Mingle Post for Solace

[reflectedblight]

Who: EVERYONE
Broadcast: N/A
Action: On Solace
When: Second half of January

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Comments

[sylphystia]

[It's small, but it's a huge step in the right direction. Something in Dezel's stance relaxes after he sees the result. That had been a very fast attack. Given time and training, Sora might even be able to fight toe to toe with a seraph.]

You did it.

[Dezel's all but glowing. He ruffles Sora's hair again, as if to apologize for the teasing.]

[nerdeology]

...Wow.

[Mikleo whistles quietly, leaning out from behind Dezel (where it's safe, because come on) to examine the damage.]

Not bad for a shortie.

[Clearly not going to apologize for the teasing. Look how effective it was!]

[notzubats]

Yeah! I could feel the energy so I just focused on the stuff and it happened-!

[He did it! He really did it without it being an emergency! Though Mikleo's remark sure gets the seraph a look and a little half-hearted huff]

Hey. Knock it off.

[sylphystia]

Next time you feel it bubbling up, you can control where it goes. I told you it wasn't impossible. It's just a matter of recognizing it and learning not to fear it.

Can you do it again?

[Dezel casually rests his arm on top of Mikleo's head since he's right there.]

You're a shortie too, you know.

[nerdeology]

[Mikleo scowls and bats Dezel's arm away. Shaddup.]

My height has nothing to do with this.

[ANYWAY.]

Try again, just by thinking about it rather than by hearing anything we say.

1/2

[notzubats]

Again?

[Right, okay. What they are saying is making sense. So he takes a deep breath and goes quiet as he tries to think of things that make him mad. Insults, cheating, unfair treatment....yeah, all of those things make him pretty mad alright.

It takes a bit, but soon the thoughts are fresh enough in his head to start to build up some of the energy. Recognize and don't fear it.

He focuses on the rubble. And again, there's a quick slash that cuts at the junk. This one isn't as strong as the last one, but there's still a prominent slash mark there.]

[notzubats]

[ --!

He looks up, surprised]

- Hey! It actually worked!

[sylphystia]

So it did.

[This is good, good news.]

Now that you can do it at will, you'll be able to practice on your own, too. [He glances at Mikleo.] Should he move on to other emotions or do this for a while?

[Since, you know, Mikleo is clearly the only one who knows what he's doing.]

[nerdeology]

Much as I'd like to say no, repetition is key... it isn't like anger is the only one you're having trouble with. Once we know a method for each, practice is something that can be done in your own time.

[In other words, he's got shit to do besides this, and there's only so much they can help with.]

What's another emotion you have difficulty controlling? One that might cause damage around you.

[notzubats]

[He gives a nod to that. Right okay, practice on his own is something he could do]

Fear, for sure. I always have trouble with that one.

[sylphystia]

[A very good point, and true enough. Not that Dezel has much to do besides... his actual job... which he sometimes blows off for no reason, but no one can argue that he does well when he's there.]

It's hard to control being startled. It's your body's automatic response as it tries to protect you. [Hmm...] If you can sense someone coming before they attack you, that gives you a little more time to think things through.

[nerdeology]

That's a good thought... although I'm hesitant to offer up the obvious targets when he's still lacking control.

[Mikleo's concealment arte or Dezel's speed could allow for easy sneak attacks, but that puts them at risk, too. There has to be a better alternative.]

...Projectiles, maybe?

[notzubats]

Sense it how though? I can't really read the wind like you Dezel.

[Just how psychic do you think he is]

...You mean shooting at me?

[sylphystia]

You don't have to read the wind-- you need combat training.

[Jeez, talk about a rabbit hole though.]

... That could work. As long as we don't throw snowballs too hard.

[nerdeology]

They need to be a little hard. If they're too soft, he won't be afraid of getting hit.

[We need to put the fear of god in him, Dezel, stop being a mom. Mikleo reaches out to call forth his staff, twisting it between his fingers, a glyph appearing beneath him. Snow swirls in the air around them, slowly creating a pile.]

[notzubats]

Combat training?

[He has the very basics from trying to learn how to be a ranger, but...yeah. It wasn't much so far. Meanwhile, he eyes that growing snow pile warily]

Oh great. More snow.

[His favorite]

[sylphystia]

[Mikleo doesn't even have to try to put the fear of god into someone. Clearly Sora is terrified of snowflakes.]

Fine then. We'll make them ice balls. Those'll hurt.

[He bends down and packs some into his hands, using a little heat to turn it from a snowball to a snow golfball.]

[nerdeology]

Don't make them too icy, we don't want to break any bones.

[Mikleo turns his staff around and dips it into the snowpile, pulling it towards him, carrying the arte further to turn them into perfectly round little balls, rolling one squarely in front of himself. Then he pulls back to swing.]

Brace yourself!

[F O R E]

[notzubats]

Whoa!

[Sora is NOT PLEASED by this turn of events. He yelps and tries to duck for it!]

[sylphystia]

Bruises make you learn that much faster!

[Dezel is a horrible parent, as shown when he chucks a second snowball, lower, trying to hit Sora's stomach. He doesn't look like he's going easy, but any failure to dodge will result in the snowball just falling dead while it's still in the air.

Whoops, still going easy on him.]

[nerdeology]

[Dammit, Dezel, that's now how you threaten bodily harm. Mikleo's snowballs aren't as hard, but he's definitely aiming to strike and he won't be stopping his hits, either. He keeps the snowballs flying, one after another.

Good luck, little buddy!]

[notzubats]

[Whether they intend to hit him or not, Sora's a bit preoccupied by the dodging and the pelting of Mikleo's snowballs against him. Yeesh, he hates the feeling of the icy cold, it feels awful. But it's not going to stop until he uses his powers right? Gah-

Okay, so he tries to focus and-

Thump!

- Another snowball hits him, the icy feeling against his skin causing him to lose focus just as he's gathering power. ]

Gah!

[ But it freaks him out enough to still set off the power. Just completely unfocused.

So Dezel? All of the sudden, out of nowhere, a splash of water flies at you- like someone just threw a bucket of water. It shouldn't hurt. Just...be wet.]