[L listens somberly; he's never seriously hurt anything in his life; he punched his uncle once, and that was a very, very strange situation. One that resulted in his losing a lot of freedom.
Being trusted to hold something that could cause such extensive damage to a living thing restores the sense that he hasn't been robbed of all of it, though.
His intent is gentle and curious; he's never even performed a card trick, and the idea that a shabby, mundane creature like him can wield actual magic will take some getting used to.
If this doesn't work, though, he'll feel ridiculous.
He raises the cane, biting his lip as he concentrates on methodically coating the rocks in a glaze of frost and ice. Clearly, he's approaching it as an exercise in control rather than one to test strength or ability to destroy. He pauses, though, when he sees a stir of movement among the stones. A frog, coming out of hibernation with the temperatures rising above 50 degrees, is completely unaware that a novice is bringing winter back.
L's teeth dig into his lip, drawing a small amount of blood; rather than stop the attempt altogether, or ignoring the frog, he's attempting to freeze the area around it, leaving it in its own little isolated circle, and concentrating to the point of ignoring pretty much everything else.]
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Being trusted to hold something that could cause such extensive damage to a living thing restores the sense that he hasn't been robbed of all of it, though.
His intent is gentle and curious; he's never even performed a card trick, and the idea that a shabby, mundane creature like him can wield actual magic will take some getting used to.
If this doesn't work, though, he'll feel ridiculous.
He raises the cane, biting his lip as he concentrates on methodically coating the rocks in a glaze of frost and ice. Clearly, he's approaching it as an exercise in control rather than one to test strength or ability to destroy. He pauses, though, when he sees a stir of movement among the stones. A frog, coming out of hibernation with the temperatures rising above 50 degrees, is completely unaware that a novice is bringing winter back.
L's teeth dig into his lip, drawing a small amount of blood; rather than stop the attempt altogether, or ignoring the frog, he's attempting to freeze the area around it, leaving it in its own little isolated circle, and concentrating to the point of ignoring pretty much everything else.]