08-11-2014, 09:11 AM
The first bullet hit and Jared held the spell together. As the second hit, it faltered, but Jared kept it together. Jared was barely able to keep it together for the final shot. Three bullets hung in mid-air for a second before Jared released the spell breathing heavily. The three bullets clattered harmlessly to the ground.
The spell worked though although that one in particular would need several mages to be effective in actual combat. Of course in combat, he wouldn't be worried about bullets ricocheting back to those who had fired them in the first place.
The practice session was a reality check. Jared had thought that he had kept his skills in practice, but he was tired now. He had never manipulated that many spells, even small ones, at once. It was tiring and Jared got the full scope of how much more he had to practice.
"Shit, I'm not used to doing this much,"
Jared said finally catching his breath.
Jared was already sitting and he pulled out his pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He opened the pack, prepared to pull one out before continuing. "Sorry, are you okay with this? I don't want to breathe smoke into the air if you don't like it. And would you like one?"
Jared stood and he kept his balance. He hadn't worn himself out as much as he thought, but it would be good to catch his breath. "It takes a lot out of you sometimes, and I never really practiced it too much. Preferred to use my hands. I'll be ready to go in a few minutes. So tell me your story Hollywood. What brought you to the Legion?"
The spell worked though although that one in particular would need several mages to be effective in actual combat. Of course in combat, he wouldn't be worried about bullets ricocheting back to those who had fired them in the first place.
The practice session was a reality check. Jared had thought that he had kept his skills in practice, but he was tired now. He had never manipulated that many spells, even small ones, at once. It was tiring and Jared got the full scope of how much more he had to practice.
"Shit, I'm not used to doing this much,"
Jared said finally catching his breath.
Jared was already sitting and he pulled out his pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He opened the pack, prepared to pull one out before continuing. "Sorry, are you okay with this? I don't want to breathe smoke into the air if you don't like it. And would you like one?"
Jared stood and he kept his balance. He hadn't worn himself out as much as he thought, but it would be good to catch his breath. "It takes a lot out of you sometimes, and I never really practiced it too much. Preferred to use my hands. I'll be ready to go in a few minutes. So tell me your story Hollywood. What brought you to the Legion?"