Airy Airy Quite Contrary (Solo)

Talya practices her reimancy magic.

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While Sylira is by far the most civilized region of Mizahar, countless surprises and encounters await the traveler in its rural wilderness. Called the Wildlands, Syliran's wilderness is comprised of gradual rolling hills in the south that become deep wilderness in the north. Ruins abound throughout the wildlands, and only the well-marked roads are safe.

Airy Airy Quite Contrary (Solo)

Postby Talya on August 28th, 2015, 12:10 am

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Timestamp: Summer 84, 515 AV

Talya had made her way out of the city of Zeltiva again. She needed some air and some time to herself. She wasn't sure she would be there long enough to catch the stars that night, just long enough to feel as though she had refreshed herself, really. The air was even warmer within the thicker of the trees. Even more oppressive. It was sticky and humid, and seemed to cling to the Ethaefal's skin as much as her simple cotton dress. Her throat ached, and felt surprisingly dry, as she pushed aside a low-lying branch and made her way through the underbrush, moving over the lightly rolling terrain with ease. The hard packed soil. The sun's light filtering down through the empty spaces within the trees to the earth, warming her skin as she continued her trek through the Wildlands, moving to the north, she presumed, judging by the way the moss grew upon the trees, and by the projection of the sun, as it climbed through the eastern sector of the sky, higher and higher toward its noon day zenith. It would be a few more hours before it got there though. That much, Talya could tell with a fair level of certainty.

Talya kept herself moving for several more minutes, until her thighs began to ache almost as much as her calves. Her heart was beating faster now, and she felt even shorter on breath than before. So she decided to take a break, and stop. Take some time to regain equilibrium, before continuing on her way. So, she picked out an oak tree at random, and set her bag down beside it, before hunkering down next to that. She set her spine as straight as she could, by using the tree's trunk for support. Then she stretched her legs out in front of her, folded her hands over them, and sighed as she looked up through the tree's bright green leaves at the sky. She found that it was a soft blue in shade, with next to no clouds anywhere in sight. She sighed, and felt the rise and fall of her chest with her hands, before closing her eyes for a few minutes and just resting, slowly regaining her strength as she waited. But be that as it may, she found that she began to feel a little bored, as the process of waiting was a rather tedious one, especially when your mind had gone annoyingly blank as a blank, white slate.

Thus, Talya opened her eyes, and decided, that seeing as she was alone, she would practice her magic without the fear of being ridiculed. A part of her wanted to try her hand at hypnotism, but with no one around, she was forced to choose another discipline, and settled for reimancy. To do this, she felt the need to get comfortable, and to further relax her mind, so that she could maintain a level of complete control over her spells. Thus, she took a deep breath in through her nose and out through her mouth, as she pulled her hands apart, letting her clasped fingers unravel. She drew each over to her knees- the left on the left, the right on the right. When they got there, she turned her palms over, so that they were facing the sky. Then she closed her eyes and breathed deeply again. Over and over until her mind was blanker than blank, and she felt pretty relaxed and in a state of mind which would allow for competent and safe magical use, (from what she could tell). From there, she began to concentrate on her djed, or the primal energy she could manipulate for the use in her magic. She could feel it now, welling within the tips of her fingers, making them tingle with excitement and anticipation for what was to come.
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Airy Airy Quite Contrary (Solo)

Postby Talya on August 28th, 2015, 12:46 am

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Talya smiled as pins and needles prickled her fingers. She thought her skin was growing paler as she looked down upon it. The Ethaefal felt like her veins were going to burst with energy, as she imagined the djed rising higher within her, as she wanted to direct it elsewhere. Wanted to try something else that day. Thus, she closed her eyes as her arms began to tremble, ever so slightly, like a leaf in a soft breeze. She felt the djed inch higher and higher. Course through her veins, her bones and her muscles, up the length of her arms and into her shoulders, where they came together at the middle. Crashing within the neck; clashing, before climbing over each other, scrambling to reach the top of her throat. She could feel it bubbling within her neck, pulsing against the confines of it, (mixing with the beating of her heart which seemed to move within). Finally, it rose highly enough, finally it spilled over and her djed flowed into her mouth. Within a second later, she was blowing it out, creating a bubble in front of her face of a clear, gaseous substance known as res.

Talya kept blowing the bubble of res. Letting it grow larger and larger. She blew softly, lest she should accidentally pop. (She wasn't sure it actually could, and was in no mood to find out and have to start the process of creating res to work with all over again). When she had been blowing for about two minutes, she had finished creating a bubble of res that stretched about a foot in front of her face. It also spanned the entirety of her face to the side, past her lips, moving over to her ears. She could feel it there. She could see it within her mind's eye as she held onto it with her teeth, and filled it with air by drawing it in from the outside world directly surrounding her. It took a few minutes, but after that time, she had filled everything but the outer most layer of the res orb with air. From there, she simply smiled and blew once more. Forcing the orb away from her lips, and into the space ahead of her. She imagined herself watching it sail towards the trees a few feet away, collecting air as it went, as she instructed with her mind. (And by collecting, she meant, filling in the spaces not yet filled with air, the bits of res that actually remained).

