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"Now we devlop that skill...Show you what you're capable of and teach you how to use it."

A pillar of ice would errect itself before her. It was perhaps as wide in diameter as four inches or so, and at about her shoulder height. He lay a hand on it, rolling his fingers against the solid structure, showing her it was frozen solid.

"Another rather simple task. All you have to do is break the ice."

He had confidence in her in that. Easy enough. Same basic principle, just a bit more of the stuff. He didn't even say she ahd to break all the way through. jsut break it.

Leer watched as a good portion of the ice went flying off. perhaps she'd have punched through it if she'd been more accustomed to her new strength, but that would come in time.

He sent a snap kick driving into the remaining ice and was already raising another as the first shaterred to the ground.

"Good enough fr a first atempt, but power is best used when known and able to be focused. this time, I want you not to BREAK it, but to punch a hole straight through it."

He pulle dhis arm abck and punch a smooth circle through the uppermost portion of it, leaving her plenty of room to work with his example as guide.

She'd find that her fist would sink a little more than half way in and then be stuck, waiting for her to pull it out as the ice around it showed signs of stress in tiny cracks,

Ler's arms were folded over his chest as he watched. not bad for a first try, but she'd need to get better soon. He'd let her slack off for too long now. Sloppy.

"Again."

he nodded a little lower on the pillar and waited for her second attempt. She should improve, and it SHOULD be better than the first. He expected as much.

"Not too shabby, dear."

He looked at the work she'd inflicted upon the ice pillar, finding that it was abrely intact with all the pock marking of holes and half way hits. He spun ninety degrees and sent his tail whipping through it, shaterring it as it contacted, then ice falling to the floor and slowly bleeding back from where it had come.

"That'll do for today...keep practicing with that. Next time I'll hve something else for you."

For now he reached down to the icy floor and drew a chunk of ice from it, quickly forming a glass between his fingers. He easilly slit his wrist over it, topping it off, and then held it out for her.
It was about time she partook of it again. It had to have been aobut three days since her last drink.

"Each sip is your gain, love."

He smirked, glad that she had no problem drinking his blood.

"Just a little funfact to brighten your day, hm?"

His hands rested against her shoulders, sliding around her neck and pulling her closer as he once more dipped into shadows and took them away form the Chasm.

He sat in shade, resting against the walls of his chambers, letting the cold air permeate hiss kin as he went about his work. Normally he drew materials from other beings, but this project was different.

He amde sure not to let his blood spill to the floor as he sheared open his right leg from ankle to hip with the index claw of the same side hand. The pain barely showed across his features. He was working, nothing materred to him but what he was working on. even as his nerves picked up the sensation he just shook his head and smirked, as if to remind his body that he didn't care, that it was borderline amusing.

He'd have to let his body have a little time to heal or put more effort into it, but no big deal, that could be remedied. Carefully, he began picking out what he'd need. Portions of bone and tendon, fibers and portions of flesh. Considerring what he'd need tot ake out, he considerred setting the materials aside, fixing himself up and then finishing this project....Yes, that might work better the becoming borderline amorphous....

He glanced up at Ice, stropping his work for a momment as he did. No need to multitask, to become careless. this was HIS body he was working on, making a careless mistake would be practically abomination from his own hand even if he could fix the damage.

"So it is, my Sire. I openly welcome you and your word, but you must pardon me whilst I tie up these loose ends."

He waited a few seconds from speaking, as if waiting for permissions, and then began taking back to his work, quickly scaning over the parts of his leg he'd removed. A pile of bone, tissue, tendon, ligament and the other various structures lay beside him. He frowned at them, biting a fang into his lower lip,a trickle of blood running down it, as he tried to ignor the spliting pains of his head. He'd beocme certain that at the very most he had perhaps one other persona floating around in his skull...that or utter madness. But by the way his head felt like it was in about twenty different pieces he'd become unsure as to what was going wrong with him again. Insanity he oculd live with...He'd felt that before, this wasn't the same.

He filed it aside for a momment as he looked at his disected leg. Quickly he began putting the workings of his body abck together under the biomechanical casing. He seemed almost frusterated. How was a Tzimisce to work with such pressures in his own head!

When finally he felt it was all sound he stood, not even testing it but sure it would work, he looked slightly up to Ice. his Sire would know now something was wrong...he had no doubt of that....It annoyed him more that it was showing so clearly, even despite that he was at home.

"My efforts seem useless as my mind devours my attentions in its constant sundering."

He ofered as an explination to save the time of the initial question, if one would have even been asked. Either way, his Sire now held his full attention, or at least the most he could manage.

Leer licked the blood off his lips as Ice pulled him against his body. He could feel the rage reverberating off his Sire's body, some of it seeming to push against him. This wasn't a problem form his feeding though he knew that much. even when he ate someone whose thoughts didn't want to blend with his propperly he could deal with it, loosing perhaps one stride of every few hundred. He'd grown sued to it.
This was a new problem though, something he hadn't grown used to.

"A few days ago...two or three."

He didn't know the exact date...Couldn't have been more then three days though...At that ol theater he had in Auria. when he'd parted ways with her. But that wasn't it. He looked puzzled, trying to figure out what had caused this and how to define it. it had nothing to do wtih any one given person...Except maybe himself.

"My flesh itches...aches form time to time....needs to be altered now and again...That didn't seem of concern to me...My thirst for blood seems elevated...like I need more of it than usual....it hurts most in my head though. Words that shouldn't hurt suddenly sink in like burning acid. Pasts that shouldn't mean anything suddenly have been relit like open fire. There's a constant tuging in my skull as if something's sunk it's claws into my mind and pulls in every direction."

That was the best he could describe it at the momment...With such sudden need to draw an answer. Perhaps he'd have more detail as the time passed. All he really knew was that suddenly it hurt...the same question always came to mind. "Why?". He never quite had an answer. Leer just knew that it hurt and he wanted it to stop...