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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/1/2016 11:11:26 AM
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"O-ok.."
She sits on a patch of grass she had cleared and closes her eyes, evening her breathing. Soon enough, some of the snow that was in the ground slowly floats upward and clumps into a ball. It then wobbles and falls.
"Dang it..."
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"...You're getting there..." He says, clearly unimpressed. The thought for a moment in silence, actually quite a long time. "How long have you been trying to do this?"
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She sighs. "I used to be able to make snowmen without breaking a sweat. These powers of mine have been getting less... well, less powerful since..." she shudders. "I dont like to talk about it.."
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He stands silent for a moment once again, then, takes his book from his belt. Snow could feel it's power radiating off of it. "What would you do to get those powers back?"
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She frowns. "Not much. I'd be happy to let them leave. They haven't done much for me anyway. And no, that does not mean you can take them."
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"I wasn't thinking about taking them. I was thinking about making them stronger." He said, surprisingly. Suddenly Snow felt a great and powerful darkness around her, and even with no eyes it felt like Leere was staring straight at her soul. Hungrily, ravenously.
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She looked quite frustrated. "Stop. STop. STOP! Just let me practice on my own!"
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"Fine." He says, closing the book. The sense of darkness disappears and his gaze no longer stares into her. "I will leave you now, but expect me to return." He says, walking away.
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She sits down again. "How come anyone magical i meet wants something magical from me?" She resumes practicing.
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[spoiler]end[/spoiler] [spoiler]rip evil plans[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]lol[/spoiler] [spoiler]"no" is a gift i give freely.[/spoiler]
