... as she tries to relax, angel devil gives a very light touch with Rose's emotion power, to help her along. whisper-soft, a like a leaf unfurling; the same careful dosing he'd been giving himself, to get through having his magic ever on the knife-edge of being a wild tempest. usable only so long as he's still in enough control. calm. not serenity. not peace. calm. clarity. a cool, canny feeling.
under her fingers, the pool cools. the wild mana grows faint, like it's losing its grip on life, heat, restlessness. what remains sinks to the bottom... heavy, out of her reach, merely simmering like an ash-covered coal instead of raging. the danger of it, banked and smothered away to simmer in time to nothing.
...the steam billowing from the spring dwindles. tolerable. maybe even balmy, if you're particularly cold and in need.
it's not become a cold spring, but just a few minutes ago, that was at boiling point. and, maybe, if she set free some of her own mana in some water, later--
this... seems like something she could definitely repeat? the trick of it is probably keeping the mana from immediately rushing to dissipate, once she cuts it off from its source. the stuff in the spring had held shape, until she hushed it to rest. ]
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as she tries to relax, angel devil gives a very
light
touch
with Rose's emotion power,
to help her along. whisper-soft, a like a leaf unfurling; the same careful dosing he'd been giving himself, to get through having his magic ever on the knife-edge of being a wild tempest. usable only so long as he's still in enough control. calm. not serenity. not peace. calm. clarity. a cool, canny feeling.
under her fingers, the pool cools. the wild mana grows faint, like it's losing its grip on life, heat, restlessness. what remains sinks to the bottom... heavy, out of her reach, merely simmering like an ash-covered coal instead of raging. the danger of it, banked and smothered away to simmer in time to nothing.
...the steam billowing from the spring dwindles. tolerable. maybe even balmy, if you're particularly cold and in need.
it's not become a cold spring, but just a few minutes ago, that was at boiling point. and, maybe, if she set free some of her own mana in some water, later--
this... seems like something she could definitely repeat? the trick of it is probably keeping the mana from immediately rushing to dissipate, once she cuts it off from its source. the stuff in the spring had held shape, until she hushed it to rest. ]