Exerc-iceing

The last few months for Steven had been a mix of good and bad. His last weeks of he previous school year had been exceptionally busy and stressful with the amount of school work had been annoying, but he had been rewarded in a way by heading back to the states for awhile to visit his cousin before having returning for the beginning of college life on Manta Carlos. The first month back had been settling into things on the island of magic and the supernatural once more but Steven felt as if he was once more, and getting use to his new lessons. It was today that Steven had finally found himself with spare time since he had come back.

Steven found himself in one of the islands parks, a local he always tended to enjoy. So where to get some exercise and sunlight after how much time he normally spent inside. Finding a seclude spot, Steven took of his jacket and unbuttoned the top couple of buttons of his shirt. Steven started with a jog, back and forth between where he had dropped his jacket and a nearby tree. Warming up his body properly, before stretching out his muscles to prevent hurting himself.

It was then Steven worked on more then just his body alone, pointing a hand out. A light blue ray burst forth and moving his hand it slowly built up into a frame of ice, not much more the two horizontal poles, connected by a third at the top of each of them. Leaping up, Steven grabbed the centre pole and held on. A difficult task for an object made of ice. However Steven managed to do so, and pulled himself up starting a set of chin ups. While simultaneously continuing to use his power over ice to prevent the frame from melting away.

Steven continued the pull ups until he finished the set he had decided on. Letting himself drop from the bar of ice to the ground on his feet heavily. Streching his arms out again to let them relax after being used so much. Sighing he looked over the frame of ice and could see that it had been starting to crack in places. He had been trying to keep it solid but without over using his abilities to do so.

Even so he could his mind cool. With his hand he pointed at the ice and with a few blasts of fire it started to melt away. The heat rising inside just enough to push away the effect of having been using the ice powers so long. While also warming his hands again. Even so he was sweating from the work out, so wipped his forehead off with the bottom of his shirt. Scars underneath showing breifly as he did so. Before heading over to his jacket to grab a drink.

It was then he notice someone a little way off, appearing to paint? Or maybe draw he couldn't tell from the distanct and the fact her hand were obscured by what she was working on. Looking around him, he noted that the scenery was nice but the direction she was looking clearly had him in a more central. He hoped he hadn't walked into the scene she had been working on without noticing her. Grabbing his jacket, he threw it over his shoulder pulling a bottle of water out to drink as he moved towards her.

"I hope I didn't spoil your scene." Steven said once he reached her, unaware that she had actually been just as focus on him as she might have been on the surronding he had been part of. "I didn't notice." He added still thinking he had simply walked into where she had already been viewing without realizing.

The girl didn't seem to hear him at first ad Steven had been about to speak again in an attempt to grab her attetion, only for her to turn what she had been working on towards him for him to look at. While her cheeks flush seemingly embarrassed by something. Mentioning that hope he didn't mind that she had been painting him. While the painting was impressive that wasn't what caught his attention the most. Her words had.

Reaching a hand up to his head, Steven scratched his scalp nervously. "That's amazing. I don't mind but I wouldn't exactly call myself perfect for art." The words she had used had taken him off guards not exactly use to be on the recieving end of compliments and more prone to try and throw them out to other instead. "I'm flattered."

If he known she had been depicting him in her art, he would have not interrupted her and let her continue. "You're welcome to draw me anytime though. I like admiring art so how could I tell you not to." He asked rethorically.

It was Steven's turn to blush this time, when the girl instead of mocking his modesty, doubled down on her compliment that she was great for her art piece, before turning it back towards herself to keep working on it. "I wouldn't call myself a connoisseur by an meaning of the word. I admire hard work and talent in any discipline. From the academic to the aesthetic." He explained, neglecting to mention how such a mind set left him nearly incapable of focusing on any one field long enough to reach the level of skill as others. A jack of all trades, a master of none, summed up Steven quite well.

"I'm not really another artist, but I have occasionally used my abilities to cheat it." Steven said, placing his hands together and rubbing both of them. Some steam poured off his hands, as one hand created ice and the other fire. As he pulled the pair apart between them was a small and slightly dis-formed facsimile of a rose made from clear ice.

"Well then thank you." Steven said with a chuckle. It was nice that she still liked it cheating or not. In fact so much so that she suddenly pulled out something new to draw on and went about doing so. Steven watched with a quizzical expression in the sudden switch from her main picture to another. A question that was answered once it appeared she had finished. Pulling a rose of her own from the page.

Steven eyes widened in shock, obviously he knew his own powers by now but what she had done was amazing. "You can make art real? Thats incredible." He told her as she held out the rose to him. Steven hand moved to her, exchanging between their hands the rose creations. Thinking it was a shame that his wouldn't last for long but at least it wasn't summer anymore and it might have lasted until she found some way to keep it cold.

Realising what her power was now, his head snapped back to the main painting that he had been in. "Don't tell me you could pull me out of the painting though. The world only needs one of me." He said half joking, half curious if she could use her power in such a way.