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::MAtsuo finishes brushing her hair and then places her clothes back on and goes to check on Loki::

*blushes as he looks at her* Bye ((GTG))

~The blood in Heswina's hand would turn black then, the rose turning black as well. This only occured for an instant though as Truinthil released the illusion that he had placed. He stepped out from behind a row of hedges.~

You have been wishing my attention Heswina?

Across the garden, Moku sits with her sister under the shade of an oak.
She sighs lightly, looking up at the mass of leaves and the light just barely peeking through, "Hashii? You havn't fallen asleep, have you?" she asks, not turning to look at her.

Reaching back over to the rose bush she plucks another white rose from the brumbles of branches and thorns. Ignoring the sharp thorns she wove a weave around the flower. It was tightly wound and consited largely of earth and fire, and just a little spirit. The weave was just a shield to hide the real one. The base of the flower shone a bright white and slowly began to travel up the stems, branching off amongst the thorns. Behind the white bar a tiny red line wound tightly around the stem. And lower still the flower began to take a dark black color. "Not only have I learned how to create Cuendillar, but I have also spent many tireing nights forming armor out of it. Quite a beautiful peice of work, if I do say so myself." Tapping the black breastplate she smirked at Truinthil, "Go ahead...strike out...strike my heart"

~Truinthil smirked at the rose which was probably had an illusion over it, seeing as last he checked you needed iron to form Cuendillar~

You wish me to prove to myself that it is Cuendillar? Fine then.

~He simply threw a dagger of fire at her chest with a look of boredom on his face~

The breastplate itself was the real deal. The dagger struck her, the armor adjusted color for a breif moment and then reformed into the dull black. Cuendillar, also known as heartstone (right?), was a special substance that absorbed anything that's used against it and only served to make it stronger. The blackness continued to travel up the flower, now a bit more then a fourth of the way up. She remained completely impassive to the attack as she held the weaves in place. "You're right, you do need iron to form heartstone." She laughed at how simple it was that she read his mind, "But I've got a little secret..." The weaves set in place around the original served two functions, to hide the weave used to create Cuendillar, and to provide the artificial metal used in the creation.