Aimee was still shaking but gentely squeezed on Reon's hand, staring a bit shocked at the electric looking woman, her leaps were getting shorter, the current running through her looking to be weakening some. With a swift, strong leap she slammed against a wall, her feet scratching a metal post lightning flickering about but her own glow of lightning wore out some as she slid down, harmlessly dropping to the street level.<br/><br/>Yet as she passed a parked car a hand gesture to it seemed to arc a lightning from its hood to her hand, a shimmering force present, before she closed her eyes and it was gone. The young woman had a gothy look about her, black hair and makeup around the eyes, black boots and dark black pants, a dark purple sleeveless top accompanied by a dark jacket, her hands covered in dark purple gloves, and black shades over her eyes. Even from distance, Reon could spot at least a few piercings in her ears, eyebrows, and nose. Electrical arcs made a bit of metal easier to spot, funny enough.