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There was a rather proud look on her face as she examined the rock that was there no longer. Sy looked back at Nyiim, still looking like a cat with creme, and grinned. "I told you." Being near people was not such a good idea when she was messing with her magic. While she'd increased the power, she still needed work on control. Noticing that the raptrix had to shake himself off she chuckled and gave an apologetic look. "Sorry boy, I guess I should have warned ya."

Nyiim got no such apology, though she did make sure he hadn't been hurt by any of the pebbles. It was her way of being smug and semi big and bad. Of course he could easily crush that attitude of hers since he could likely lift her up with one arm. That didn't stop her though. "I need more practice with wind, but I think I got lightning pretty well in hand."

Holding her staff in one hand she brought the other up to rub at her neck with a nervous laugh. "Self taught.. I've never thought about finding someone to teach me." Of course that was mostly because before she would stutter and blush and get no where when she spoke to others. Now she wasn't sure if anyone would teach her since she likely had some bad habits with magic. "I was kinda.. you know, too shy to speak to anyone about it before." When she blinked while looking at Nyiim she noticed some debris had stayed in his hair and it made her giggle at him.

While she beamed at the compliment she was still grinning at him in laughter. Her giggling grew worse when Nyiim wiped at his cheek. Finally Syqvara shook her head at him and pointed to the top of his head. "You've got some pebbles in your hair."

While she thought about trying to get them out herself she didn't approach the taller leaf member. Mostly because she was too short to reach but also because it wasn't her place. Sy might have a small crush on the man but it didn't mean she could just do whatever. "It looks funny, almost like you are trying to wear beads." She teased.

"Yes, but you don't." Sy pointed out casually. She watched as he shook his hair out. When she saw all of the pebbles fall out she nodded her head. He'd gotten them out. As he put his hair back into a poinytail she gave a chuckle. "You should braid it you know. Gets less things tangled in it." She pointed to she small braid at the side of her head. Granted not all of her hair was in it, but she had one.

When he mentioned that it was her fault for blowing up the rock she glanced back at where it had been. "I suppose I should work on not exploding things."

She looked at him a oddly when he said that he couldn't braid his own hair. Sy could braid her own, so why was it hard to do for others? The red head grinned at him. "Huh, so I'm better at something. Want me to braid it for you?" If Nyiim wanted his hair braided then she wouldn't mind doing so. After all, she kinda did just send debris all over him.

With a small grin she gripped her magic staff and gave him a slightly mischievous look. "Who said you were innocent, Nyiim? You might deserve a shock or two." Sy was teasing and being genuinely playful since she considered him her friend. It was so different from the shy little thing he met at the battle.

When she noticed what Bosede was doing she gave a cringe. "Don't lick the dirt!" Silly animal. Syqvara wanted to laugh but she was kinda worried that the charred dirt and left over bits of rock would make him sick.

"Even so, I'm no good with an actual weapon." Sy shrugged her shoulders. There was just no way she could be good with something that would draw blood from someone or some thing. Continuing to tease she called on her powers again and made a few sparks circle her staff. "Maybe we should see if your hair can stand on end." She would never do it. Syqvara didn't have it in her to use her magic on a friend. But she could play around. And it was obvious by the look on her face that she was joking.

With a small laugh she shook her head at the raptrix. "Goofy." As Nyiim tried to apologize for the beast she grinned at him. "I believe you, I just didn't want the residue to harm him."

The idea of her being strapped to Nyiim before heading into battle had her laughing and shaking her head. "I'd be too heavy for that." By looking at Sy's thin frame anyone could tell that would be a lie. It looked almost like she had been skipping meals. The magic on her staff quickly dissipated since she couldn't maintain it due to her laughter. "Oh my.. first beads and now a hair flip. Nyiim.. you're preening." It almost brought to mind how Elyam, her scorra, would strut around.

The lick to her arm had her squeaking in surprise before she realized what it was. "Ah! Silly Bosede." Even as Nyiim was scolding him Syqvara moved so that she could scratch behind his ear. "I didn't need a bath, but thank you." Now she did. Sy would have to find a place that she could wash up later. With the cloth offered to her she shook her head. "It's alright. Elyam has done worse. He likes to decorate my hair when I'm sleeping."

She continued to show the familiar scratching love. "Mostly sticks.. but I've had a few feathers and erm.. dead rodents." Not that she was particularly happy with the idea of a dead creature in her hair, but Elyam was doing it as his sign of affection. When she'd scolded him for doing it the first time he'd moped around for days. So she now learned to deal with it. And brushing and washing her hair as often as she could had become a habit. "I've had a few rocks before too."

"Maybe I should teach Bosede to decorate your hair." Sy grinned at Nyiim. Her interaction with him had evolved so much that she practically treated him like an older brother now. One she could torment and tease.