11-12-2015, 09:14 PM
Cake? How the shit was he suppose to know if there was any cake around here!? Some brat worried about cake! Maybe next he'll want some frozen creams or fresh baked pies. Such stupidity. Then again from some brat called Hunny? Maybe they earned that nickname for eating honey coated-...pan...something. The thought was there but he'd lost it as soon as he tried thinking about it. With the kid at his back he'd started walking, his senses already on alert but unable to track a thing. Why? Why was he in such a condition that even his awareness betrayed him. Looking around he saw dots in the distances. But were they worth heading towards? With so many people coming through and so many people appearing at the fountain. Perhaps not. Instead he'd just walk forward, hoping to get out of here but using his head all the while.
Towards one dot he'd walk before turning and then heading for another. Several minutes would pass and all the while he kept changing which dot to talk to. Bad directions? Perhaps or perhaps not. With Hunny's head hung low they surely didn't notice. What Atonement sought? It was what Stahlern had fought for. Knowledge. As he circled he kept a significant distance from the fountain but all the while had his eyes turned in that direction. Things seeming to materialize as people stayed still and focused on nothing. Conjuration? Summoning? Some devices would roar with life as they drove off suddenly on bikes. Horses seemed to come to exist without a single barn in sight. But Atonement hated asking people. The only reason he asked Hunny was because the kid bothered him first.
"Hmph..." A sound at long last that shattered the silence. His motions stopping that would ultimately reveal that they had not traveled far. He saw what he needed to in order to try. Omnilium. It were as a manifest of magic waiting to be woven, and being a man who was so diverse in the natures of magic in so many of his lives? Atonement knew it would be possible. A snap. A sound as his left hand had entered his pocket and broke off a single piece of Omnilium to hold into his palm, his eyes focused upon the product. Would it do anything? He did not know. But Observation was key. Information gathering was key. Knowledge was key. He willed it to change. This stone of colors that were all familiar and some that were not. It would slowly change, shifting slightly as it enlarged itself. It could grow. It could spread... It could rise. It could shrink.
It stretched outward, taking almost five minutes before it's form was complete and it's color came to exist. A simple slice of cake on a steel plate, vanilla frosting and strawberries decorating the top. "Tch!...Damn it...You've got me thinking too much about sweets now!" He faked the truth. His right hand coming to take the plate from his left to hand back towards Hunny. His left hand then breaking off another piece to hold in his left hand, a grin on his face as he figured out the truth. "It's Manifested Magic...Focus on it and it shall become as you desire...I guess it failed before because I didn't do it like they did...I thought it would be instant but it takes a long time to work itself..." Watching and listening. That was the key to gathering information. And that information belonged to him and him alone. But even so he shared that information like it was nothing important with Hunny just as he was trying to share the cake, offering it to the boy.
Towards one dot he'd walk before turning and then heading for another. Several minutes would pass and all the while he kept changing which dot to talk to. Bad directions? Perhaps or perhaps not. With Hunny's head hung low they surely didn't notice. What Atonement sought? It was what Stahlern had fought for. Knowledge. As he circled he kept a significant distance from the fountain but all the while had his eyes turned in that direction. Things seeming to materialize as people stayed still and focused on nothing. Conjuration? Summoning? Some devices would roar with life as they drove off suddenly on bikes. Horses seemed to come to exist without a single barn in sight. But Atonement hated asking people. The only reason he asked Hunny was because the kid bothered him first.
"Hmph..." A sound at long last that shattered the silence. His motions stopping that would ultimately reveal that they had not traveled far. He saw what he needed to in order to try. Omnilium. It were as a manifest of magic waiting to be woven, and being a man who was so diverse in the natures of magic in so many of his lives? Atonement knew it would be possible. A snap. A sound as his left hand had entered his pocket and broke off a single piece of Omnilium to hold into his palm, his eyes focused upon the product. Would it do anything? He did not know. But Observation was key. Information gathering was key. Knowledge was key. He willed it to change. This stone of colors that were all familiar and some that were not. It would slowly change, shifting slightly as it enlarged itself. It could grow. It could spread... It could rise. It could shrink.
It stretched outward, taking almost five minutes before it's form was complete and it's color came to exist. A simple slice of cake on a steel plate, vanilla frosting and strawberries decorating the top. "Tch!...Damn it...You've got me thinking too much about sweets now!" He faked the truth. His right hand coming to take the plate from his left to hand back towards Hunny. His left hand then breaking off another piece to hold in his left hand, a grin on his face as he figured out the truth. "It's Manifested Magic...Focus on it and it shall become as you desire...I guess it failed before because I didn't do it like they did...I thought it would be instant but it takes a long time to work itself..." Watching and listening. That was the key to gathering information. And that information belonged to him and him alone. But even so he shared that information like it was nothing important with Hunny just as he was trying to share the cake, offering it to the boy.
Eyes can be pretty can't they?
A window to one's soul some say.
So if I stare into your eyes too long...
Will I see the same kind of beauty?...
A window to one's soul some say.
So if I stare into your eyes too long...
Will I see the same kind of beauty?...

