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Zippigadoola, magicaboola, bibbity-bobbity-boo!

Who: Lea and Jendayi
Where: An open area on the outskirts of the city
When: a couple days after the effects of the April Fools event wear off
What: Magic practice!
Warnings: Fluff and sweetness?

Given all the weird things that had been happening lately, Lea figured it would probably be a good idea if he gave Jendayi a bit of instruction on how to use her magic. True, her's wasn't as strong as Elsa's had been (at least not yet), but the sooner she started learning to make control second nature, the better. Nip any potential problems in the bud.

Thus, he'd brought her out to the outskirts, away from any buildings or things that might be damaged (just in case). He'd even brought a picnic lunch for them to eat when they felt like taking a break. He wanted to make this as fun as possible, because he couldn't make it easy. At least not too easy. The point was to help her learn and grow magically, and making it too easy for her would just be a detriment to that goal.

The spot he'd chosen was a little ways from the nearest gate, so it was a it of a walk, but the locale was still pleasant enough. A grassy part of the Southwest Sector, with patches of bare dirt and a few sparse trees nearby. Probably born from seeds that somehow escaped from the farms in the distance, as the blossoms on them seemed to indicate that they were fruit trees, though they weren't nearly as big as those that were being tended and cared for. Likely the soil wasn't as deep here either.

Sill, it suited their needs. "OK," he said, setting down the basket. "This is the place. What do you think? You like it?"

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"I do!" She seems delighted. And she's excited. She'd never had another element wielder to practice with before. Papa had given her ideas of how to practice, but he didn't know.

"So what do I do first?" Food? Food can wait. She wants to learn!

Lea set their basket down next to one of the trees, then gestured for Jendayi to follow him over to a largish patch of bare dirt. "OK," he said once they were there. "We're gonna start with something simple. You stand at one end of the dirt patch, and I'll stand off to one side. Then I'll cast a few small flames in front of you, and we'll see if you can blow them out with your magic."

"You can try to do it one at a time, or all at once, however you want," he said. "We'll get into more complex stuff later, but I want to get a basic idea of how strong your magic is first. OK?"

“I can do that.” She does know how to use her power...a little. And she knows she’s very powerful, she just can’t seem to consciously get that kind of power, it was a reaction that saved her life right before arriving, not conscious choices with her wielding.

She’ll stand where he indicates and...just stands there. She doesn’t take any special stance, make any special moves, or even say any special words, she just looks from flame to flame with a frown of concentration.

For the first a small swirl of wind blows by it, but almost spreads it instead of putting it out. The second doesn’t look like she doesn’t look like anything happens, but then the fire suddenly winks out, smothered with an invisible layer of dense air. And for the last she uses air to throw dirt over the flame.

And then she looks at Lea with a little grin. Did she do good?

Just as well that she can't access the full extent of her power yet. Magic is meant to grow with its wielder; too much power too soon and the young mage's body might not be able to handle it.

Lea watches as Jendayi follows his instructions. Three separate techniques, the last two more effective than the first. "Not bad," he says when Jendayi looks his way. "Almost thought you weren't going to get the first one; we'll need to work on that technique more later."

"For now..." He casts three more flames onto the dirt patch, these three a bit larger and brighter than the last ones. "Let's see how you do with these. They're a little stronger than the last ones. Same deal as before; put them out however you like with your magic. I know about how much power I'm using to create them, so once we get to ones you can't put out I'll know about how strong your base line magic is."

She nods and turns back to the flames. She'll...manage these ones okay, and the next set she'll manage to put out, but she'll end up sitting down when she's managed, looking tired. For one so young, she really is rather powerful already, she really should be able to use her power to fly one of these days.

Lea smiles, seeing that she's tuckered herself out for the moment, and walks over the crouch down next to her. "Not bad," he says. "Not bad at all. From what I've seen you probably will give Dillan a run for his money when you grow up. You might even be stronger than him one day."

"For now though, we'll take a little breather," he says. "I think I've got a good estimate of your power now, so once you've rested a bit we'll see about trying something a little more skill-oriented."

“Papa says I’ll be able to fly some day.” You think he’s right? She hopes so, she’s eager to get into the sky. But for now she is rather worn out so she’ll sit...and then flop onto her back in the dirt.

“Skill or-netted? Like what?”

"I can believe it," Lea replies. "I know Dillan can. While using the wind to wield six lances to boot." He holds up six fingers to emphasize the number. "Personally, I think that's showing off a little, but I don't really have room to talk about showing off, so..." He grins a bit, amused at his own expense.

