[ katsa ignores the question and the light fades from her hands. she's still disturbed with herself, though in all honestly not wholly surprised. at least it's not wrong. blood is the source of life and power, not like a stupid ball of light.
she shakes it off and shoves her fists under crossed arms. she had asked for that sort of power, but seeing it and feeling it in her own hands is another deal entirely, and she's beginning to wonder if it's a good idea after all. ]
It's unnatural. [ but, well, she knows unnatural. she knows it well. and there is worth in this. katsa stares at the snow and takes a deep breath. ] Show me again—tell me what's next.
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she shakes it off and shoves her fists under crossed arms. she had asked for that sort of power, but seeing it and feeling it in her own hands is another deal entirely, and she's beginning to wonder if it's a good idea after all. ]
It's unnatural. [ but, well, she knows unnatural. she knows it well. and there is worth in this. katsa stares at the snow and takes a deep breath. ] Show me again—tell me what's next.