Nocturne baked? It seemed he was a man of many talents. Brother or lover, it must have been nice to have someone around to cook and bake all the time. Rivalee could manage a few recipes and wasn’t about to starve if she didn’t have cell service to order delivery but variety was the spice of life and that was something she didn’t have a lot of in the kitchen. She made no comment on it, though, since she wasn’t there to discuss Nocturne and Lyric seemed more willing to talk about herself than her brother.
“I’m strongest with water but wind is a close second. I can call upon earth and fire but they take a lot more concentration and aren’t nearly as powerful or cooperative.” Rivalee went on to explain her decades of travelling to various countries to study what the mages in the area had put to paper. It helped her both to learn more about mages as a whole but she found new techniques for practicing and opening up to the elements. It was what she wanted to share with Lyric, she continued while snagging another cookie.
“I’ll be ninety-seven soon,” Rivalee confided with a smile, under the belief Lyric wanted to ask but thought it would be rude. “That’s given me a lifetime of knowledge but I’m still essentially the same age as you given how old our elders can be.” The statement was made to both let Lyric know that Rivalee was qualified to teach her but also perhaps done to let her know she would still be approachable. Rivalee hated the idea of being seen as a stuffy old mage and while respect was still important, she wanted to have casual friendship with the young woman where Lyric could come to her with any issues concerning magic or even life in general. She still didn't know all the details about the Jackson family but Nocturne had mentioned how their mom left when Lyric was young and he had done most of the parenting since their dad was busy with the Guardians. Not that Rivalee had any parenting bone in her body but she was Lyric's age once, though that was in a completely different time.
Rivalee sipped at the tea as she considered the power display earlier, eyeing the vine that still clung to Lyric's arm. It was good to know there was something already there to work with and not just a proud brother boasting about his sister. She had also studied enough about earth and nature to be able to help the girl flourish and do more than make pretty flowers. With enough practice and dedication, Lyric could create little earthquakes as part of her defenses. "Do you have an affinity to anything else? I know your dad is strongest with fire and that is often a good one to focus on with earth. Think of volcanoes and how the elements work together for those events."
“I’m strongest with water but wind is a close second. I can call upon earth and fire but they take a lot more concentration and aren’t nearly as powerful or cooperative.” Rivalee went on to explain her decades of travelling to various countries to study what the mages in the area had put to paper. It helped her both to learn more about mages as a whole but she found new techniques for practicing and opening up to the elements. It was what she wanted to share with Lyric, she continued while snagging another cookie.
“I’ll be ninety-seven soon,” Rivalee confided with a smile, under the belief Lyric wanted to ask but thought it would be rude. “That’s given me a lifetime of knowledge but I’m still essentially the same age as you given how old our elders can be.” The statement was made to both let Lyric know that Rivalee was qualified to teach her but also perhaps done to let her know she would still be approachable. Rivalee hated the idea of being seen as a stuffy old mage and while respect was still important, she wanted to have casual friendship with the young woman where Lyric could come to her with any issues concerning magic or even life in general. She still didn't know all the details about the Jackson family but Nocturne had mentioned how their mom left when Lyric was young and he had done most of the parenting since their dad was busy with the Guardians. Not that Rivalee had any parenting bone in her body but she was Lyric's age once, though that was in a completely different time.
Rivalee sipped at the tea as she considered the power display earlier, eyeing the vine that still clung to Lyric's arm. It was good to know there was something already there to work with and not just a proud brother boasting about his sister. She had also studied enough about earth and nature to be able to help the girl flourish and do more than make pretty flowers. With enough practice and dedication, Lyric could create little earthquakes as part of her defenses. "Do you have an affinity to anything else? I know your dad is strongest with fire and that is often a good one to focus on with earth. Think of volcanoes and how the elements work together for those events."
