[CLOSED] Practice Makes...

[grimreaping]

Who: grimreaping & halcyonism
What: After this request, Larsa agrees to help Kid train a resistance to his magick.
When: Late evening.
Where: A private training room.
Warnings: Shouldn't need any.

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[halcyonism]

[ Larsa suspiciously takes a bit longer than one would expect for someone to change clothes and find their way to the training room. As much as he doesn't want to for various reasons, he finally shows up despite himself, walking into the training room with his arms uncharacteristically crossed in front of his chest. A few steps in, he seems to notice this and drops his arms at his sides, leaving his hands loosely curled into fists.

He bows his head as he approaches Kid, unable to look at him directly for the moment. ]

You're sure you want to do this?

[grimreaping]

[ Kid feels obliged to point out: ] I'm not the one having second thoughts about it. If you don't wish to do this, I neither can nor want to force you.

[ he waits until Larsa meets his eye ]

I know you won't hurt me. I trust you.

[halcyonism]

[ Almost immediately, as if Larsa had no doubts at all: ]

I have no plans of not going through with our plan.

[ He may -sound- sure of himself, but his face and at this point even his soul are quite obviously unhappy about the situation. Even so, Larsa isn't moving. He's resolved to see this through, whether either of them like it or not.

Then Larsa looks away, for a different reason this time. The people who have placed such complete trust in him have been few and far between. But he nods and quickly returns his gaze back to Kid, looking a bit more relaxed. ]

Well then. Shall we begin?

[grimreaping]

I appreciate this.

[ Kid nods, keeping his expression even. ]

Please do, when you're ready.