After a hardy breakfast, Trinity had gotten herself out to the yard for a little meditation. She'd been having trouble reproducing... many of the things she'd done during the Magic Games. She was missing... something. A lack of practice, perhaps, had made her rusty. Seemed as likely as anything else.

As she sat in the sun, she recalled her basics. Energy Make was made of energy zones, balanced against each other. Without balance, the Make would fall apart. Each zone had a direction and an amount of force, so in a sense, each Make was multiple small Makes in one. The sword, for example, was four zones. The cutting edges, and the flats, each group opposed to itself. She would have to practice making a three-zone balance somehow.

However, if done properly, unbalance could be maintained. In this way, she could move the Makes in their own, without having to grasp them. She had to anticipate the movements. This was because... [I] ah... Umm...[/I]

"Ah, I don't remember." She flopped onto her back, putting a hand on her gut "Hmm... Back inside." The pit in her stomach demanded attention, and she just wasn't able to ignore it.

"Mn, getting up is hard when you're hungry..." She took a breath, sat back up, and let it out slowly, before rolling herself onto one knee and pushing up off of the other with a grunt, to her feet.

Once she dragged her feet all the way inside, she grabbed a skillet after rifling through the cupboards and went about making herself something to eat.

Food and cleanup later, she stepped out into the hall with more food in her hand, and quickly spotted the group at the door. A leisurely stride brought her to the gathering as she wondered what was going on.