Alpha
Sep 22nd, 2002, 09:10:45 PM
Satine does a one-handed cart-wheel to his left. With his free hand, Satine opens his palm, and a jet of flaming chain shoots out, slamming into the wall. The flame disappates with a small explosion. Landing on his feet Satine grins.
He was getting better at his flame conjuring, and oculd do it almost without a thought. Which led him to why he was here.
He had sent the word to Xazor that he wanted a spar. He hadn't had a chance to talk with his sister in a while, and, alos, Xazor was a disciple of the element of ice and water--his direct opposite in that regard. It was time to see hoe well his flames burned...
EDIT : TTT {OOC: well, since you're back sis, you wanna start a spar?} :D
He was getting better at his flame conjuring, and oculd do it almost without a thought. Which led him to why he was here.
He had sent the word to Xazor that he wanted a spar. He hadn't had a chance to talk with his sister in a while, and, alos, Xazor was a disciple of the element of ice and water--his direct opposite in that regard. It was time to see hoe well his flames burned...
EDIT : TTT {OOC: well, since you're back sis, you wanna start a spar?} :D