Chapter #5Dedicated to Redhurricane. by: Unknown AN: I'm so sorry I didn't add to this sooner.
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In that moment, as the green surge of ethereal energies rockets your way, everything seems to go into slow motion. The adrenaline rushing in snuffs out all the speed in the world, and like something out of an action movie, the scream that comes out of your throat would've sounded hilariously deep if your face wasn't contorted in terror.
Gabriella's head slowly, just ever so slowly, swivels your way as her ears catch the shriek. It was right in that moment, when the spell was only a few seconds away, that you remember the muscles in your legs were still existent and unparalyzed and pushed them off the ground, your arms coming over your head as you tuck and roll (or throw, in this case) yourself to the right as hard as you can.
Just behind, you can hear the whistle of the ball lightning fly past the spot where you once stood, twinkling down the rest of the hall. The wind gets knocked out of you as you land face-first on the ground, but thankfully, as the world goes quiet again, you don't feel your skin melting off, or any flowers sprouting from your hair.
"Rick?" Gabrielle's voice asks, sharp and clear. "What on earth are you doing here!?"
Reluctantly, you bring your head up from the ground and look towards the sky at Gabrielle, her face both surprised and unamused.
"Hey...Gabrielle..." As you speak, her ears still twitch at your voice. "S-Sorry, I just thought I'd drop by for a visit! I didn't mean, to-"
"Eris, I told you not to let anybody in!" She turns on the door, then looks back down at you. "Rick, you of all people should know that spellmaking is a very delicate, dangerous process without the necessary concentration! God only knows what could've happened if that magic'd hit you!"
"I know, I know..." You mutter, finally mustering the courage to push yourself back up off the ground and dust yourself off. "...and again, I'm really sorry."
Her lips purse, for once looking at you quite seriously, but her shoulders droop as she gives a sigh. "Well...it wasn't anything irreplaceable, so let's just be glad this is a learning experience. Alright?"
"Alright. What was it for, anyway?"
"A cure for hunger!" She replies, the familiar pep in her voice coming back as she returns to the spell book on her desk. "Nothing complete, not even an absolute cure, I mean, but a nice temporary treatment for anybody who's really starving!"
"...damn." You mutter, impressed. "How's it coming along, though?"
"Well, that beam I'd just shot off was a very primordial incantation, but so far, I've got the basic skeleton in order. From here, all I have to do is-"
"Gabrielle?"
Gabrielle stops talking, the two of you looking back at the open door to the foyer, where Eris is...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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