[ real effort -- okay, so that’s what they’re going with. shiro’s still curious to hear the why and how behind this effort ( and no, safekeeping does not actually count as an explanation, keith ). but he’ll play up his patience and wait until there aren’t branches full of foliage between them. he wouldn’t mind picking up a more in depth conversation about keith’s mother either. krolia, he reminds himself. patience, is the second reminder. there’ll be time, once keith and the hoverbike are back on the ground.
right. that.
he pushes himself off the trunk and back steps until he’s a safe distance away. finds keith again and grins, clapping his hands together. ]
One ridiculously tall ice block coming right up.
[ it’s easier when he has a water source; all he has to do is manipulate what’s already there. starting from scratch requires far more concentration, manna and energy. ah well, if he gets too fatigued, keith can take the hoverbike for its first, official spin back to the apartment. he’s a twice-missed birthday boy too, so shiro doesn’t mind sharing his birthday present.
or if not that, there's always the option of hitting up keith’s hand for a quick pick-me-up instead.
amused at that, despite it being slightly presumptuous, shiro puts a pin in it and then refocuses his attention. arms stretch straight and hands held out. breathe deep. and -- go. it takes some time, so hopefully keith doesn’t mind chillin’ in the tree a couple minutes longer, but inevitably, the steady stream of magic flowing from him builds an’ builds on top of itself, solidifying into ice. inch by inch the block gains height until it’s tall enough to reach the branches cradling the hoverbike. done, he visibly slumps his shoulders and sighs, fixing a smile to his face. ]
no subject
right. that.
he pushes himself off the trunk and back steps until he’s a safe distance away. finds keith again and grins, clapping his hands together. ]
One ridiculously tall ice block coming right up.
[ it’s easier when he has a water source; all he has to do is manipulate what’s already there. starting from scratch requires far more concentration, manna and energy. ah well, if he gets too fatigued, keith can take the hoverbike for its first, official spin back to the apartment. he’s a twice-missed birthday boy too, so shiro doesn’t mind sharing his birthday present.
or if not that, there's always the option of hitting up keith’s hand for a quick pick-me-up instead.
amused at that, despite it being slightly presumptuous, shiro puts a pin in it and then refocuses his attention. arms stretch straight and hands held out. breathe deep. and -- go. it takes some time, so hopefully keith doesn’t mind chillin’ in the tree a couple minutes longer, but inevitably, the steady stream of magic flowing from him builds an’ builds on top of itself, solidifying into ice. inch by inch the block gains height until it’s tall enough to reach the branches cradling the hoverbike. done, he visibly slumps his shoulders and sighs, fixing a smile to his face. ]
How’s that?