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[color=#7E354D]BAI SHI
" my own illusion come to be "
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the nomarch was in dead silence as they walked towards the oasis, supporting usagi on their right shoulder. "first things first, we'll work on your prowess with your element. i traded some scales for water from a friend of a friend. don't waste the water, or you'll be pulling it from the ground." they warned her, fox body still painfully small for them to handle.
reaching the oasis they gave a breath out, relief running along their spine. safe. silent. alone. private, mostly. turning around, they dug out a few small bottles from their side pouch, settling a look onto usagi as they set them on the ground, calling away their element from keeping the water in with a blockage of a cork.
"try to feel the water's power. tune your senses in, all of them, to the water in these bottles, until you can feel it running through your own body. once you have achieved that, focus on shaping a small bubble of water and pulling that out and levitating that." they instructed calmly, the fox laying down among the dying reeds, their head on their paws, taking the time to reflect upon some things inside of themselves. mainly, the first thing they had to figure out, was how to react to sephiroth.
ninazu had shaken up some memories, and a few from the sacrifice of the lion before, the one that they had seen. they hadn't cared for the brutality of it, but it had been necessary to keep ignis off their backs, to keep the aspect slightly humbled and content. but what the ardent of the pitt had done, had reached into those memories as well as their memories of a past life, a past body, and mashed them together. she had made it so in their mind, that they were the one being sacrificed to the aspect, the one to fall to their death and be ripped apart by the giant leviathan-class snakes in the pit that the sacrifices were sent. it had become one of their waking nightmares, and they were not fond of the experience.
it reminded them of their younger years, when they first learned how to fly, and how often they had fallen from great heights because the air was too thin. they could remember their father being ready to catch them. this was a different life, a body before this, before they had come from the hellscape to deliver some message about war to their dame, to their adopted 'mother', their other father, jerisidie. whatever. they reminisced, floating in the memories of crimson eyes and white hair, a man's deep rumbling laugh and the press of scales against their skin. they remembered running down big fancy halls to show the man that caught them, a few golden scales, their own white hair flying around them in their excitement. those are old memories. the damage has gone far ... they thought, unable to explain the loss, the separation, the helplessness of looking back upon memories that didn't belong in this lifetime.
shaking their head, they settled to watch usagi, eyes half-lidded, grooming their legs and forepaws. "say, could i speak to you about some matters of the heart ...? some, sibling to sister talk, or sister to sister, if i was feminine." they laughed hollowly, needing someone to speak to, even if they hadn't gotten off on the right foot.
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[color=#7E354D]BAI SHI
" my own illusion come to be "
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the nomarch was in dead silence as they walked towards the oasis, supporting usagi on their right shoulder. "first things first, we'll work on your prowess with your element. i traded some scales for water from a friend of a friend. don't waste the water, or you'll be pulling it from the ground." they warned her, fox body still painfully small for them to handle.
reaching the oasis they gave a breath out, relief running along their spine. safe. silent. alone. private, mostly. turning around, they dug out a few small bottles from their side pouch, settling a look onto usagi as they set them on the ground, calling away their element from keeping the water in with a blockage of a cork.
"try to feel the water's power. tune your senses in, all of them, to the water in these bottles, until you can feel it running through your own body. once you have achieved that, focus on shaping a small bubble of water and pulling that out and levitating that." they instructed calmly, the fox laying down among the dying reeds, their head on their paws, taking the time to reflect upon some things inside of themselves. mainly, the first thing they had to figure out, was how to react to sephiroth.
ninazu had shaken up some memories, and a few from the sacrifice of the lion before, the one that they had seen. they hadn't cared for the brutality of it, but it had been necessary to keep ignis off their backs, to keep the aspect slightly humbled and content. but what the ardent of the pitt had done, had reached into those memories as well as their memories of a past life, a past body, and mashed them together. she had made it so in their mind, that they were the one being sacrificed to the aspect, the one to fall to their death and be ripped apart by the giant leviathan-class snakes in the pit that the sacrifices were sent. it had become one of their waking nightmares, and they were not fond of the experience.
it reminded them of their younger years, when they first learned how to fly, and how often they had fallen from great heights because the air was too thin. they could remember their father being ready to catch them. this was a different life, a body before this, before they had come from the hellscape to deliver some message about war to their dame, to their adopted 'mother', their other father, jerisidie. whatever. they reminisced, floating in the memories of crimson eyes and white hair, a man's deep rumbling laugh and the press of scales against their skin. they remembered running down big fancy halls to show the man that caught them, a few golden scales, their own white hair flying around them in their excitement. those are old memories. the damage has gone far ... they thought, unable to explain the loss, the separation, the helplessness of looking back upon memories that didn't belong in this lifetime.
shaking their head, they settled to watch usagi, eyes half-lidded, grooming their legs and forepaws. "say, could i speak to you about some matters of the heart ...? some, sibling to sister talk, or sister to sister, if i was feminine." they laughed hollowly, needing someone to speak to, even if they hadn't gotten off on the right foot.
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