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Post by Autumn Valory on Oct 5, 2012 18:53:19 GMT
*She follows his instructions and breathes in deeply...
...and nothing happens.*
Umm...now what?
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Post by Lufane on Oct 5, 2012 18:57:41 GMT
Just keep trying
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Post by Autumn Valory on Oct 5, 2012 19:00:48 GMT
*So she does. She takes a deep breath...and another...and another...(e.t.c.)
...until finally, she feels the exact same warmth from her stomach in her lungs.*
Yes...I feel it!
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Post by Lufane on Oct 5, 2012 19:06:03 GMT
Search your body for that feeling. Find it in your eyes. Force it down into your stomach...
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Post by Autumn Valory on Oct 5, 2012 19:10:00 GMT
*A very complicated process indeed, but Autumn manages to find the feeling in her eyes and begins to force it down into her stomach. The sensation is odd...kind of unexplainable in a way, and even when she's done, she's not 100% sure she's actually done it properly.*
...o-okay. I think I'm done with that.
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Post by Lufane on Oct 5, 2012 19:13:35 GMT
Your eyes, open them. If you pratice you can force your mana anywhere, boost any sense or strength
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Post by Autumn Valory on Oct 5, 2012 19:21:58 GMT
*She opens them and...*
Aah! T-they're cold!
*She blinks a couple of times but it takes a while for her eyes to warm up again.*
I suppose you're going to explain that as well?
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Post by Lufane on Oct 5, 2012 19:28:14 GMT
Mana is your life source, knowing this, the cold becomes obvious... will you come with me? *He stands and leaves in the direction of Wolfenden*
[OCC: I'm giving up on the Lokie idea, guys]
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Post by Autumn Valory on Oct 5, 2012 19:37:13 GMT
I already said I'd come with you, silly! *She starts to follow, but then turns back to the March of Ides.* And as for you 'sir', I honestly hope that dragon truly is yours. And if you were lying... *She cracks her knuckles.* ...I'll be back. *And with that, she skips off with Lufane.* Oh how I hope he was telling the truth.[OOC: We'll wait now to see if TMOI is okay with this ] [ModNote: Continued for Autumn and Lufane in The Mage and the Brawler.]
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Post by The March of Ides on Oct 6, 2012 14:07:59 GMT
*The March glares as Autumn and Lufane retreat into the distance, flitting between twenties and thirties in appearance. When he finally speaks again, they may well be too far away to hear.* Your threat would mean more if you'd stay Instead of dancing with a fay! Your fickle mind won't take you far But I upon these wings... *He smacks Lokie.* ...HYAH! *They rise high into the early morning air, Lokie's fatigue overriden by the FLIGHT spell still in place, and fly off in the opposite direction from Wolfenden.* [OOC: Later seen in They seldom return.]
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