[open] I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones

[wilder]

Date & Time: May 23rd, Sometime?
Location: Training Hall!
Characters: Zelos/Kaneis & YOU!
Summary: Blowing off some feelings and what not by training
Warnings: Oh the usual Zelos jerkass warning wooo

[For what's probably a first in a long time, Zelos can be found in the training room. ]

[He seems to be at one of the punching bag stations, punching and kicking away as if the punching bag did something to offend him. His movements are almost perfectly smooth, moving and turning like its some sort of dance than a one sided fight. ]

[Six billion. That's the number of people on Earth around that time, according to the library. Six billion people were either dead or soon to be dead. Because of the UE, because of the Initiative, and because the transports wanted so badly out of this war.]

[Including himself. He had spent so much time thinking of only himself and how to get out of this mess, he didn't care about any of the consequences when that announcement had been made - like so many. And because of that, an entire world was gone.]

[A powerful kick causes the punching back to fall off it's chain, falling to the ground with a loud crash. Zelos seems less than surprised by it. Instead he puts one hand on his hip while using the other to wipe his brow]

Damn. I've gotten slower.

[Guess that's what he gets for training so little the past six months, huh?]

Comments

[arcanepower]

[There's the glyph again. His eyes widen. He can feel the flow of mana, practically see it in the way it coalesces around the target dummy.

He lets out a little breath as the spell dissipates, staring at the damage.

That was awesome.]

Impressive. What was your name again?

[wilder]

[he grins a little, seeing he impressed the guy. Aw yeah he's awesome]

It's Kaneis.

[arcanepower]

[Funky Greek names are not weird to him. He's from a place where people name themselves after natural things like clouds and sunrise and shit.]

Belthazar. I would like to see more, but I can't duel you in this cursed place.

[wilder]

[yeah let's not forget the occasional elf named _*_sexahgurl6969_*_ that comes around too. Kaneis is downright normal next to Azeroth names]

Cursed place? How come?

[arcanepower]

[Belthazar comes from an RP server, tyvm. He right clicks and reports people like that.

At the question, he shifts uncomfortably and looks away.]

This world doesn't have any mana, and the Initiative is only able to provide a little every month. [He doesn't want to say he's addicted to it, so he lies instead.] So I must ration it.

[wilder]

Ration it? You mean your body doesn't have its own mana supply?

[Weeeird]

[arcanepower]

Something like that. I've limited my magic to missions for now.

[Okay so maybe it's not lying so much as leaving out certain parts of the truth.]

[wilder]

[Yeah please don't snort him in the night okay]

Huh. Well that's gotta blow.

[arcanepower]

It certainly puts a damper on any magical training I hoped to receive. All study and no experimentation means I am more likely to make mistakes. A dangerous tradeoff, as you've seen.

[He waves his hand.]

I digress. The demonstration is appreciated.

[wilder]

Wow...I could see that being a problem. You don't like, ever set your hair on fire during a mission do you?

[he shrugs]

No problem.

[arcanepower]

... No. I should hope I've mastered a basic fire spell considering I've been training for the past twenty years.

[wilder]

Some people are slow learners. I didn't want to assume!

[arcanepower]

Whatever. My training's over; I'm going home.

[He rests his staff against his shoulder, lifts his other hand in a sort of wave, and moves to leave.]

[wilder]

Heh, alright. Later, I guess.

[He'll give a wave back and then return to well, getting that punching bag back up]