Post by Onira on Jun 23, 2006 18:10:00 GMT -5
Onira didn't know why, but he sat on a new, more comfortable bed. He couldn't take it anymore. He wanted out of the house. No more living in the shack. He couldn't take the pain. It was too much like his master's place. Plus, if he wanted to go to the academy, then he should devote himself fully.
"I guess this is home."
Onira took a quick look around the room. On his bed was his own blue quilt and pillow, with regular white sheets. However, he hadn't yet changed his room besides that. The walls were still gray, the ceiling was still white, and the door was still a very dull brown. His books were already in the large closet, with almost countless things on alchemy, and a few others.
"I guess it's time to get started."
Onira walked to the wall next to the door and placed his hands against it. A bright light covered all of the room's walls, eventually dissapearing to reveal a nice, deep blue. Onira then placed his hand on the door. The door was covered by a light for a moment, but as the walls, it dissipated. This time it revealed a more pale blue. Almsot like ice. Finally was the ceiling. Onira jumped up, placing his palm against the ceiling. As the other items, it was changed. The same pale blue as the door. Onira landed.
"Easy as pie."
The young apprentice walked to the bed and sat down again, staring now at his palm. Or- more importantly- the solomn seal tattoed into them. Onira then clenched his hand into a fist.
"My life."
"I guess this is home."
Onira took a quick look around the room. On his bed was his own blue quilt and pillow, with regular white sheets. However, he hadn't yet changed his room besides that. The walls were still gray, the ceiling was still white, and the door was still a very dull brown. His books were already in the large closet, with almost countless things on alchemy, and a few others.
"I guess it's time to get started."
Onira walked to the wall next to the door and placed his hands against it. A bright light covered all of the room's walls, eventually dissapearing to reveal a nice, deep blue. Onira then placed his hand on the door. The door was covered by a light for a moment, but as the walls, it dissipated. This time it revealed a more pale blue. Almsot like ice. Finally was the ceiling. Onira jumped up, placing his palm against the ceiling. As the other items, it was changed. The same pale blue as the door. Onira landed.
"Easy as pie."
The young apprentice walked to the bed and sat down again, staring now at his palm. Or- more importantly- the solomn seal tattoed into them. Onira then clenched his hand into a fist.
"My life."