You're a Wizard

[Nox]

Fireballs were dangerous and after the second or third toss and Jay's humorous attempt to mimic the movement Nox went into safer tactics now that it was game for Nox. Though Nox wasn't sure how Jay felt about it. He wished for Aria's or Elyse's ability to sense fear.

Instead of trying to just coax it out violently Nox started taunting and rambling his friend. "You just touched it again, Jay. Yet you do no thing with it."
Nox sighed, he didn't know why certain topics brought up the menacing feeling in Jay, but it did and Nox only wished he could think of a way to make that work to his advantage. Aurora might have helped, if she where here.

Nox had to push his sister far from his mind - depression and the power were not good. The desire to feel better made the seductive call of his gift dangerous - he could drown in the depths of the dark light inside and it wouldn't even hurt until it was too late.

Nox moved to stay between Jay and the exit. He would make Jay see his ability one way or another but leaving the basement wasn't going to work.

Nox laid down a bar of air directly in front of Jay's current path for the other man to trip over. He taunted. "If you opened yourself to your gift you'd see it, not fall over it."
Nox grinned as he threw a ball of water at his new target. It splashed against the wall inches from the Legionaire.

"The power is a dark light just out of sight, but always with in reach. You can't turn your eyes to see it, but you feel it - know it's there. It's calling out, begging you to take it so it can devour you before you claim it."
The words sounded far more dirty than he had intended them to, but it was the truth of the matter - the power was just as seductive as a woman - sometimes even more.

Nox threw a fireball just above Jay's head when he took cover behind the couch again. "Hiding does you no good."
Nox wove a small cloud of rain above the hiding spot and a down pour fell for moments before Nox let it go. He didn't want to drown Dorian's basement - or his and Sage's things. This was their home and Nox knew he had to take even better care of it than his own - it didn't belong to him. Aurora would kill him if she'd saw him doing that in their own house.

No matter how hard Nox tried memorize of times since passed tickled his mind. Aurora, and Methos concerts, his father, dancing and music, and things Nox knew hadn't ever happened yet the flitted through his mind anytime his mind wandered.

Nox focused on the task at hand - or tried to, the beer and nights events were taking a toll on his mind and body. "There are five elements - five threads we use to create a...."
Nox didn't know what the word to use was. It wasn't a spell, more like a cloth, a pattern, something more mundane than a spell. Nox left the sentence hang as he wove a single thread of fire and tickled Jay's check with as he threw another ball of fire that missed his friend by a wide berth. "Fire is red, or orange, the color you'd imagine fire to be. It's warm to the touch, it smells like smoke from a campfire. The purest essence of fire, whatever you think of it that's what it represents."


Nox continued threw a ball of air. "Air is yellowish in color. It's soft and feels like a cool breeze against your cheek."
Nox sent a single thread of air to flick at Jay's skin. It was a gentle touch, he didn't want to hurt him only make him aware of the sensation. "It smells like clean pure air, no smog, pollutants."


A ball of earth shattered in front of Jay. "Earth is brown or black. It smells like pachoulli oil or when you dig into fertile soil and the earth is begging you to plant something. It's rough like sandpaper when you touch it."
Nox did the same as he'd done with fire and air, a gentle flick against exposed skin.

Water was next. A pure strand wrapped around Jay's body as a cascade of water fell from above. "Water is blue. It smells of the ocean. It's wet almost slimy and slippery to the touch."


The last was hard to explain. "The fifth element is hard to explain. It's white in color - pure and everything perfect in the world. It smells like clean laundry hung out to dry on a windy day, like sunshine after a rain day. It's in describable to feel."
Nox sent a strand of spirit at Jay. He didn't want to actually do anything else with it. It was the least known element to him, but he'd seen it's perfection when Manix had shown him to heal the cut on his arm. It was beyond useful - just not currently in Nox's wheel house - he intended to remedy that.

But there was little time for more words as Nova hurled himself on silent paws from the now open door of Christian's bedroom.. The small black and white puppy's tail was wagging furiously as he headed straight for Nox. Nox saw a groggy Sage standing in the door rubbing his eyes as he started blindly out on to the practice floor...