11-23-2016, 07:58 AM
Jinju
Her ears are pinned back against her skull and the sudden wetness in her eyes don’t only show the pain she feels, but is also causes by fear – both of the flames and to disappoint her parents – and frustration. She doesn’t know how to handle it, and it doesn’t help her that she’s thrown into the deep like this. Sure Reagan is close and she fully trusts her mother, but this just goes too quickly. Instincts kick in, the natural fear of fire, and Jinju wants nothing else but to flee.
It is then that Reagan calls out to her, and Jinju snaps her head up to look the gray mare in the eye. She stands frozen, holding her breath, eyes slowly growing more watery. She needs a while before the meaning of her mother’s words settle in, even though she doesn’t understand where it so suddenly came from. She is not sure how she should react to it, they dropped the news like a bomb. Was she ready to share the parents she found after so much blood, sweat and tears? But Jinju doesn’t get much time to overthink it, as Reagan simply orders her back to go to practise.
But how could she? Her thoughts are all over the place, body slightly trembling and not to forget the fire that still swirls around her. She feels like giving up, and the red eyed girl probably would have if she had been able to diminish. And Ruan. Just like Reagan he encourages her to try again, to try harder. Both believed that she could do this. So she should be able to, right? Even though she doesn’t really want to. After taking a deep breath, she tries to focus once more. She has to do this, or at least she should try.
She is unaware of her parents’ conversation, of Reagan’s struggles, just like she hadn’t heard them talking about her baby brother. Until Reagan pointed it out quite directly that was. This time she tries to gather all the fire together in a bulb, instead of having it swirl around her. Jinju didn’t want to burn herself again, she was afraid of letting it happen again, thus she minimalized the risk by trying to steer the fire away from her own body. And surprisingly, it went quite successful. If you would say that of a big, uncontrollable floating flaming ball.
It is then that Reagan calls out to her, and Jinju snaps her head up to look the gray mare in the eye. She stands frozen, holding her breath, eyes slowly growing more watery. She needs a while before the meaning of her mother’s words settle in, even though she doesn’t understand where it so suddenly came from. She is not sure how she should react to it, they dropped the news like a bomb. Was she ready to share the parents she found after so much blood, sweat and tears? But Jinju doesn’t get much time to overthink it, as Reagan simply orders her back to go to practise.
But how could she? Her thoughts are all over the place, body slightly trembling and not to forget the fire that still swirls around her. She feels like giving up, and the red eyed girl probably would have if she had been able to diminish. And Ruan. Just like Reagan he encourages her to try again, to try harder. Both believed that she could do this. So she should be able to, right? Even though she doesn’t really want to. After taking a deep breath, she tries to focus once more. She has to do this, or at least she should try.
She is unaware of her parents’ conversation, of Reagan’s struggles, just like she hadn’t heard them talking about her baby brother. Until Reagan pointed it out quite directly that was. This time she tries to gather all the fire together in a bulb, instead of having it swirl around her. Jinju didn’t want to burn herself again, she was afraid of letting it happen again, thus she minimalized the risk by trying to steer the fire away from her own body. And surprisingly, it went quite successful. If you would say that of a big, uncontrollable floating flaming ball.