Editing Cherish (section)

===Emotion Detection===
She interprets emotions as a form of "music" that comes from the mind and body of her target with each different emotion having a different "sound",<ref name="I11g e1">He went for his gun, but he didn’t get that far. She closed her eyes for a moment, listened for the music that came from his mind and body. The jangling, dissonant noise of alarm, the throbbing percussion of mortal fear, every part of his body shifting into fight or flight mode. The underlying notes spoke to his personality. His love of his family, his fear that he was about to leave them behind, anger towards her, a momentary anxiety that he was overreacting. She grasped this in the fraction of a second.<br/><br/>Reaching for that mortal fear, she wrenched it. When that wasn’t quite enough, she pulled at it and twisted it until everything else was squeezed into the far edges.<br/><br/>[...]<br/><br/>Not much time to do it.  She searched through the feelings of her passenger, found the networks of brotherly love, trust, camaraderie, and adjusted each until the music was one of tension, suspicion, paranoia.  Then she set his fight or flight reflexes into high gear.<br/><br/>“Get the gun.”<br/><br/>He fished for it between the seats, picked it up.<br/><br/>Then he pointed the gun at her.<br/><br/>“No, stop,” she said.  Too unspecific.  Fuck.  Still need to work on that.  She hit him with as much doubt and indecision as she could manage to keep him from shooting her.  Then she stalled all of the ‘music’ that flowed to and from that one point in the very front of his brain.  She knew the music was her way of understanding and interpreting the biological processes that drove people’s emotions.  By listening for it, she knew what they felt, knew what the emotions were tied to, vaguely. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2012/06/22/interlude-11g/ Excerpt] from [[Interlude 11g]]</ref> making it easy for her to track her targets.<ref name="Cast2"/> Cherish has displayed the ability to detect people's emotions from across the entire city, both allowing her to track them and allowing her to detect their relationships with each other. She can also deduce capes based on their greater emotional volatility. She is able to tell who people are based on the emotional signature she gets from her powers.<ref name="I11g e2">He nodded dumbly and climbed out of the jeep.  She made her way over to the driver’s seat, then waited for him to climb in before she peeled out.<br /><br />The jeep cut through the shallow water that covered the roads.  Others had noticed her leaving, she knew, and were following in their own vehicle.  She could sense them, each a  fingerprint of emotions in deeply individual configurations.  The mix of personal pride and confidence that she sensed in them suggested they were military.  The soldiers that had been taking over for this guy?<br />[...]<br />She reached out and started feeling for the outliers.  The emotional fingerprints that stood out from the rest.<br /><br />The other seven members of the Nine were out there.  Not hard to find.  One or two were interacting with some other outliers.  The most fucked up people in this fucked up city.  She’d studied each of these unknown outliers over the course of a week, watching their emotions shift as they went out about their lives, sometimes visiting the areas they tended to hang around, to get a sense of their environments.  Slowly, she’d pieced them together, created profiles, discerned which ones had powers and described them to the other members of the Slaughterhouse Nine.  Each had made their picks:<br /><br />[[Noelle|The buried girl]].  [[Armsmaster|The arrogant geek]].  [[Bitch|The dog lover]].  [[Labyrinth|The daydreamer]].  [[Hookwolf|The warlord]].  [[Panacea|The scaredy cat]].  [[Oni Lee|The broken assassin]].  [[Purity|The crusader]].<br /><br />And all she wanted was a few minutes to pay a visit to hers.  She didn’t have to name ''that'' one.  He was familiar enough.  She smiled. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2012/06/22/interlude-11g/ Excerpt] from [[Interlude 11g]]</ref> <!--https://redd.it/7coxo3
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Although Cherish could not see or hear [[Imp]], she could still detect Imp via her emotion sense.<ref>“Put the weapon away,” Cherish said, her voice quiet.<br><br>Aisha gulped, realizing the trap she’d just stepped into.  “You can hear me?”<br><br>A second passed, and there was no response.<br><br>“Put it away, or I’m going to leave you quivering in a corner, shitting your pants.”<br><br>“You ''can’t'' hear me.”  Aisha gripped her weapon and stepped closer.<br><br>Cherish whirled around, her eyes flitting right and left, searching for Aisha.  “I’ll scream.  He’ll come in here, and a couple swings of his knife, he can cut you down, invisible or no.”<br><br>“It’s not invisibility,” Imp said, uselessly.<br><br>“Put your weapon away,” Cherish said, her voice quiet and carefully measured, “We only have a few seconds before Jack gets suspicious.  Listen.  I want to strike a deal.” - [[Interlude 13.5 (Donation Bonus)]]</ref><!-- Interestingly her powers make her an effective counter to Stranger-type infiltrators like [[Satyr]], who is able to change his form but not his mind. --> She has a hard time tracking [[Mannequin]].<ref>“Torch the apartment and make a break for it?” Burnscar asked.  “We can meet up as a group later.”<br><br>“No.  Cherish has a hard time tracking Mannequin, and he won’t know how to find us,” Shatterbird said. - [[Interlude 13.5 (Donation Bonus)]]</ref>