Wicked Training [T]
Feb 9, 2017 21:45:07 GMT -7
Post by Chizuru on Feb 9, 2017 21:45:07 GMT -7
30|50
"Patience, my dear, one must not rush through things. Remain calm, feel the sensation and remember, your Aura is not a curse, though it is close." My cute little pupil was getting a tad impatient, perhaps because that feeling of power from before had convinced her she could do anything with ease. This would be a good wake up call for the young lady, btu I needed to think more of the future. "Tell me, Yuri, how is it that you participate in battles?"
Whilst mine host continued on, teaching this child new things I continued to draw upon her power, tiny amounts at a time and began to infuse the energy into my own power of Strife. The problem that presently plagued me, was the ratio seemed not to come up as I infused the two sources of strength, yet there were multiple solutions to this issue. If I was unable to obtain the proper ratio with trial and error then I had being using up to this point, infusing slowly until I could achieve a proper ratio, it would seem that I needed to weave the two energies together as if in a tapestry. If such was the method then the mixture would become a simple 50:50 split of her power and my own.
With such methods in mind I began to meticulously pick apart the energies I had already fused with each other in order to reuse them. There was never a cause for waste when you could always reuse a material and energy was no different. As I plucked the power apart I began to weave the energies into thread which I kept separated, coiling itself into neat little balls of power, as if it were yarn. I was still deep in my meditative state when I completed and produced a pair of knitting needles from nothing and began to prepare them with the yarn of purest energy. Once I was all set up the needles of my essence began to click together in a rhythmic chime as the threads of power were brought together.
The threads moved together, taking shape in a pattern than changed and shifted with the addition of each new weave to it, the pattern shifted impossibly. If one were capable of seeing the power that flowed through the pattern that I knit tightly together it would seem at first glance as if the power of my host was overwhelming my own Strife, yet upon closer inspection it would be clear that the Strife energy was far more dense to create an equality. I could not end in such a half completed state, though and I continued to knead the energy into strings and knit the two sources of power together and the change was starting to come. I paused for a moment to examine what I was creating in my meditation and the results were fairly satisfactory, the energy was beginning to show signs.
It was not quite there yet, I needed to feed more power, to ripen and mature the energy as the corruption continued to set in. After I worked the power for a time more, I really could not keep track of how much time had been passing like this, I could tell. The makings of a curse was ready, or at least it seemed to be, I would still need to test it adequately before I could be certain. Pulling the weave away I examined the completed product to make sure I had the shape of the weave memorized so it could be created far more simply at a later date. A smile crept upon my astral features, my own hourglass-like symbol was clear in the center, dense in it's own power, while surrounded by the energy of my host, Chizuru.