Ivy's head darted to the first one to speak after her question - and quickly found confirmation, at least for one other person here. Of course it was the most obviously changed, the tiny winged girl, but still it was important to know. She wasn't wrong though, aside from the headless armored guy everybody else here looked pretty ordinary, but of course... Looking normal didn't mean they WERE normal.
"
I don't know about them, but...
" She quickly looked around the alley and spotted a dumpster, much like the one she'd kicked earlier, that nobody was standing near. Heading over to it the blonde went to pull up her sleeve before realizing she wasn't wearing her jacket, scowled to herself and grasped the underside of the dumpster - briefly she worried that her earlier exploits with the newfound strength were just strange flukes, but no, as soon as she started to lift she found the full-sounding dumpster to be unusually light. She clenched her fingers and felt the metal contort around them, hefting the dumpster off of the ground and stepping back, holding it up above her head with an outstretched arm - even able to compensate the lack of balance with more raw strength.
For a moment or so she wondered at her own strength, still having no idea just what kind of limits she now had - then blinked herself out of her thoughts and set it down again, though ti still produced a crash when she let it drop the last few inches. She dusted off her hands as she looked at the small girl again, feeling oddly calmer. "
...Looking normal doesn't mean we're actually normal.
"
Then, as if remembering the state of nearly half the people int he alley, her cheeks flushed a little and she loosened her tie - pulling it off and approaching the little flyer with it held out.
"
Here, it's not much but you can at least wrap it around yourself for a while.
"
I am Inferi.
10-Jun-2020 18:05:34
