23rd metal . CTS spam
[ It's after Cassel's announcement that Zane can be found in the CTS.
The scene is medieval - or, ancient, anyway. Armor, swords, horses. A battle. As the door out of the CTS closes behind him, they surround him, weapons braced. He blinks back anguished emotion, and tosses back a vial of metals, and touches steel, pewter.
He launches into the air, and the fight begins.
There are hundreds of them, and only one of him: and yet. He slaughters them. He uses the metal they carry to Push and Pull himself; he is always faster, always stronger, and he is the utter picture of grace.
He kills them all.
And when they are dead, the bright green hill of a battlefield strewn with corpses, he goes into the forest. Braces himself against one tree and flings metal at another, a thud-thud of swords, knives, shields whipping and burying themselves into the bark. He Pushes, and Pushes, until finally the tree splinters and collapses, crashing slowly and mightily into the ground.
He keeps destroying the trees, over and over, until someone interrupts - or another army shows up. ]
The scene is medieval - or, ancient, anyway. Armor, swords, horses. A battle. As the door out of the CTS closes behind him, they surround him, weapons braced. He blinks back anguished emotion, and tosses back a vial of metals, and touches steel, pewter.
He launches into the air, and the fight begins.
There are hundreds of them, and only one of him: and yet. He slaughters them. He uses the metal they carry to Push and Pull himself; he is always faster, always stronger, and he is the utter picture of grace.
He kills them all.
And when they are dead, the bright green hill of a battlefield strewn with corpses, he goes into the forest. Braces himself against one tree and flings metal at another, a thud-thud of swords, knives, shields whipping and burying themselves into the bark. He Pushes, and Pushes, until finally the tree splinters and collapses, crashing slowly and mightily into the ground.
He keeps destroying the trees, over and over, until someone interrupts - or another army shows up. ]
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[ He reaches out, touches Bush's arm. ]
There's something else you should know. All Allomantic powers work by Pushes and Pulls. It's not just physical. One of our metal pairings influences emotions. I've done it to you. It's called Soothing.
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[He is a little suspicious, but not very. Mostly, as ever, puzzled.]
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That was kind of you. You needn't have.
[He won't admit he's been having a rough go of it, but he has, and that kindness was grateful.]
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You aren't upset?
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Some people think Rioting and Soothing are an invasion. They're not. Just nudges, mostly.
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Only-- why'd you do it?
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Don't worry about me, my lad. And I'll take the, ah, nudge as a gesture of friendship, if that suits you.
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[ And in the meantime, he'll take a seat. ]
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There is fresh cold water for you, and that will half mend you, and here's that hot grog will do the other half.
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