Listening

Halloween · Jan 17, 2007

It was warm out when Silvan arrived at a lake that was, and seemed like it was in the middle of nowhere. The water was murky, and a dead tree had fallen in it. She stood on the tree, wearing her pants, and tank top shirt. She had been here for a long time listening to the sounds around her. She had stood there, still, for almost an hour listening, as it was sort of what her training was, it was to learn the noise's about her.

It was weird, she had no katana with her, she always keeps it with her. But today, she didn't really want to carry it around with her. Her eyes were closed, and her hair blew around her, she seemed at peace, listening to the many sounds around her, but in her mind she was angry, angry at many things.

Guest · Jan 17, 2007

The lake began to boil, steam rising from its depths. A whirlpool appeared a ways from the tree, only about five feet by five feet. The water in it shot up, and rained out, leaving a cylinder of empty space in the water. From it emerged Gevurah, six of his eight swords at work to make the water stay away from him. He walked out to the shore, the water parting from the sword's movement as he proceeded, the water behind him closing up as he stepped forward. He got to the bank and left three swords floating near him, sheathing the rest. He turned to the lake. "Hmph...So as I thought, not much remained in the water....I had hoped to regain my full strength from that, but it cannot be helped...."

Halloween · Jan 18, 2007

Silvan's eyes snapped open wide, hearing the water moving. She stared at the boy, never taking her eyes off him. If only she had her weapon, she never liked talking to anyone without her weapon, and since the boy had weapons he would have a great advantage over her, if something went wrong and a battle broke out, but her master would say it would be great training for her, and that would make her very happy.

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