11-30-2014, 06:46 PM
He'd grow old someday after everyone he knew today was long gone. Jaxen was good with that. But if he wanted to keep on breathing, he had to pay attention. Right. Tony had said as much, that this magic business could kill him almost as easily as someone else. Tony hadn't mentioned addiction though. Tarin's warning made some sense. Jaxen was eager to draw on the power whenever he could, and every time Tarin did, embers of jealousy stirred in his chest that it came so easily to the other man.
A wary gaze watched the construction of the shield. Tarin took his time about it, which Jaxen appreciated, but that he needed to have his hand held made him want to grind his teeth. But all things came with practice, he told himself. How many years did it take him to perfect his sleight of hand? This was no different. And Jax was a patient guy.
When the shield slid toward his head, Jax sprung to his feet and backed away. "Not that I don't trust you, Tarin."
He laughed, "But well, I don't trust you."
He put up his hands like he was trying to get the other man to ease off. Eyes flicked between the magical shield and the man that created it. His heart raced, but Jax kept light on the balls of his feet like he might run. Where to, he had no idea, but surely virtual reality windows could shatter like regular glass. A parkour aficionado didn't need much to scamper down the side of a wall.
Edited by Jaxen Marveet, Nov 30 2014, 08:16 PM.
A wary gaze watched the construction of the shield. Tarin took his time about it, which Jaxen appreciated, but that he needed to have his hand held made him want to grind his teeth. But all things came with practice, he told himself. How many years did it take him to perfect his sleight of hand? This was no different. And Jax was a patient guy.
When the shield slid toward his head, Jax sprung to his feet and backed away. "Not that I don't trust you, Tarin."
He laughed, "But well, I don't trust you."
He put up his hands like he was trying to get the other man to ease off. Eyes flicked between the magical shield and the man that created it. His heart raced, but Jax kept light on the balls of his feet like he might run. Where to, he had no idea, but surely virtual reality windows could shatter like regular glass. A parkour aficionado didn't need much to scamper down the side of a wall.
Edited by Jaxen Marveet, Nov 30 2014, 08:16 PM.