[Flashback] Out, Out, Brief Candle! (Solo)

by **Talya** on March 7th, 2015, 4:02 am

Timestamp: Spring 6, 514 AV

Night had just descended upon the city, bathing it within an impenetrable, dark blanket, as thick black clouds roamed the sky. Blotting out any light that might have come from the moon or its supporting stars. The air was still, just as the waters of the lake seemed to be, as Talya couldn't hear them from where she sat with her back against the wall. At least, not over that cricket's incessant chirping. Although, she could feel her heart beating within her chest, hear it, the same as her breath as the wood's cool air began to sink in. The splinters of the poorly sanded boards tickling her through the fabric of her clothes as she stared at the wall directly ahead of her, unsure as to what to do with herself. For now, more than ever, was the time for her to hide within the depth's of the dark city, as she was one of the few. One of the minorities- an Ethaefal, and although not outwardly disapproved of in the way that some other races were, she supposed it best not to poke around at night in a city filled with humans, and dominated by them. And although she could hide, she found it to hot to wear her cloak out, and chose instead, to turn in early for the night. But, she found, she was not yet tired and could not sleep.

So what to do, to pass a little time until she was?

There wasn't much to do when you were home alone, especially when your home was nothing special to speak of. When it held no special rooms- to carry out torture, or to practice skill with one's blade upon a dummy. No place to craft items of wood nor any other material. No place to play games, or do much more than sleep, and although there was a hearth, there wasn't much to cook with, and Tal had never taken much of a liking for cooking anyway. Which left sleep, of course, and training by one's self, the Ethaefal supposed, which was fine as long as she thought of something she could train herself in with such a limited amount of space to work with.

This too, Tal thought on a moment, until she came to the conclusion that there was only her magic, as long as she didn't go at it to long, or try to hard, which, could cause things to get out of hand rather rapidly.

Thus, the Ethaefal took a deep breath in through her nose, and out through her mouth, calming her disquieted soul, her busied mind, prattling on endlessly about nothing in particular. Nothing important. Slowly, as the process repeated itself, her mind eased its way into silence, and she could begin to truly concentrate as a warm, tingling sensation began to course through the length of her body, stretching all the way into the tips of her fingers, burrowing underneath her nails. There, the warmth intensified as it concentrated, and finally, Tal was forced to transmute her djed, allowing it to slip out of the pores within her fingers, and into the air, where it appeared as a nearly transparent gas, res, which seemed to magnify whatever rested behind it.

Tal smiled weakly at the res that circulated above the tips of her fingers, as she allowed air to flow into it. Gradually, the grass flowed upward, snuffing out the res' light, turning it invisible as she held her right hand out and examined it. Still frustrated by how she couldn't see her work whenever she got this far, but even so, she pictured herself passing the air between her fingers. Allowing it to weave in and out of them. Over and around for a few minutes, before she grew tired of it and flicked her index finger, casting it away, causing the air to disperse and mold with its kin before it had reached the ceiling of her apartment.

Tal sighed. This wasn't much fun. Practicing never was. She just wished she could magically start off good at everything, but life didn't work that way, and she soon found herself extending her palm, as she allowed more djed to funnel out of the edge of her hand, and form a ball of res above her palm. At first, the ball remained solid, but as her eyes turned bloodshot, the orb began to lose its shape. At first, it seemed to wobble on its axis. Certain points undulating as though they were waves, or someone were pushing against its sides from the center. Then, when the orb refused to stabilize, although Tal concentrated to the best of her ability, picturing what she wanted the rest to be, to look like and do, she allowed it to flow the way all gaseous substances do- and the orb began to expand and flow around itself. Steadily, however, it took on the shape of a fireball- with a semi distinct orb at its base, with a triangle-like shape on top. Into this, Tal allowed more air to flow, before hurling it toward the far wall.

Tal didn't hear any sort of impact, and supposed it had dispersed before it made contact. But this didn't matter to her. Only fights did; and winning them. This was simply practice so that she may win those fights. Or at least, that's what she kept on telling herself as she conjured another airy orb and tossed it lightly between her two hands. Allowing herself to feel the air course around her fingers over and over again, as though she were playing catch, before tossing the ball into the air, where it splattered without a sound.

