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Post by Tomas Wingly on Jun 24, 2007 18:18:04 GMT -5
"Well thats it Isabella. Your fight is for love and heartbreak. When your sad it's your channel. But from the looks of it." Tomas looked at the burnings on the wood. "We need to help you control it."
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Post by abcdefg on Jun 24, 2007 20:51:25 GMT -5
Isabella looked up at Tomas then tilted her head. Sher was still tracing her finger on the table with the fire following.
"I can control it." She sighed lightly. "Mostly."
She looked back at it then traced Gyan's name and Tomas' name into it. Then she scratched them out and started to make designs.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 24, 2007 22:02:38 GMT -5
Gyan shook his head. This was harder to explain than he thought. "No, I was simply explaining how someone could be stronger with anger, but less controlled. And the best state of mind to be at your stongest is a clear one."
He hoped they understood it that time.
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Post by abcdefg on Jun 24, 2007 22:20:01 GMT -5
Isabella looked at him and smiled with hope almost.
"I get it! You area saying that if you focus hard and keep your mind clear then you can accomplish anything... right?"
She shrugged 'cause she thought she was wrong.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 24, 2007 22:28:06 GMT -5
"Pretty much. Even some of the more..." He lowered his voice. "Dark spells". He was itchign to show them exactly what he meant.
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Post by abcdefg on Jun 24, 2007 22:38:07 GMT -5
She smiled at the fact that she was right. She wrote 'dark spells' as he said it. She kept tracing and tracing. Almost as if she loved to do it. Or she did it to entertain herself.
A spark jumped off the table into the air and wrote random symbols and Isabella mumbled something under her breath. She laughed lightly to herself. It meant something to her and you could tell.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 24, 2007 22:45:54 GMT -5
Gyan transfigured his goblet to a large black rat that scattled across the table.
"Sectumsempra!"
Gyan barked. Large gashes appeared on the rat, spraying its blood allover the table before dropping dead. Gyans eyes opened wide. What the hell was he doing? Gyan stood up quickly from the table, gathered his things, and left the great hall.
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Post by abcdefg on Jun 24, 2007 22:51:19 GMT -5
Isabella watched then saw him leave. She jumped up and tried runing after him once she had him in sight she screamed.
"WAIT!" At an attempt to bring him back so she could ask him about what happened she walked faster.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 24, 2007 23:00:13 GMT -5
Gyan diddn't quite know what was going on. He just knew he broke out into a run, dropped his school bag and transformed, flying off. He diddn't know where, just somewhere he could get everything back under controll.
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Post by abcdefg on Jun 24, 2007 23:05:18 GMT -5
Isabella sighed then walked over and picked up his bags.
"I'll wait at the lawn with his stuff." She thought out loud as she sighed.
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