by KanzoraSehol on October 6th, 2009, 3:26 am
For some reason, Kanzora was pretty sure that he could help it. Though that was just an instinct. He snorted, this guy was an ass. However, teaching wizar.. reimancy. Kanzora kept forgetting to think of it as reimancy, and it was quite annoying. When Syfec told him what he would do, his first thought was.. what? Then he started to remember how it had felt when Syfecs own res felt coursing through his body. He figured he would probably have to immitate that, but it would be hard.
Kanzora stood up, and focused as much as he could, trying to remember the feeling and bring it out. He stood there for a few minutes thinking, all he was thinking about was res. Res. Res. Come out res. Where are you res? Do I have res? What color is my res? It took him a good bit to realize that he was just standing there, looking like a complete fool. He finally opened his eyes after a good five minutes, looked at the reimancer pleadingly, and realized that he wasn't going to get much help until he could make his own res.
He focused again, even harder this time though, he was determined to do this, he would get this done. He pushed as hard as he could, his face turning red, blue, purple. All shades of the rainbow. He put it all into a concentrated yowl, and came up with nothing. He sat down in defeat, it was obviously going to be a long time until he got this down, and he felt like an idiot not being able to do it, when Syfec could do it with such ease..
"Sorry.." Kanzora muttered, standing up again after a few minutes rest. He relived the painful moment, a single second at a time. He tried to really grasp the feeling, pull it into his own being, and repeat it. He thought he had gotten it all down, and tried to pull out his res, one more time. He put out his hand, and concentrated, pulling back the memories, and putting them all into his hand, one at a time. He could feel tension building in his hand, and he knew something was going on, though he couldn't see it because his eyes were closed, and he was afraid that if he opened them he would lose the necesary concentration.
After a few seconds, Kanzora opened his eyes, and in fact kept the small, litterly. Small. Amout of res in his hand. There was a small, pinky nail sized amount of purple, what he assumed to be liquid form of his being floating in his hand. It was a pretty shade of purple too, like an indigo. The color of a violet. Though it was odd, that, that was the color of his being, it didn't bother him. As much as he didn't like to admit it, he thought the color was cool himself.
He needed to do more then he had done though, a pinky nail sized fireball isn't going to do much but make a squirrel think he got a mosquito bite. Kanzora showed Syfec in glee, it suprised him that it only took him about an hour to do it, it was hard stuff. Though he wasn't sure if that was a long time, or a short time, he was glad that Syfec hadn't gotten bored and left him. He wanted the guy to stay around just in case, things could get ugly if he lost control of his temper, though that could be bad for the Reimancer as well, he didn't want to kill him, but it might happen anyway.
After a short five minute break, Kanzora continued again, doing the same process he had done a short time ago, but he tried to do it on a larger scale. He tried for a solid minute, and still got the same result. It looked a little bit bigger, but still wouldn't affect anything. He tried again, same result. Again, pinky sized. It was rediculous how hard it was just to make a glowing purple cloud come out of your body. It had taken him almost two hours, and what he had gotten was a pinky nail sized plum. So far, he wasn't impressed.
As he looked at the sky, it was getting darker, and it was harder to see. He was afraid that Syfec might have to be some where, and he would have to wait till later to make more progress on his Reimancy himself, because Kanzora knew that he wouldn't be able to learn anything by himself, he didn't even know what half the terminology was to the books that he would have to learn out of, and if you didn't know that, how were you expected to learn? He didn't care to find out until he did know how to learn.
"If you need anywhere to be, feel free to leave, I may practice on my own"
Kanzora apologized for his taking forever, and really wanted to make it up to the young reimancer. He really wanted to do it this time. Kanzora focused, a vein in his head popping out with the sure amount of pure thought he was giving this. He made himself a pinky sized amount of res. Kept it there for a few seconds, then focused on expanding it. He did to much at once however, and the gaseous cloud of res expanded over thirty times its pinky size, and covered both men, and poofed, sending Kanzora down to the ground, coughing with exasution and short breathedness.
Kanzora smiled to himself, he had done more then enough, unfortunately, this time it was to much. He had to tone down the humongous cloud, and tone up the pinky size. It was a difficult task, but he plead the reimancer to stay for just one more attepmt. He was sure to make this one count, he knew he would. Kanzora rested for a good ten minutes, making sure that he was absoloutely ready to make this final attempt. He took a deep breath.
Concentration was a key, he thought and thought, expanding his res a little bit at a time from the pinky sized bit. It grew, and fell, he didn't want to add to much at once, and was afraid to make it bigger. After a few minutes of doing this, it stayed at a solid palm sized shape. He kept it there, smiled, but kept going. Until this point it had just sat in his hand. He slowly moved it up off, and floated it a few inchs off his hand.
Pure excitement glimmered off the Dhanis eyes, something that showed very slightly. He had just created a ball of res! Now he had to figure out how the hell he was going to make that purple glob into a fireball. That would be interesting to see, or do, or whatever. Kanzora was so excited, he forgot to keep the ball there, and it dispersed. The excitement wore off, and he turned to Syfec. Somehow he had gotten behind him, he supposed that while he was concentrating, Kanzora must have turned away on accident.
"How was that, wiz?"
"When your breath is so shallow, your bones so weak. Your only thoughts are of those to wish its end. Those are the moments you cherrish, the ones you remember."