass tore into her hands and the fragments tinkled to the ground before fading away like smoke. Her ectoplasm dripped from her hand and she stared at it as it fell to the ground. Magic she should have been able to use against Faux...against anyone who dared to harm her Ember. But just utter a few words and she was powerless. She was SICK of being powerless.
The djinn ghost wanted to grant her OWN wishes for once. She desireed the power to have the CHOICE of granting others wishes.
Desiree ran her hand over her bloody hand and made the glass in that hand disappear. She then summoned some bandages and began to wrap her hand. Once the blood was stopped she flicked her wrists and made the candles move until they were in a circle. She stepped into the circle and snapped her fingers, summoning her laptop and bringing up her media player with Ember's songs on it. She needed to relieve some stress and she was gonna do it the only way she knew how...through dance.
She started the music, bringing her arms over her head, and the candles flared at the motion. She pointed her toe and moved forward, her hips jutting forward and the flames jerked as well. She was lost in the music, as Ember's voice flared up from the intro.
It's been a long while
The fire rushing through me, burning hot
I want to know why you effect me so?
Ooo, babe you're all a glow.
She spun around, hair flaring out and around her like an ebony flame. Her eyes were closed but she never came close to the candles...why would she when she could feel them in her very being. She was fire now.
Flames consume us
Heat takes us.
You and I dancing in the flames
Dancing until we are one in a blaze
Blaze on girl. Blaze on.
The candles followed her every movement as she jumped and swayed in her little circle. All followed Des and Des followed the music. They were one. Music, genie, and fire. A being of beauty and power that was slowly loosing control.
Bring the flames down low
A gentle kiss of warmth
Then blazing hot
Fire consumed love.
Tendrils of fire reach to the sky
Arms over your head and hair streaked out
A blaze of it's own
Wrapped around me and pulling me in
Into the Fire!
She knew what was happening. She didn't stop it though, her whole being in the fire now, so warm. The candles had been eatten away by the growing fire; normal orange flames danced around her; trapping her withing it's circle. The normal warm orange warping to a bluish purple that jumped and moved with her. A subtle fire with smoke that smelled of lavendar.
Flames consume us
Heat takes us.
You and I dancing in the flames
Dancing until we are one in a blaze
Blaze on girl. Blaze on.
Desiree raised her arms over her head and arched her back, her foot leaving the ground and arching back to touch her head. She contorted and twisted, the fire the last thing on her mind.
It takes everything away.
Burns it all to black
But we're still one, babe.
We'll live on in that flame, flame we made together.
The smoke reached for her. Tendrils caressing her body and she whitered to the touch, swaying to the ground, the flames following suite and dying down. She opened her eyes; unfocused and still in the moment, the flames sparking slightly.
Flames consume us
Heat takes us.
You and I dancing in the flames
Dancing until we are one in a blaze
Blaze on girl. Blaze on.
The song came to an end and suddenly Desiree snapped out of her trance. She jumped up as the flames faded to ash, leaving a dark ring around her of burnt rug. She brought her hand to her mouth. What the hell had just happened? Desiree felt a burning sensation on her back but she ignored it...it was probably just an after effect of dancing in the middle of a bonfire. She crumpled in the middle of the ash circle, not noticing that the marking on her back was glowing softly like a dying fire.
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