"Skill oriented," Le corrects somewhat automatically. "It means things geared toward testing your skill, rather than raw power. Like say, trying to hit a moving target, or put out the fire in a specific way. Things to help build control rather than strength."

Control? Huh, she'd not really thought of control, she just thinks of what she wants it to do and it does it. No spells, no gestures, no words, just imagination limited by her strength.

"Huh...okay." She lies there, thinking about that. But then her tummy gurgles and she curls up. "Shhhhh!" She then glances a silly grin at Lea.

Perhaps now, control isn't as much of an issue. But as her strength grows along with her, it will be needed. Especially if she hopes to fly one day; flying with wind magic, according to Dillan, requires very precise control, if one didn't want to just go launching off in random directions.

Lea chuckles at both Jendayi's tummy growling and the silly grin she shoots him. "Wanna take a quick snack break before we continue?", he asks. It's a bit early for lunch, but a little bit of something won't hurt.

She giggles and sits up. It takes a little effort with how tired she is, but she manages. “Yes. That sounds wonderful.” She’ll scoot around closer to him even.

"Alright, then," he says. "Just a second." He ruffles her hair briefly, then gets up to go retrieve two apples out of the basket. They'll be having ice cream later so they at least have to pretend to be trying to be healthy, right? Right.

He hands Jendayi one of the apples before sitting back down next to her and crunching into the other himself.

She happily snuggled to him and munched on her apple. “How long did you practice to be really good with your element?”

Lea grinned ruefully at Jendayi's question. "Longer than I care to admit," he said. "Course I didn't have mine since I was born, like you did; I got them when I was about 14." When he lost his heart, though there's no need to bring that up.

"All I can say is that it's a good thing that The Castle That Never Was was mostly stone and metal or we'd have been in trouble," he said. "You wouldn't believe how many sets of bed sheets I went through from doing magic in my sleep, and I was banned from Vexen's lab for a year after I accidentally incinerated half his research notes. Basically I was the reason the Organization couldn't have nice things."

“Oh no!” She couldn’t help but giggle at how he’d put it. “You don’t wield in your sleep anymore, right?” She’s not going to have to worry about the house burning down, is she?

Lea chuckles too. "Thankfully no," he says. "Though I do tend to get hot enough to singe things when I have a fever. Being a fire wielder is... interesting when you're sick."

"Which basically means that if I ever get sick like that around here, you'll probably be staying with Sam for a few days til I'm better," he says. "Won't do either of us any good if you burn yourself trying to help me."

Awwww, that puts a little pout on her face. “You’re not allowed to get sick.”

Lea smiles gently. "Trust me, I'll do my best," he said. "But I can't promise anything. I mean short of locking yourself in a completely germ-free room forever, there's no way to avoid ever getting sick. It just happens sometimes."

"But," he said, "knowing that there's someone who can take care of you will be a load off my mind, so if I do get sick, I'll be able to get better as fast as possible."

She leaned in to hug him tight. She doesn’t want him to get sick, ever, for...reasons. “I just don’t want you sick.”

Lea returns the hug gently, though looks a bit confused and mildly concerned as to why this seems to be such a thing. "Trust me, I don't want me sick either," he says. "Being sick is no fun. But it happens to everybody sometimes. I won't make a promise that I know I can't keep, so I can't promise that I'll never get sick. I will promise to take good care of myself to minimize the chances, though."

He pauses a moment before continuing. "Any particular reason why this has got you so worried?"

She’s just quite for a long moment. “I remember....my daddy getting sick. He went to sleep one night...and never woke up.” She knows that’s not how all sickness ends, she’s been sick before too and recovered just fine, but she can’t get that out of her head.

Ah. Yeah, that'd do it alright. "Hey," he says gently, hugging her close, "don't you worry. I've fought and beaten Heartless, Nobodies, and even the minions of an evil chaos deity. No way I'm gonna let some stupid germs take me out. You're gonna be stuck with me for quite awhile yet."

At the end of that she pushes back to look at him, studying him. She...finally nods. “Good. I want to be stuck with you for a long time.”

Lea reaches out and gently ruffles her hair. "Same here, Jen," he says.

"Now that that's settled, you ready to get back to practicing?"

She nods, finally letting go of Lea so she can stand up and back away a step, ready to continue.

Lea also stands up, brushing a little dirt off his black coat. "Alright," he says. "Want to see how you do with a moving target?"

Jendayi nods and will give her best as the lessons continue.

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Zippigadoola, magicaboola, bibbity-bobbity-boo!

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You get all the pouty faces this round.

D'aaww pouty face.

Cutest pouty face

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We can wrap this up with your next tag, I think, unless you want to continue it. :3

This feels like a good place to wrap it up.