Who told you so, dilly dilly, Who told you so? ‘Twas my own heart, dilly dilly, That told me so.
ouch is one of the most intimate, romantic ways to be close to someone else. The Town knows this very well -- the Town wants everyone to be as close as possible.
Perhaps that's why this bonding is so...aggressive.
Because you're in for quite the shock on this otherwise peaceful day when you brush against the next person on your path.
Maybe you're going out of your way to touch people. Maybe you've got a terrible urge to just see what's lurking in someone's heart. Maybe you trip over a conveniently placed rock -- whatever the cause, you're getting an up close and personal look into someone else's heart.
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[ She's usually the one who passes on her power to others, revitalizing them and replenishing their own stores of magic, energy, or whatever it is that they use for their abilities. Because her power works in quite a universal and mysterious way, able to resonate with others and adapt to them, able to translate itself into something that can be utilized because it is incomprehensible and immaculate, divine. The seal she has upon herself transforms the source of her energy into something far heavier and imperfect from its original form, but she's tethered to it in a way that lets her understand
His energy flows from his hands into hers, and... she's rather surprised by how it feels to her, how soothing, cool, and comforting it's channeled into her. He might even feel a tug, a pull to siphon that energy if he's especially perceptive, like something is calling that energy from him to her, beckoning it closer. Even so, Pyra's eyes are shut as he lends her this, and when he says those words....
The prickle of energy strange and foreign, but nonetheless recognizable for what it is: power. And so as it seeps back into her hand where it is assessed, translated, and then transformed into something she might use, the conversion taking place with a pulse of light....
The energy will be visible to him this time as it travels up her arm. Much like how rivers may be painted upon the ground to guide strong magics, it seems that the skin of her body is woven out of these leylines, the energy racing back up the path of her arm as if they were following a single circuit. It glows as it passing through the crystal at her chest, and then moves down her other limb where it begins to trigger a shift in the energy revealed by the cross-section of her arm.
And then it begins to reform: first, blueprint of light that gives the shape of an arm; second, a delay; and then finally with a flash the limb appears intact and whole once more... complete with her gloves and the crystal upon them. ]
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His energy flows from his hands into hers, and... she's rather surprised by how it feels to her, how soothing, cool, and comforting it's channeled into her. He might even feel a tug, a pull to siphon that energy if he's especially perceptive, like something is calling that energy from him to her, beckoning it closer. Even so, Pyra's eyes are shut as he lends her this, and when he says those words....
The prickle of energy strange and foreign, but nonetheless recognizable for what it is: power. And so as it seeps back into her hand where it is assessed, translated, and then transformed into something she might use, the conversion taking place with a pulse of light....
The energy will be visible to him this time as it travels up her arm. Much like how rivers may be painted upon the ground to guide strong magics, it seems that the skin of her body is woven out of these leylines, the energy racing back up the path of her arm as if they were following a single circuit. It glows as it passing through the crystal at her chest, and then moves down her other limb where it begins to trigger a shift in the energy revealed by the cross-section of her arm.
And then it begins to reform: first, blueprint of light that gives the shape of an arm; second, a delay; and then finally with a flash the limb appears intact and whole once more... complete with her gloves and the crystal upon them. ]