When she felt that the airy orb was no more, when she could sense it within her bones, Talya smiled again. Her temples ached dully, and her eyes felt a little heavy, while by sharp contrast, the rest of her felt rather light, as though she were floating upon the air itself. Soaring, like a bird upon the currents, although she sensed no true motion. Her eyes glimmered, as she forced more djed to pool upon her tongue, intermingling with her saliva. When she had collected enough where she felt as though she were going to burp, Talya forced the djed out of her mouth and into the open air. She let it seep out; flow over the edge of her lip, the magic cooling her skin as it crept out, and formed another spherical bubble of invisible res. She let it gather, guided it from its un-shapen mass into something with a direction, something she felt had more of a purpose for several minutes. When it reached the same size as the previous sphere, she filled it first, with air she had gathered from the outside world. Allowing the res to attract the air, more or less. When it was full, she sent it to the side with a flick of her head, as though she were a dog tossing a bone that had been chewed up to much. As it sailed through the air, she imagined it crashing into the side of the tree right next to her, and bursting into a million little pieces just as she finished filling the perimeter with air of her own making.
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Postby Talya on August 28th, 2015, 1:02 am

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Talya liked when things shattered. There was something appealing about breaking something, only to sweep the pieces back together, and toss them back out. But she couldn't do that now- not with this, she didn't know how. Not that it mattered, it had been less than satisfying anyway, in that she couldn't see nor hear the process as it took place. (She was only pretty certain it took place). In any case, she wound up sighing and returning to the use of her magic, her practice. She began by letting more djed pool in her throat, and then forcing it upward and outward toward her lips. Then, she parted them ever so slightly, and let the djed move outward, into the open air. She thought she could see the wavering outline of her res now; or at least, she thought she noticed that everything behind it, seemed to be enlarged, as though she were looking through some sort of magnifying lens, but she couldn't be entirely certain, it could have always been a mere figment of her overactive imagination. In any case, she allowed the djed to simply slip out, forming waves of res with no true shape.

There was nothing distinct about it. She didn't guide it with her hands. Mold it with her mind, or her will. She simply let it be- allowed it to take on a form of its own will. Which she felt, billowed and rolled, and moved around without guidance like any other gaseous substance would- like steam rising over a boiling pot of tea, or smoke rising from a fire. After several minutes of letting the res trail aimlessly upward from the edge of her lips and into the air, the Ethaefal closed her eyes. She imagined that her res was the sea, calling to the waves it had just let crash into a sandy shore back. She imagined that it were the sea, recalling its currents, retracting its body. Pulling itself back together. She imagined that her res held more potential and a greater sort of strength than she supposed it actually did as she forced it to attract air from the outside world- the only element she had any true strength and dominion over. She filled every inch of the res she had produced with air. Until her lower lip quivered; and tingled. Until her throat ached, for it felt as though the air were sucking more out of her lungs, even though she was not willing it.

Talya's heart beat faster and faster as she continued this process for several minutes- allowing res to slip past her lips and into the air, only to attract air into every portion of it, even the perimeter. She imaged it rising farther into the atmosphere, up into the tops of the trees. Up toward the clouds in a natural progression- like a vapor, even as it eased and slipped out of her control. She imagined all the contortionist like ways the airy substance moved. How it rolled and twisted of its own will, as she had set it free. She imagined how it rolled and turned bends and circled until her mind ached and she finally opened her eyes. Determining now, as she let the last of the djed that had pooled upon her tongue slip out of her mouth and into the outer realm fill with air, that she would guide her magic elsewhere and do something else with it, although she was tiring swiftly. She let the last of everything grow full. The supple curves of the wavy res fill out and rise higher and higher, far out of the sight of even her imagination, her mind's eye. She let it disappear from thought, and in part, from memory, as she channeled her connection with her djed, and its potential, pushing it back down her throat, squelching it outward into her arms and the tips of her fingers, until they began to tingle and ache with anticipation.
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Postby Talya on August 28th, 2015, 1:26 am

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Talya raised her hands off of her knees,and held them within the air directly ahead of her. She then took a deep breath in through her nose and out through her mouth, before allowing her djed to seep through the pores of her palm, and slip through the narrow crevices between her dirt-encrusted nails, and her exotic colored skin. She let the res, (as it was called when it made its way into the Mizaharian atmosphere), pool above each of her palms, and did her best, with the power of thought and her mind, to keep the pool relatively circular. When each had grown to be about three inches high, and another three inches wide, she filled everything with air that she attracted from the outside realm. She left the perimeter a thin sheet of res. She then giggled like a little girl as an idea struck her- she would try and juggle the airy orbs. She began with the two she had created, first tossing the one on the right into the air, and then adding the left, with a quick flick of the wrist. In her mind's eye, she imagined them moving clockwise as they rose, and then dropping into her outstretched palms.

