"thats it, you've got it dear, keep it under control." She wathced her students eyes grow bigger, obviously taken a back by her choice to set a living thing on fire. But she knew Adhira was strong enough to control it, she didn't think so herself, but the queen knew she could. " Now adhira while its still burning bring it back to life, and then kann when I say stop I want you to put out that fire. Adhira dear, you can start."
Adhira rubbed her left arm with the palm of her right hand, not sure how to do it. The only way she knew how, so far, was to touch the thing; which had proven to be effective on that violet outside of the hollow when she arrived here. Though, she wasn't sure if she could manage without burning herself.
She approached Kann and the burning plant, her hands trembling immensely as she brought one finger out. Poking the flames lightly, Adhira sighed in relief. It didn't sting at all. Nope, she felt nothing hurt. Then, the fairy lifted up her other hand, bringing it closer to the fire.
Her gaze turned for a glance at Queen Ree. Now she was panicking. What to do now? Of course, Adhira had to wait for Kann to stop.
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We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.
Kann took a deep breath, calming herself. It wouldn't do at all to accidentally kill the flower more than it already was. Or burn Adhira's hands off, for that matter. Not that it looked like the flames were doing anything other than startling the girl. Bringing stuff to life... it might be helpful for Kann if she ever accidentally killed something with her knack of blowing stuff up. The fall out was usually a couple fairies doubled over, clutching some poor limb or staring in disbelief at the ginormous crater that always resulted after some misbegotten explosion.
The girl waited patiently for the signal, ready at a moment's notice to snuff the little flame. It could be good practice.... maybe.
Queen Ree watched her students, amazed. They were so very talented, but so very hesitant. " Brilliant! Adhira dear! Wonderful kann! Keep up the great work thats it!" She rooted them on, sounding like a clumsies (OOC: A human) Cheerleader. But she kept on encouraging them. They were wonderfull.
ooc; Flaa~aamy! D; I need you to give Souki-chan the signal to stop scorching the plaaa~aaant! If not Adhi can't bring it back to liii~iife! DDD:::::
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We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.
ooc; I knoe :c I dun want Kann to be a killer... In this particular roleplay, anyhow D: Kann: -glare- You have no problem with me -- Me: -clamps hand viciously over Kann's mouth- What? She's just a bit ill in the head... see? ::thunks head heavily:: Kann: -pulls away- Of COURSE I'd be ill in the head if you keep on doing THAT!
Freesia decided that she couldn't get her room any cleaner and sooner or later she would have to face her new peers. Sighing she stood and opened the door. A warm breeze wafted into the room. She could her the faint sound of laughter in the distance, so she headed in that direction.
"Kann Dear, you may now stop, I think Adhira can bring it back to life at this point right dear?" Ree was confident, the flower was not yet burned through to its very core she could feel it. Though she couln't read plants minds seeing as they didn't really have any but she could just feel them, it was hard to explain really...
Kann poked the small conflaragation that was the poor yellow tulip.
"Stop," she commanded softly, and the fire flickered stubbornly for a second before disappearing, leaving only a small wisp of smoke and a very much blackened, almost-pile-of-soot tulip that was anything but yellow.
"Sorry, Tulip," she sighed, poking the more-than-just-a-little-burnt-up tulip again. "If you survive, I'll make sure you get a nice pot of soil and water, in a nice spot of sun somewhere on the roof."