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"Water skills? If you insist I guess." He said. Rikkaetheon was a bit reluctant to learn skills that would be associated with combat. He hoped he would be able to avoid most combat situations entirely. He just wanted to help and heal.

He focused on a glass of water that someone had left in the room. Tapping into his energy, he focused on the water. He lifted his hands towards the water in a fluid motion. The water rose out of the glass as he raised his hands, and followed their movements around his body. Smiling he made the water circle him once before he lost control and dropped the water onto the floor.[1/1]

"I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean to release it." He said, blushing. He had gotten carried away.


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(((OOC: So three posts per spell from what I saw.)))

So, water based attacks. Simple enough. Rikkaetheon wold try and not get carried away with the spells this time. Then perhaps he would be allowed to learn more healing spells.

Focusing on the spilled water on the floor, he concentrated his energy. He allowed his energy to flow from him into the water. It moved slightly as he did so, becoming more focused under him.[1/3]
He moved his hands around, focusing the energy on the water. The water moved, condensing beneath his feat. Focusing more, he moved his hands upward, and the water began to rise.[2/3]
The small spout shot up under him, causing him to raise off the ground. It wasn't much, he was only four inches off the ground. He smiled at the feeling of it. Almost like flight, but not quit so.[3/3]
((Water Spout learned.))

He let the water drop, and focused more energy into it. Focusing on the water to try and make it into a whip. He managed to get it up into the drawn stage.[1/3]
Using his hands he tried to get the water to whip. He couldn't seem to get it right, it always seemed to fail at the last moment. He finally figured out what he was doing wrong however.
He moved his weight through the whipping motion, letting it go. *CRACK* The water went as it hit one of the targets. There we go, he thought. That was how it was supposed to be done.[3/3]
((Water Whip learned.))


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Vincent nodded upon heraing the instructors words, and moved out of the way, over to the group of training dummies, where he was before. He breathed in deep, and expelled it upon withdrawing his katana and dagger. His katana in his right hand, dagger in his left, helped him feel the old times rushing back, where he had to fight for his life daily. Vincent smiled, and set to work in training.

He faced a dummy, and drew his blade back swiftly, moving it in for a strike. He twisted it, but it proved to be too early, and the attack skidded off the front of the dummy. Once again, he did this action, and once again, it failed. What was he doing? Vincent stopped, and brethed again, knowing that he had to do better, that he didnt want to fall behind Xander. With full resolve, he set to practicing the first swing more, and after a few more tries, came to time the twist correctly. (1/2)

Now it was time to practice the second thrust. He knew both had to be fast, and accurate. He once again did the thrust with his katana, and upon impact, brought his dagger into the other side. The twisting motion was once again off, as more concentration was needed. Vincent practiced this twice more, noting that if he could perform Surrounding Eyes, this should be no problem. He set his mind to only think of the twist, and the kill that it brought. As he brought his blades down in time, one after the otehr, the attacks both hit. He did this again, to make sure the timing was to be right, and succeded. (2/2)

Happy, Vincent turned to the instructor. "More. I need more."

There was an unfortunate little habit of Vicnent's that was going to kill him one day. He put his all into things immediately, not thinking ahead far with the long-term consequences. "Not enough time to cool it... I'll slow..." Vincent took a moment aside to rest his arms, as the instructor wanted. Before long though, he could not wait any longer, and set himself in the middle of a set of dummies.

To ready himself for his spin with his weapons, he first began to practice spinning without them. He started with his hands extended, and with one foot planted on it's tip, he pushed himself with his other. This started him off, yet he was not going fast. He knew he needed more speed, even if he didn't have his hands in yet. Stopping to think, he came up with a good idea. He was aligned with the wind, so that would become an advantage to him. (1/4)

Vincent gathered up his strength, and reached his mind into the air around him. It responded as it should, and gathered around him. He set to spinning again, having the wind aid him with his speed. It picked up to what he wanted, so Vincent drew his hands in closer to him. His speed began to grow, and his surrounding started to blur. Good. This should do. (2/4)

Drawing his katana and dagger once again, Vincent set to spinning, surrounding himself with wind once again. With the weapons in hand, it became much more difficult to mantain the speed he desired. He pushed the wind around him, making him go faster. Then, just as quickly as he picked up speed, he stopped. He had tripped over his own foot, as he was not prepared for the change in force it took. Growling to himself, Vincent stood up, and set to spinning again. (3/4)


This time, Vincent made sure to keep his footwork in check, and began to move closer to the dummies. As he got closer, he brought his hands in closer to him, and picked up speed. This was difficult to maintain, but Vincent gritted his teeth, and steeled his muscles. As his hands drew in as close as he would allow them, he pushed the wind again, and picked up to the pace that he had wanted. Satisfied, Vincent let the wind disperse, and shot his foot into the ground hard, jumping with his other. This stopped him from spinning, and allowed him to prevent his ankle from breaking. (4/4)

Practicing this once more, he was fully satisfied. He walked over to the instructor, and sat down beside him. "I'll rest a bit first then, but not for long... Satisfied?"

((Don't let his attitude get to ya. He's just different... XD))