oppositionwalks: (Lightning - Distance)
Isis was never really a tomboy by any stretch of the imagination. She wasn't the girlyist girl that ever was, either.

Even so, she always found herself fascinated with storms. Ever since she was a wee thing--well. More wee than she is now, since she's not exactly a large gal by any standard. She was the sort that liked to play in the rain, despite her father's preferences for her not to.

It was almost always a strangely freeing feeling.

Now, in this area of the Nexus, it isn't raining. But stormclouds rumble overhead as Isis stands there in her coat and heavy pants, boots occasionally crunching in the snow as she shifts her weight.

Thunder rumbles in the distance. Isis grins, shifting her weight and pulling her hands out of her pockets. She's a bit hyper today, and she needs to practice with this to boot.

"Now." Isis murmurs to herself, "Let's see if I've gotten more control."

It's not that electricity was a stubborn element. Hell, it's one of the easier ones to call on, it's more of a factor that it wants to do its own thing and follow the path of least resistance as balance restores itself. Since lightning in-itself is a bit of an imbalance.

Isis takes a deep breath, closing her eyes and 'visualizing' the world around her through her extrasensory abilities.

And she suddenly gestures with her left hand, the seal of power forming around the currently-hidden-by-sleeve armband (The seal forms itself in the air, 'around' the sleeve, despite the armband being hidden from the world). Lightning arcs through the clouds, and thunder rumbles follow.

Isis opens her eyes, spying a long flagpole far down the way. Tall and metal, an easy supposed strike, right?
oppositionwalks: (Laptop)
It's a little while after they've left the Sanctuary. This time, they're in Isis's room, rather than Eiko's.

Isis's room is fairly large by itself, and the bed is a twin bed with a nice, squashy mattress. Said squashy mattress is why she chose this room, to be honest.

There is a night-table, and some sort of bizarre looking lamp that apparently came with the room. This is where her spellbook is currently resting. The backpack she arrived with hangs on the back of a chair, and is open.

In front of said chair, is a desk, with a laptop on it (Said laptop is currently closed and off).

Isis moves to sit on the bed. She wanted to talk with Eiko about this. Because, well.

This Isis isn't terribly experienced in the realm of relationships, so, hopefully, talking will help!

At least in the idea of where to go from here
oppositionwalks: (Lightning - Distance)
Control was something she lacked refinement on. Simple spells, or spells that used focuses (Like the Summoning Gate, and so forth), she could do.

But the magic and abilities are intricately tied into her emotional state, that this is incredibly difficult to do under ordinary circumstances.

As such. She, last night, asked Eiko about meditation, and Eiko offered to help teach her. So, after another good shower, and choosing a relatively quiet place, she awaits Eiko's arrival. Currently, Isis is wearing comfortable jeans and a loose shirt. She is, in fact, wearing her bra, although she wasn't last night.

She sits in the grass and waits. She's got her spellbook with her, and is currently reading it.

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