The idea clicked, and had been much, much better than Lizzys ever could have been; Rhysol why did she have to be such an idiot sometimes? The small woman exhasperated to herself, calmly listening to Clyde, with the utmost attention to what he had been saying. The look on her face must have been horrid, or at least subliminally so, he was making perfect sense after he had used the canal& water metaphor. She found herself tapping her foot against the cobblestone ground beneath her tightly put together heels, knee bouncing as she was in rapt silence before finally breaking it "that makes sense." There was no scrutiny, there was no anger but a mild seeming, if not strained, mutual acceptance of who Clyde was; Lizzy had trouble getting along with other, normal people, but mages? She rarely met any, the most prominent mage she had known was gone- long disapeared, and with him a sizeable chunk of mizas and supplies from her father. Lizzys tutor. What had it that her tutor had said? What was it that he had taught her, his own lessons seemed to be a millenia ago. Slowly, Lizzy inhaled and pushed aside her meal, and the wine, and instead put on the table in front of her, her journal. Uncorking the ink-well, and then opening to a blank, random page whilst picking up her quill and dipping it in to begin scribbling. "Voiding," Lizzy said as she drew a circle, being as precise as she could, the most concentration she had ever had to do "is when something, passes through a point which has been emptied of its.. energy.." she tapped the middle of the circle with the tip of the pen to leave a random, but small splotch "and can no longer be retrieved, because the other side is random when this side is opened, you'll never be able to get something back without ties, or anchors." Lizzy pursed her lips, thinking hard on how to explain "lets say," she drew a dot next to the circle "this dot is being transferred to the other side, and" she drew an arrow to the middle of the circle "the void, or.. I think portal as you connect both this side and the other side, acts as.. yes, a doorway- but only if you keep feeding it your djed which acts as its key, but you can't put a key in when there is already something jamming the hole, when you empty a point in the air, or anywheres, it's like unclogging that lock, so you can put the key, or the djed in." She sighed as she stared at the half-arsed visual representations, looking up at him now, somewhat.. tense "I've always thought of it as fire, except it needed sparks, but I think the former metaphorish explanation works much, MUCH better." Then she laughed, chuckled at his question of a pictogram, it wasn't a mean gesture but one rather bemused over it "what, does Glyphing involve drawing? You just saw how horrible my drawing just now was." |