12-16-2016, 06:45 PM
The girl is eager and her face brightens as Eira explains her ability and what she might be able to offer. It does make Eira wonder however …
While she respects the girl’s hunger for knowledge, she does find it odd that a girl so young is so interested in the ways of battle. Or … perhaps it is not so odd. Children like to play fight after all, do they not?
But she has no time to dwell on the disquieting thought - she is suddenly overcome by a strange sensation. Her skin tingles and her body is suddenly chilled … but it is an oh-so-familiar chill. She laughs aloud, suddenly giddy as power floods through her. She can’t help but reach for it, and she pulls a light flurry of snow from the sky above. Oh god it’s so nice to have it back. Once again she can’t help but see the irony in the situation. She’d been so, so afraid of her abilities when she’d first arrived in Beqanna …
But the girl and Magnus are still the discussing their own terms, so she forces herself to fall silent despite the giddiness inside. Once Magnus has made his only request - that she use such fighting knowledge for good, rather than evil - does she step forward to speak again. “Thank you, so much, for what you have done. Would you prefer to work with Magnus first, or with me?” She pauses for a moment, thinking. “I must confess, I’m not sure where to begin.” Perhaps she should ask Weir. He knows some attacks using his cryokinetic abilities, she’s seen him do it before. She supposes she would be able to replicate some of them on their own … but for some of the more complicated attacks she might need his advice. Not to mention she’d be concerned about the potential of actually hurting the girl. On that thought … “Do you have any abilities of your own? Any that you might be able to use in defense?”
While she respects the girl’s hunger for knowledge, she does find it odd that a girl so young is so interested in the ways of battle. Or … perhaps it is not so odd. Children like to play fight after all, do they not?
But she has no time to dwell on the disquieting thought - she is suddenly overcome by a strange sensation. Her skin tingles and her body is suddenly chilled … but it is an oh-so-familiar chill. She laughs aloud, suddenly giddy as power floods through her. She can’t help but reach for it, and she pulls a light flurry of snow from the sky above. Oh god it’s so nice to have it back. Once again she can’t help but see the irony in the situation. She’d been so, so afraid of her abilities when she’d first arrived in Beqanna …
But the girl and Magnus are still the discussing their own terms, so she forces herself to fall silent despite the giddiness inside. Once Magnus has made his only request - that she use such fighting knowledge for good, rather than evil - does she step forward to speak again. “Thank you, so much, for what you have done. Would you prefer to work with Magnus first, or with me?” She pauses for a moment, thinking. “I must confess, I’m not sure where to begin.” Perhaps she should ask Weir. He knows some attacks using his cryokinetic abilities, she’s seen him do it before. She supposes she would be able to replicate some of them on their own … but for some of the more complicated attacks she might need his advice. Not to mention she’d be concerned about the potential of actually hurting the girl. On that thought … “Do you have any abilities of your own? Any that you might be able to use in defense?”
EIRA
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