Ok. Than I'll take the nap there. *gets up and walk towards below the deck as he gets on the hammock* Like the good old days. *says before going to sleep*
{He quietly gasps, and gently hold her wrist as to pull the phone closer. He looks at the image, in all detail. The slight moonlight, the way both of their hairs are frozen swaying, yet never to fall now.} *Remarkable…*
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That’s what I look like? {He goes to touch his face on the screen, but stops just short of doing so.}
{His eyes get a little shiny and she turns away. Where he quietly sniffles for a moment. Finally, he turns back around, hands over his chest.} *Sniffle~* Can I hug you?
Wonderful! {He leans over the rail, reaches out for the ocean, and draws a decent (medium) sized orb of sea water up to himself. He juggles it, shapes it, plays with it…} Gods, I love magic!
{He chuckles; a deep, gentle sound.} Ain’t no problem at all. {He plops down onto a nearby crate, after covering the corpse with the blanket.} So, what was that you said ‘bout powers?
{He leans forward, supporting his elbows on his knees, and clapping both of his hands together in thought.} Hmm, y’know, it kinda reminds me of when I got my horn carvings. See, I didn’t know they’d bestow on me wind powers. Was crazy difficult to control at first. I know they ain’t really alike, these two things, but… I think you’re gonna be okay, and get a hold on it eventually.
{He holds his hands up peacefully.} Dunno, I can’t see the future. But I hear that centaur feller can. {He looks off in the distance, and the lights of the docks start shimmering in the distance.} And I don’t think your friend there— {He points to the covered Tsadi.} —is gonna mind much when you bring ‘em back. It was an accident; somethin’ you ain’t got no control over.
{Gently laying Tsadi down on the deck. He waves for the crew to set sail, and start to unwrap the blanket.} Alrighty, there you go. I gotta get back to stirring the ship.
You… didn’t mean to? {He cautiously brushes stray hair out of his face. He watches her for a moment, then relaxes a little bit.} I… how often does that happen?
{He makes a face. Pulling his knees up to his chest, the look changes to thoughtful.} Have you tried removing it? Or… I guess separate it from your magic?
Well sending, allows you to speak over great distances, and scribing allows you to send a message in the same way. But a phone, does both, it's faster, and the distance extends the entire realm.
That’s alright, I like finding things how out my own, just as much as learning with someone else. {He readjusts the blanket.} I’ve been trying to figure out why I can’t use more complicated magic.
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