Talya thought she could feel herself catch them; the cool rush of air as they met with her hands, and then she tossed them upward again, feeling like the tear of her nails somehow wouldn't be enough to destroy them, (as was the case with everything else), simply because she wanted it to be so. Her eyes sparkled as she kept on tossing the balls up and down, and catching them when she pictured within her mind's eye, their crashing into her open hands. After a few minutes, she added a third res-air filled ball, by blowing another bubble out of her mouth, and then filling it with air of her own conjuring. She added this rapidly to the mix by flitting it outward with a nudge from her teeth, and began to juggle this as well. But it proved too difficult, and she tossed to high, and imagined the new orb cracking as it fell onto her head, as though it were an egg. The air spilling out and moving through her hair, as she tossed the next ball of air too low, and missed the catch, causing it to shatter upon the forest floor against a small pebble. (Again, within her mind's eye). The final orb, she tossed a little to far to the left, and she pictured it breaking against a tree branch.

With a sigh, she laughed like a little girl. A broad smile spreading across her lips as her dark eyes sparkled. She felt lighter now than before, and happy for the first time in awhile, and didn't want it to stop. She didn't exactly want to keep juggling, (or trying to juggle transparent airy orbs, as she could not see what she was doing), but at the same time, she didn't want to give up on the nice emotion, and feared what would happen if she didn't at least try. So she formed three more airy orbs, and tried to juggle again, but everything just came crashing back down, and she decided that it would simply be best to give up and move onto something else, more or less to save her from a bit of heartache. Thus, she pushed her hands together, so that the thumbs brushed, and the rest of the fingers ran together. Her palms still facing upward. She breathed deeply in through her nose and out through her mouth, as she let even more djed slip through her skin and into the air. Her temples throbbed as it pooled, the gaseous res winding around her hands. Moving like a smoky snake. She filled it all with air that she had attracted from the outside, and let it keep floating upward and into the sky, undirected, as she kept on adding more and more res to continue the process.
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Postby Talya on August 28th, 2015, 1:40 am

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It was a slow one at least. She wasn't strong enough yet to allow for the production of djed to move easily, or swiftly, any more than she was gifted enough with her magic to release enough res to create a perfectly continual flow, which constantly left attracted and magically created air to flow through the atmosphere. To cut through what already was as it floated upward, and toward the sky. It was almost noon now, Talya could tell, as she paused the flow of air for a moment, and took several more to allow for even more res to pool above her hands. By now, they were visibly trembling, she could scarcely hold her hands straight as she allowed just a bit more djed to slip away. She smiled to herself like a maniac, as she imagined how much res must be gathered before her hands now. It wasn't this much, but she felt as though it were a rather thin sheet, which rippled outward like a puddle. The edges wavering in their ever gaseous state. She took a deep breath in through her nose and out through her mouth again. She tried to steady herself, calm the rapid beating of her heart, but failed.

Talya tried another deep breath, but it didn't work, and then suddenly, she found, that she simply no longer cared. Within an instant, she had filled the res puddle with water, and then, pushed her hands forward. Forcing the structure on ahead of her, toward the oak trees in the not so far distance. She thought she could see the edges of it- a thin black outline, so close to indistinct that you couldn't help but wonder if you were simply imagining it. She narrowed her eyes, yes, now she was certain it was there as it floated along, and she finally filled the perimeter with air she slowly drew into it from the atmosphere. Air that had already been there naturally, not air of her own magical creation. Within the madness of her casting, she watched as the airy puddle inched forward; gliding along an invisible current as languidly as a snail. When the notion struck her, that it moved that slowly, the air seemed to shift to her. It rounded out, and before she knew it, it was an airy snail she was looking at, simply slipping along or whatever it is that snails do when they travel, and are just minding their own sluggish business. The Ethaefal smiled crazily.

The Ethaefal cackled. For some reason or another, she was enjoying this whole process, just a little bit to much. But no one was there to watch her. No one was there to say anything about it, and no one was there to stop her. So, when the snail finally made its way to the trees, and crashed into it, as it was unwilling to move around the obstacle, it got smashed. The air dispersed out of the image it once held, and moved into the realm of nothingness as Talya allowed more djed to slip past her lips and pool around the surface of the quivering portion of her face. She filled it instantly with air of her own making, and blew it forward, before creating another, this time, molding it into a ring with her mind's eye. She created one after the other, forcing them to trail after one another, until her head felt so light, and yet so dizzy that she could no longer sit up straight, and then before she knew it, she could no longer keep her eyes open either. They just felt so heavy... and within a few more seconds, her heart raced, and then, the pace crashed and began to slow, returning to a state of equilibrium as she passed out on the forest floor.

Talya would reawaken hours later, courtesy of a rumbling stomach. It would be afternoon. Her head would feel heavy and groggy, much like her eyes, but she would head back to Zeltiva and make it there just before dark. It would be for the best, as she was in no state to remain in the Wildlands that night.

OOCI think I wound up writing like the air... somehow. :/
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