The Ethaefal smiled to herself as she held both of her hands out this time, and forced her djed to funnel into them. As the djed poured into her hands, a tingling sensation overcame her, which caused her to shudder as though suddenly chilled. Her teeth chattered a few times as her heart began to beat a little faster, and finally, Tal sent even more djed spiraling into the air. This time, she allowed her res to adopt a smoke-like form, its wispy tendrils licking the apparent emptiness all around her. Slowly, air trickled into this, which, the reimancer allowed to disperse with a snap of her fingers, before a deep sigh escaped her pale lips.

Definitely, not much fun. Not particularly tiring, which made it an even worse way to spend her night. Talya groaned. There had to be something she could do, something which could make this grueling process a little more, fun.

And that's when it hit her, the idea to meld her two magics together, to create some sort of crazy double training session, so that she may kill two birds with one stone. As it struck the Ethaefal, she took another deep calming breath in through her nose and out through her mouth, before allowing her eyes to widen. To take everything in. The bed in the far left corner of the room. The door to her right. The hearth to her left. The small wooden table that was sort of but not directly in front of her, with its chair tucked into the side closest the door. The chest at the foot of her bed; the blank wooden walls. She really needed to get pictures or something for those. They were just to darned boring. An easy fix though, but that wasn't the point. What was, was that she could now see in a way she hadn't before, which allowed her to take in the sight of the table. For her eyes to settled upon it as she continued to regulate her breathing. Slow, steady, methodical breaths as her eyes studied the table's smooth surface. Its four, simple wooden legs. Made of a darker wood. Mahogany was it? Surely it wasn't red enough for cherry. Or could it have been a stained oak? Stained pine? Something else entirely? It didn't matter, what did was that it was there, and she could force the colors out of it, if only she tried hard enough. If only she concentrated, and so she did.

Finally, after a few minutes, a thin brown mist began to sprout out of the top of the wood. Washing over the top of the table as though it were some cocoa colored dust, which Talya had kicked up from a dirt road. She narrowed her eyes as they began to ache and a bead of sweat appeared on her brow, as she began to glean the first of the facts she was able, with the use of her auristics. First, came the obvious, the table was made of wood, and seemed to have been hammered together into place with a series of small metal nails. Or pegs. The things seemed large, clumsy, and generally misshapen, as they had been pummeled into the wood at awkward angles, even though the overall structure seemed to hold up ok. Although, it wobbled sometimes.

Next, came the notion that the wood was moderately old. She wasn't sure what about the aura made her feel this way, it was simply a sense she got. But then again, she supposed that when she touched it, she came to a similar conclusion as well, as the wood seemed to have been sanded ok, and seemed as though it weren't falling apart in any obvious way. As there were no holes from mites, no dents or many scratches from previous owners, no scorch marks, or skids within the wood. Any obvious impurities. Maybe that was what it was then, and she was simply imagining the rest? Not truly gleaning it from the use of her magic, as she had supposed that she was.

Again Tal sighed, as she wondered if she could put the magic out. Douse it with more of a command with her mind. Douse it with her reimancy, or at least, cause the aura to flicker, if she could effect it at all with another field.

As she concentrated on the aura the table cast, Tal conjured another small gust of wind and hurled it at the table, but found that as it traveled, the aura disappeared, as she could not concentrate well enough to maintain it and the small wind which rattled the chair. Again, the Ethaefal tried. Holding onto the faint brown mist first, and then conjuring a smaller airy orb, which she hurled at the table once more.

But the same thing occurred.

Again, and again.

And again.

Until finally, the air seemed to wash over the table without causing the aura to so much as flicker as Tal dropped it and gasped for air. Her chest heaving as her heart hammered in her chest, and sweat poured down the length of her brow.

"Just one more," Tal whispered, as wind rose from her fingers, and flit through the air, as she finally slumped where she sat, while it dissipated into what already was, and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

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