Iskaulit Mingle - Problems with Psychics

[notzubats]

Who: Anyone on the Iskaulit!
Broadcast: If you'd like?!
Action: Iskaulit!
When: Today, as Sora's augment glitch starts.

[It's your average day on the Iskaulit. Absolutely nothing seems out of place initially, but without any warning- you might find yourself or your friends experiencing some problems. What's up on that?

In other words, it's an Iskaulit mingle with a twist! Come on in everyone! You don't need to interact with Sora to have it effect you, so feel free to start your own threadstarter! Or talk to Sora, that's cool too. ]

Comments

[wolfehawke]

Sort of.

[He licks the pads of his fingers, feeling a bit like he's licking foil in the act for all the lyrium. It gives him pause for a moment, but then he shakes his head and pinches out the candle.]

Do it again, only this time just the candle.

[wolfuncaged]

[Fenris keeps a quiet eye on him before focusing on the candle once more.]

...Right.

[He reaches out with his finger, brow furrowing. For a few moments nothing happens, then he feels the surge and flow of the magic. A part of him still baulks against it, pulls away, protects himself from it. He tries to fight it, however, just so he can do this, to make himself safe. A spark flickers and lights the candle.

He doesn't look exactly pleased about it, it's still magic. But he did it. Yay.]

[wolfehawke]

Good job.

[Adalwolfe smiles at Fenris for the effort. It's a tentative thing, knowing just by the look on the elf's face that this entire thing is not a triumph for him, just a continuation of the hell he's caught in concerning magic, but it's still progress. It's also a tentative thing because it still causes a great deal of discomfort to have Fenris drawing mana from his skin. At least this time he was ready for it.

Again he pinches out the flame, just as his father did when teaching him.]

Light it again.

wrap?

[wolfuncaged]

[Fenris lets out a soft, annoyed huff. This...is going to get very repetitious, very quickly. But he knows it must happen. He closes his eyes, exhaling softly. And repeats. Eventually, he gets the candle to light every time, so hooray for him.

He absolutely is not happy about it though. Grouchiest student ever.]

wrap!

[wolfehawke]

[And around they go, Adalwolfe not letting up until can light the candle expertly with little effort. Yes, good on him, especially considering Adalwolfe had thrown a fit at this father the first time he'd made him repeat this exercise over and over. Granted, Wolfe had been barely twelve and his life had very suddenly gotten a lot more complicated with the advent of his magic. Fenris is older, and won't have to deal with it for all that much longer probably.

Hopefully.

Maker, but he does want his magic back...

At least this serves a purpose, though. Maybe a bit more understanding between them. He won't hold his breath, but a Champion can dream.]