[ There's a certain amount of conviction in those words, a sort of resolve that says nothing can be done about it and any attempts are pointless. A belief in that any effort is a wasted effort. And there's something else as well, something he's recognized before.
But Fayt has his own conviction as well in that anything can be changed, as long as you believe it can. He's learned that not everything has to be logical, that there's a certain way of doing things, that the book is always right. Believing has it's own kind of strength and with belief there's resolution that something will get done or will happen the way you want it to, not according to something.
So it's with determined eyes that he takes hold of the other's hand with both of his, left underneath and right resting on top. ]
Alright then.
[ Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, he focuses on the symbological powers he hasn't really used up until this moment. Reasons for that are his own but at least he knows that they work in this world, none of it being siphoned of. His very genes hums at the usage of it, making runes glow across the skin on his arms and a faint circle on his forehead. If his eyes had been opened, they would be giving off a certain glow as well- all of this a signifier of him using his abilities.
True manifestation of his powers would more destroy than heal, but this time he has to make a concentrated effort to focus on renewing rather than obliterating. The light surrounding his hands intensifies, a warmth coming from them and transferring over to the one in between. There should be a tingle, a foreign feeling at the use of a different kind of magic that Riku isn't very familiar with, but not unpleasant. This continues on for what seems like hours when really it's only a couple of minutes and it isn't long after that the light begins to fade and the runes start disappearing.
Fayt takes another deep breath before slowly opening his eyes, the slight glow still present there before flickering out, leaving their natural green.
It takes him a few seconds to orient himself again, blinking a few times before his mind comes back into focus. Slowly letting go of Riku's hand, he looks to the other while gesturing to it. ]
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But Fayt has his own conviction as well in that anything can be changed, as long as you believe it can. He's learned that not everything has to be logical, that there's a certain way of doing things, that the book is always right. Believing has it's own kind of strength and with belief there's resolution that something will get done or will happen the way you want it to, not according to something.
So it's with determined eyes that he takes hold of the other's hand with both of his, left underneath and right resting on top. ]
Alright then.
[ Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, he focuses on the symbological powers he hasn't really used up until this moment. Reasons for that are his own but at least he knows that they work in this world, none of it being siphoned of. His very genes hums at the usage of it, making runes glow across the skin on his arms and a faint circle on his forehead. If his eyes had been opened, they would be giving off a certain glow as well- all of this a signifier of him using his abilities.
True manifestation of his powers would more destroy than heal, but this time he has to make a concentrated effort to focus on renewing rather than obliterating. The light surrounding his hands intensifies, a warmth coming from them and transferring over to the one in between. There should be a tingle, a foreign feeling at the use of a different kind of magic that Riku isn't very familiar with, but not unpleasant. This continues on for what seems like hours when really it's only a couple of minutes and it isn't long after that the light begins to fade and the runes start disappearing.
Fayt takes another deep breath before slowly opening his eyes, the slight glow still present there before flickering out, leaving their natural green.
It takes him a few seconds to orient himself again, blinking a few times before his mind comes back into focus. Slowly letting go of Riku's hand, he looks to the other while gesturing to it. ]
So? How does it feel?