Kiskla Grayson-Matteo
Redeemer
Shortly after [member="Tamara"]’s indication that she was about to do something marvellous, the ground gave way to a terrible tremor. The rumble started around Kiskla’s toes and spread out around the circumference of herself and her companion. Thankfully Kiskla’s workout routine included core-exercises that kept her strong enough to stay upright through the ordeal.
The scent of earth was thick against the mysterious mists, and dirt crumbled away from the peak of the stone Tamara had just introduced. The blonde’s palms were facing the ground for balance, and she swayed slightly once the miniature mountain finally settled. Wide-eyed, she looked over at Tamara.
“It vies to be used like this.” Kiskla whispered, looking at what was beneath her feet and bending slightly. “It’s not a trap. Abuse would be a trap. In times of necessity..no.” If Tamara knew art of the small, and this amazing bit of Telekinesis she could make barriers out of stone and turn them to metal with practice. It would be most useful.
Kiskla did not know how to levitate. But she could cushion her descent.
“Do you?” She asked toward her quasi-student, but mostly friend. Kiskla was learning more than she was teaching, to be honest. She was just an encourager.
“If not, I can get us down.”
The scent of earth was thick against the mysterious mists, and dirt crumbled away from the peak of the stone Tamara had just introduced. The blonde’s palms were facing the ground for balance, and she swayed slightly once the miniature mountain finally settled. Wide-eyed, she looked over at Tamara.
“It vies to be used like this.” Kiskla whispered, looking at what was beneath her feet and bending slightly. “It’s not a trap. Abuse would be a trap. In times of necessity..no.” If Tamara knew art of the small, and this amazing bit of Telekinesis she could make barriers out of stone and turn them to metal with practice. It would be most useful.
Kiskla did not know how to levitate. But she could cushion her descent.
“Do you?” She asked toward her quasi-student, but mostly friend. Kiskla was learning more than she was teaching, to be honest. She was just an encourager.
“If not, I can get us down.”
