Having just spent the entire night out in the woods he'd stumbled upon this odd place. A place that was at a much higher altitude then what he was used to, and paid close attention to the water. He paid close attention to the multitude of Deer which roamed about the vicinity. Holland was once more subject to a mildly cold breeze. As if he were in winter all over again, although the breeze wasn't quite overwhelmingly cold just yet. Holland came to make note of several odd things about the place. How absolutely clear the water appeared to be. The very appearance of the water was odd and pristine. He refused to drink from it due to the look of it alone; Paying close attention to the surrounding area.
Although it didn't look like much other then a few animals that grazed around him; He continued to obsess over the water. No one was even present for now, Therefore he proceeded to extend both his hands simultaneously. He felt a cold breeze of wind; Followed by the warmth of the sun light. He immediately sat as close as he possibly could to the waters edge. He hadn't touched the water at all, but he couldn't help it. A sudden urge; A passion to come in contact with the water drove him closer. Holland criss-crossed his legs and reached for the water at the edge. He made note of how clear it was, and he placed both of his hands within it simultaneously.
He felt the absolute odd sensation of the water as it passed through each and every one of his fingers. How smooth, and fluent it was; how lovely, and how it flowed with ease. Holland proceeded to play about with the water a bit as he ran his fingertips through it further. He attempted to figure out exactly why it was like this.
Perhaps he could practice using his magic here. Due to the fact that there was an ample supply of water, and he knew very well that he had to learn to control himself better. Therefore he stood erect once again, directly at the edge of the water and simply stared at it. Immediately he attempted to figure out a method of making use of this water.Holland attempted to concentrate, and remembered what his father taught him all those years ago.
About the multiple states that res existed in. His father preferred the state of gas. Holland began having a flashback and remembered that res came in the forms of solid, liquid and gas. His Father battered and beat him upside the head when he didn't understand it. Therefore he ensured that although his Father wasn't present; He would make his Father proud of what Holland accomplished. His Father at first taught him about liquid res, and how it flowed smoothly. After which he learned about res in a gaseous state; Followed by learning about it in a solidified state.
With that being said, Holland wove about his arms, and gestured away at the water. He danced about and executed several movements; strange, but they were strong. Harsh, and could be applied in an unarmed-combat situation due to the fact that they included punches, kicks, and multiple other motions. Holland started with a stomp, and uplifted his right foot before he brought it down twelve inches apart from his left foot. Holland watched as the water splashed while he continued to concentrate. His optics closed simultaneously, and immediately he visualized a droplet of water and watched it fall from the heavens. Off into a vast field of beautifully pristine grass. Suddenly he heard a very well distinct sound of a drip from the lake.
A lavender-gold glow surrounded Hollands embodiment; the glow emitted itself from his skin. Which included wisps of royal blue, dancing about like a flame. Although the amount of res was incredibly small; Anyone with eyes could see that he was using magic. He could very well clearly hear the sweet delightful sound of water being uplifted from the lake. Although it was no more then a simple sound; He felt elated.
