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 Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2019 11:22 am
If there was one thing that Kibirev was beginning to realize…it was that she had no idea how to really defend herself. She hadn’t really cared about it before…and even if…
Even if there had been that one…lesson…she didn’t remember much from it other than the dancing afterwards…but that wasn’t important.
Shaking her head, she looked at her brother, taking in his fuku, the flowers he had in his hair and on his tiara were so pretty. She adored that color purple…and it was so nice that they matched. It made her feel like perhaps this had been meant to be from the beginning.
“All right, Arnica. Here’s what’s going to happen. You and I…we’re going to fight one another…I want…to see your magic. So in case something happens…I know that you know how to use it, and then I’ll know that you’ll be okay if I’m not around to protect you.”
Kibirev was working very hard to sound tough and not unsure of herself. She wanted to seem as though she knew what she was doing…as though she could handle herself if there ever really was another big battle or something like that.
“I’m going to use my magic on you, too, so you can see what it’s like, okay? So…don’t be scared or anything. It won’t hurt you.”
…Not that she had ever actually used her super magic…but.
She didn’t think it would hurt him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2019 6:14 pm
Arnica didn't seem like he was entirely confident that he wanted to be doing this with his sister, but he had always trusted her and he knew she didn't have any reason to want to cause him harm.
But still. Magic?
And she was using it on him?
"All right," he said slowly. "...I'm not scared." It wasn't exactly a lie, but he wasn't sure how to describe the emotions in the pit of his stomach. Mostly, it just felt like he was still in a state of disbelief. He was slowly wrapping his mind around all of this 'Senshi' stuff--and it was very slowly settling in that he had magic of his own, but...
He couldn't even imagine how he was supposed to use his. This would be a good learning experience, he told himself.
He could watch what his sister did and, when he was ready, try out his magic, too.
"...I'm ready. We don't have to fight often, do we?" he asked abruptly, despite taking a stance that said he was still bracing himself.
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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2019 6:49 pm
“Who? You and me?” Kibirev seemed a little distracted. “No…I don’t want to fight you at all…it just…we have to know how to defend ourselves. There are some nasty people in this city. People who might try to hurt us…”
Not that she had really seen any of these people…but.
They were there. They had to be. After all, what use would it be to have the court out trying to…do whatever the court was trying to do, after all.
“I was told that I was too soft and too precious and whatnot…and that I shouldn’t be so trusting and gentle…so I was told to try to fight…though the best example of when I fought was when they were all attacking Altea…but…”
She shook her head. “That doesn’t matter now! It’s a new day and a new life and…” She held her hand out, saying very clearly; “Tranquil Foxglove.” When the flowers appeared in her hand, she looked at them fondly, and then blew them towards Arnica.
“I hope you’re ready. It’s going to be okay, I promise!”
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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2019 6:50 pm
As the flowers drifted towards him, Arnica drew in a breath and waited.
...and waited.
He has braced himself for something, anything, after the flowers made contact but there was no pain, no discomfort.
After a few seconds, he found himself clearing his throat; he didn’t know what he expected but for right now he didn’t feel like he’d been attacked. He felt...at peace. Relaxed. It was hard to even take a battle stance when he felt so at ease.
“The name that you call out,” he said after a moment. “That’s...what your magic does? Those were foxglove flowers and they...” he closed his eyes and just relaxed in the night breeze. “...they make someone feel tranquil?”
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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2019 6:51 pm
Kibirev nodded. “Yeah. That’s what my first attack did too…but…I guess this one is stronger. I suppose it will help a lot if I ever run into someone who wants to kill me, don’t you think?”
She placed her hands behind her back and rocked back on her heels, looking almost amused. “I wonder what yours does…please, you’re free to use it on me, I don’t mind at all…It’s good that we know what one another can do…in case something happens you and me can rely on one another…it’ll be safer, honestly.”
Honestly, Kibirev had no real worry that Arnica’s attack would hurt her…how could it? He was her brother…she was sure that his magic would realize that…or else that his magic wouldn’t be offensive, like hers wasn’t.
“Come on, Arn. Hit me!” She was pleased by how brave she sounded.
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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2019 6:53 pm
His eyes were still closed and he exhaled gently, still too at peace to be incensed into action by her words. “Later,” he sighed, content and leisurely. “...I don’t know the words to mine,” he added a moment later. “How did yours come to you? —what happens if you don’t say ‘tranquil’—what if you say angry? Would that change your magic?”
He had managed to open his eyes now and despite his curiosity, all he wanted to do was lay back and watch the clouds dance across the night sky.
It was like all his problems had melted away, like he couldn't even remember what they were. All he could think about was the stress leaving his body, his muscles relaxing, his mind clearing out.
All he could think about was peace.
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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2019 6:56 pm
Kibrev blinked. “…Oh I…I don’t think that if I changed the words it would change my magic any…that’s an interesting thought though, and not something that had ever crossed my mind…” She felt her eagerness for the training utterly drain from her system.
He sounded…bored.
Of course it must just mean she was a bad teacher. She really couldn’t do anything right. “I don’t know. The cat that made the stupid decision to upgrade me told me what to say. So I said it. There’s nothing more to it, I guess.”
Looking away, Kibirev tried to hide the bitter hurt in her voice but knew she was doing a poor job of it. “Anyway…I guess that’s enough for one night. Let’s just…go home or whatever…”
It didn’t matter.
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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2019 7:01 pm
Arnica found himself nodding, to dazed by her magic to really even pick up that anything seemed wrong. "I don't think the cat made a bad decision," he said, sliding his hand into hers as they began to walk towards the house. Maybe it wasn't all just her magic; he seemed exhausted and home just sounded like a good idea.
"...Thank you for showing me your magic. I'll...work hard to figure out what mine is."
Only, the idea of working hard sounded so...hard. It wasn't enough to stress him out; it was just enough to make him realize that, sadly, he was losing her magic.
...He missed it already.
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