So I'm not sure if we're waiting for charlie or for the others to figure out their magic. I specifically made my post pretty vague for time frame so everyone else could do their thing and not have it like my guy just got it right away.
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Zephyr loved the look of the canyon they were in. If this is where they would be training he would enjoy it quite a bit. Then what the master said hit him, "wait, months?" He was sure he wouldn't get an answer about it, but it was crazy to think that months had passed when it felt like he was only asleep for the night. Whatever though, he knew that doing this would mean being gone from home for a long time, possibly forever. The other started dispersing, and the master wanted to talk to Bristle away from the others. Zephyr found a nice spot and sat down cross-legged.
Closing his eyes and putting his hands in a circular shape in front of him, he took a deep breath to clear his mind. Meditation was something he did on a daily basis. Well, used to, considering he had been asleep for several months according to the master. Still, it came naturally to him after all this time. He opened up to the sensations around him, the faint breeze through the field, the sounds of the others as they tried to access their magic. He remembered what the master said, do not control the magic, let it flow.
After some time, Zephyr felt tingling in his hands. He looked down and saw tendrils of energy flowing from is palms. Taking another deep breath, he focused on it, causing the energy to swirl until it was finally a sphere. Remembering what the master said about not getting overly emotional, Zephyr made the sphere go away before pumping his fist in the air excitedly. He wasn't sure if he was the first or the last person to get it but he was just happy he did it at all.
Closing his eyes and putting his hands in a circular shape in front of him, he took a deep breath to clear his mind. Meditation was something he did on a daily basis. Well, used to, considering he had been asleep for several months according to the master. Still, it came naturally to him after all this time. He opened up to the sensations around him, the faint breeze through the field, the sounds of the others as they tried to access their magic. He remembered what the master said, do not control the magic, let it flow.
After some time, Zephyr felt tingling in his hands. He looked down and saw tendrils of energy flowing from is palms. Taking another deep breath, he focused on it, causing the energy to swirl until it was finally a sphere. Remembering what the master said about not getting overly emotional, Zephyr made the sphere go away before pumping his fist in the air excitedly. He wasn't sure if he was the first or the last person to get it but he was just happy he did it at all.
I have work and was busy yesterday, but I should get something up either tonight or tomorrow
Zephyr woke up feeling better than he did right after the ritual, but that wasn't saying much. The first thing he noticed was he was in different clothes. These new ones were pretty comfy, but he didn't even want to think of what the Master did to get them all changed. It seemed everyone was waking up, Bristle being the first. He was standing by the door knocking on it, Zephyr guessed to make noise to wake the others. As he stood up Zephyr also realized he didn't have any of his personal items with him. "This guy better not have thrown my sword away," he said to himself as he walked over to Bristle. "So we have instructions already?" He nodded at the note, wondering what exactly their first assignment would be.
I'm waiting until someone else posts before I do as I was the last one to post before the plot moved on
As the pain shot through him Zephyr just thought of what was keeping him going. Magic is understanding of the universe. Understanding is knowledge. Knowledge is power. After what felt like an eternity he fell to the ground on his knees. Looking at the Magic Man, he seemed amused watching them all suffer, probably because he was counting on no one expecting that pain. Zephyr gave the man a weak thumbs up before collapsing in the snow, unable to move for the time being.
Magic was all Zephyr was passionate about in life anymore, if that wasn't good enough reason to commit his life to magic he didn't know what was. One of the other boys asked if he could use Zephyr's katana, to cut his finger or something and sign he guessed. Most people probably didn't have an open cut or something to get blood from. "Ya, sure," Zephyr said, holding out his sword so the boy could cut himself on it. "I'm Zephyr by the way, you?" Zephyr was more than happy to let anyone else who needed it to use his katana.
It seemed everyone else knew exactly why they were here, but Zephyr needed a moment to think of his reasoning. He had come here to learn magic sure, but why was learning magic so important to him that he was willing to risk his life for it? After a little more thought it came to him. "I'm here because I've been interested in magic for almost my whole life," he said to the man, "and magic is one of the only things in my life anymore that makes me feel anything. It's one of my only passions, and if after all of this you won't teach me then I go home to my empty life. That is why I am here." After he finished Zephyr realized that got a lot more intense than he meant to make it. Now the others probably thought he was weird, he just kind of looked down to avoid everyone's eye contact.
Sorry, I'm around, I was busy with work over the weekend. I'll get something up today
Now I don't mind a bit of a slower RP, but I don't want this to die right after I join :(
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