[member="Elincia Alanis"]
Verily, the life of an Angelii was a most serious calling. Moreover, the pay was lousy. On the bright side, you tended to get into the cool clubs at discount prices and, though discipline was strict to the point that flogging was considered acceptable, there were no rules against fraternisation.
Unfortunately for Elincia, Kaida was not the type who praised her pupils a lot. Largely since she had the attitude of a dour drill sergeant. So she watched impassively, giving her charge time as she went about the task of turning the tiger into an ice statue. For the time being Elincia seemed enthusiastic, but then she was thinking of cool armour and powers.
This was natural since she was a teenager in Eldorai terms. Many new recruits, who unlike her had not been sheltered and lied to by their parents, joined the Angelii with the same idealised notions. Alas, the reality was often more grim and harsh. The large stone wall at the Citadel, upon which the names of every dead Angelii was inscribed, was a testament to that.
In any case, Kaida gave Elincia a curt nod when the tiger had been frozen solid. "Good," she remarked. This counted as praise in her opinion. Though her tone lacked inflection. "With enough training, this'll be something you can accomplish without touch by manipulating moisture via thought alone. But contrary to what holovids may tell you, fancy powers don't make you invincible. Anyone can use a blaster and it only takes one lucky shot. Idiots who think they can death charge across a battlefield waving a fancy sword and not get gunned down because of their Sciia are asking to be shot."
Yes, Kaida, we know you don't like the Jedi Art of War on Geonosis. Moving on, she decided it was time to be mean. While the Seraph spoke, things turned...fun. Well, probably not for poor Elincia. Once again it was turning absurdly cold. But this time the sense of creeping coldness was focused upon her. After all, Elincia had probably gotten very wet since it had been raining the last half an hour or so.
It was this moisture that Kaida was manipulating now with all the skill of a cryomancy mistress. Elincia would probably start to feel a lot colder right now. Of course, the cold itself would not bother a cryomancer much, but the moisture very rapidly acquired a solid shape, crystallising into ice. Heavy, dense ice crystals would wrap around her arms and legs, making it very difficult to move as the point was to paralyse motion.
"Of course, you must be prepared to face the same technique." Ice would grow thick upon her legs, creeping up her whole body. "Free yourself. You can shatter the ice." Cold steam escaped Kaida's mouth as she spoke, her face was pallid and her eyes an ethereal blue. Ice rapidly advanced upon Elincia's body, seeking to encase her. Kaida, you're such a queen. How comes you have such a nice girlfriend?
Verily, the life of an Angelii was a most serious calling. Moreover, the pay was lousy. On the bright side, you tended to get into the cool clubs at discount prices and, though discipline was strict to the point that flogging was considered acceptable, there were no rules against fraternisation.
Unfortunately for Elincia, Kaida was not the type who praised her pupils a lot. Largely since she had the attitude of a dour drill sergeant. So she watched impassively, giving her charge time as she went about the task of turning the tiger into an ice statue. For the time being Elincia seemed enthusiastic, but then she was thinking of cool armour and powers.
This was natural since she was a teenager in Eldorai terms. Many new recruits, who unlike her had not been sheltered and lied to by their parents, joined the Angelii with the same idealised notions. Alas, the reality was often more grim and harsh. The large stone wall at the Citadel, upon which the names of every dead Angelii was inscribed, was a testament to that.
In any case, Kaida gave Elincia a curt nod when the tiger had been frozen solid. "Good," she remarked. This counted as praise in her opinion. Though her tone lacked inflection. "With enough training, this'll be something you can accomplish without touch by manipulating moisture via thought alone. But contrary to what holovids may tell you, fancy powers don't make you invincible. Anyone can use a blaster and it only takes one lucky shot. Idiots who think they can death charge across a battlefield waving a fancy sword and not get gunned down because of their Sciia are asking to be shot."
Yes, Kaida, we know you don't like the Jedi Art of War on Geonosis. Moving on, she decided it was time to be mean. While the Seraph spoke, things turned...fun. Well, probably not for poor Elincia. Once again it was turning absurdly cold. But this time the sense of creeping coldness was focused upon her. After all, Elincia had probably gotten very wet since it had been raining the last half an hour or so.
It was this moisture that Kaida was manipulating now with all the skill of a cryomancy mistress. Elincia would probably start to feel a lot colder right now. Of course, the cold itself would not bother a cryomancer much, but the moisture very rapidly acquired a solid shape, crystallising into ice. Heavy, dense ice crystals would wrap around her arms and legs, making it very difficult to move as the point was to paralyse motion.
"Of course, you must be prepared to face the same technique." Ice would grow thick upon her legs, creeping up her whole body. "Free yourself. You can shatter the ice." Cold steam escaped Kaida's mouth as she spoke, her face was pallid and her eyes an ethereal blue. Ice rapidly advanced upon Elincia's body, seeking to encase her. Kaida, you're such a queen. How comes you have such a nice girlfriend?