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 Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 3:39 pm
"Aligned? Like standing next to something?" asks Passura in confusion, reaching for his milk and knocking the glass over as he does so. He groans and the milk freezes in place. Putting the cup on it's side he encourages the milk to flow back into the glass and set it upright. "That was close. See... it's here in my head... that's not magic... that's just me."
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 3:42 pm
*Kero smiles*
Let's simply try this, Pasa...hold still...*He has Rhea come over and look at Pasa, seeing if he has magic, or his mind powers are merely aligned with Water*
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 3:45 pm
**more like immersed... Rhea sees streaks of bluish magic wherever she looks... cool deep running streaks... that seem to permeate the boy's psyche.**
He looks at her nervously and when she pulls away, he sighs with relief. "See I'm no mage.. just me."
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 3:46 pm
*Rhea communicates this to Kero, who nods*
Yes, Pasa...you are...a Watermage...a good one...
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 3:53 pm
"But the wiseman said I didn't have any talent. That I was to be a wiseman like him... not a Learned One." he stammers frantically, his eyes as wide as saucers.
**something is wrong here... that boy is terrified right now... Kero might want to find out a little about his people before he starts trying to convince him of this**
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 3:55 pm
*Kero is there in a heartbeat, suddenly himself again...these deagings last only a day or so...he pulls Pasa into a hug*
Pasa...shhhhh....it's okay...whatever is the matter?
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 3:59 pm
Passura pulls away. "Nothing is wrong, mes'sirrah... nothing..." he says nervously backing his way to the door. He turns tail and runs from the room. "I'm not a mage... I"m not a mage..." he cries as he makes a beeline to his room and locks himself inside.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 4:02 pm
*Kero teleports inside...breaking the rules, yes, but Pasa needs him*
Shh...it's okay, Pasa...Rhea was wrong...I looked at you...there's no magic there, not a drop...I promise you that...
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 4:07 pm
The boy is curled up in a corner, trembling like a leaf. He looks up at Kerobian and the world is in his eyes. "Don't let them take me away... I want to stay here... please... I want to stay..." he begs urgently.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 4:11 pm
*Kero hugs him close*
Never, ever, ever....You are my son, Passura...I will never let them take you away from me...never...I promise...*Sits down on the bed, holding the boy close*
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 4:14 pm
The boy clings to him as if he was a life raft on a stormy sea, silent and afraid.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 4:16 pm
*Kero gently picks him up, and moves over to a corner, willing a rocking chair into existence...he sits down, and gently rocks his son back and forth, and back and forth...*
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 4:20 pm
After a while, the boy relaxes, but only just so. Sighing he leans up against Kerobian and lets the movement sooth his jangled nerves. "Mes'sirrah..." he whispers softly without looking at him.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 4:28 pm
*Kero runs a hand through his son's hair*
Shhh...it's alright, Pasa...I'm here...
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 4:37 pm
The boy's scales on his head are slick and smooth, almost soapy feeling, kind of like the feel of fine jade... and as Kero strokes them, then lift slightly, allowing him to finger them thoughtfully.
"When the masters came for you... were you afraid, too?" he asks in a small tired voice.
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