User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-25808351-20180124030225/@comment-28358106-20180126013959

"Hnngh?  Oh, no no, hehe, no," Lucida says, still trying to control her shyness. "I-It's n-not like that.   I made a Camera Obscura, w-which takes pictures of invisimle smike..psych..." She takes a deep breath, her voice shaking. "...Psychic p-projections.  Umm...as in everyone's aura.  Life aura, I mean.  A-and if enough people imagine something, something that isn't, it sees the image.  Something that isn't there, I-I mean.  So, I dressed up, b-but told everyone to imagine me in my smot...my spot in the picture, and it took a picture of it.  Of me, but in the picture.  They're imagined me.  I mean. I-it can take pictures of people's aura, too.  I already said that.  But auras contain emotions.  And things.  Umm..."

She plants her hands in her lap, turning red from embarrassment and looking slightly down.

"I-it breaks a lot, though.  I-it broke when I took a plate o-of Gemmi's birth, the one where Puh...Papa had to...ummm....I shouldn't probably talk about that, though.  Never.  Mind, I mean.  I mean.  Mmm."

She clams up and bites her lip, letting someone else close the breach in conversation while she mentally readies herself for more.