07-13-2017, 11:58 AM
“What kind of hell is this, that I should die and not be allowed my end?” Vin whispered, forgetting she was not among fellow mistings. Usually a misting could hear far better than a normal human, and whispering amongst each other was a common way of communicating. “You’ve been brought here, against your will?” Remaining wary, vin continued to burn the tin that lay nestled in her stomach. The tiny amount she had could probably burn for several hours non-stop. It would be a constant alert of all her senses, and despite the seeming friendliness of these ‘secondaries’ as they called themselves, she would need to be ready for anything in this new world.
“Let’s go.” she said, as she began moving toward the wall. Instinctively she reached for her coin pouch, and before she noticed it was missing, her hand had already made the motion to throw a coin onto the ground and she began attempting to push herself off of it and into the air. One of the many abilities of a mistborn is the ability to push onto metals by burning steel, naturally flying was common among them, and coins were a small price to pay for the freedom of flight. Unfortunately, she had no coin pouch, as with many things it seemed to have disappeared on her transference to this world. “So getting around is going to be a lot slower as well then.”
In a few minutes they had arrived at the guarded gates of the city. “My name is Vin Venture, I am a Primary, are you Secondaries?” she said to the guards “I request entrance to this city.”
“Let’s go.” she said, as she began moving toward the wall. Instinctively she reached for her coin pouch, and before she noticed it was missing, her hand had already made the motion to throw a coin onto the ground and she began attempting to push herself off of it and into the air. One of the many abilities of a mistborn is the ability to push onto metals by burning steel, naturally flying was common among them, and coins were a small price to pay for the freedom of flight. Unfortunately, she had no coin pouch, as with many things it seemed to have disappeared on her transference to this world. “So getting around is going to be a lot slower as well then.”
In a few minutes they had arrived at the guarded gates of the city. “My name is Vin Venture, I am a Primary, are you Secondaries?” she said to the guards “I request entrance to this city.”