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diatu2019-11-07 10:29 pm
nobodys_puppet) wrote in diatu2019-11-07 10:29 pm
Not Quite The Fire Magic She Intended - Pseudo OTA (See warnings)
Who: Xion and whomever.
What: Attempting to practice fire magic with... interesting results.
Where: A clear area a little way off of campus
When: midmorning
Warnings: Possible violence, angst and angst mentions. (Also as a warning, I'm doing Nano, so replies will be potentially super slow.)
Xion had promised she wouldn't stop using her magic, though she intended to keep an eye on Roxas to make sure he wasn't suffering because she was practicing. The best way to do this, of course, was to practice when he didn't know she was going to, so if he was feeling drained he wouldn't know to hide it. Yes she still worried, but she wasn't locking herself away because of it she was being... cautious. At least that was how she planned to explain it if she got caught watching him too closely. It wasn't bad to want to be sure, right?
So she had slipped off on her own to practice. She had her hood down, which still made her a little nervous, but no one was around so that should be okay. Right? She was trying to get her fire spells working, aiming at a target she had set up, made of a broken art easel she had found in a trash heap. Not that she quite knew what it was supposed to be, but it more or less stood and should burn, so it should be fine.
Except that the spell wasn't working. She kept aiming her Keyblade at it. Kept saying the spell name at it, and... nothing. She slashed her blade down in frustration after an hour of this. "I don't get it!" she complained to herself. "My other spell worked! I could do Thundaga just fine...." Of course...
Because of course....
Lightning flashed as she said the name of that spell, splitting the sky, splitting the target and setting the pieces, and a nearby bush... on fire.
Eyes wide she aimed her Keyblade at the flaming mess. She should have been prepared for success, but she hadn't really expected it. And this wasn't quite success, but... it was still fire. "Blizzaga!" she cried, trying to freeze the flames. Trying... and failing...
Maybe she should have been practicing more after all?
What: Attempting to practice fire magic with... interesting results.
Where: A clear area a little way off of campus
When: midmorning
Warnings: Possible violence, angst and angst mentions. (Also as a warning, I'm doing Nano, so replies will be potentially super slow.)
Xion had promised she wouldn't stop using her magic, though she intended to keep an eye on Roxas to make sure he wasn't suffering because she was practicing. The best way to do this, of course, was to practice when he didn't know she was going to, so if he was feeling drained he wouldn't know to hide it. Yes she still worried, but she wasn't locking herself away because of it she was being... cautious. At least that was how she planned to explain it if she got caught watching him too closely. It wasn't bad to want to be sure, right?
So she had slipped off on her own to practice. She had her hood down, which still made her a little nervous, but no one was around so that should be okay. Right? She was trying to get her fire spells working, aiming at a target she had set up, made of a broken art easel she had found in a trash heap. Not that she quite knew what it was supposed to be, but it more or less stood and should burn, so it should be fine.
Except that the spell wasn't working. She kept aiming her Keyblade at it. Kept saying the spell name at it, and... nothing. She slashed her blade down in frustration after an hour of this. "I don't get it!" she complained to herself. "My other spell worked! I could do Thundaga just fine...." Of course...
Because of course....
Lightning flashed as she said the name of that spell, splitting the sky, splitting the target and setting the pieces, and a nearby bush... on fire.
Eyes wide she aimed her Keyblade at the flaming mess. She should have been prepared for success, but she hadn't really expected it. And this wasn't quite success, but... it was still fire. "Blizzaga!" she cried, trying to freeze the flames. Trying... and failing...
Maybe she should have been practicing more after all?
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She hums a little and flexes her fingers, wand in position. Maybe a one-two will do it. On three, she lets it fly and crosses her fingers.
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