"Happily."
Rebekah took a few quick steps away from the group, each one taking her further out, towards the center of attention. She was satisfied when she hit an arm-and-a-half's length away, far enough out that she couldn't hit anyone but she could still be heard. Her heart was going a mile a minute, excitement turning the dial up to eleven. But she needed to be professional. So all that excitement went into a few showy card flourishes while she talked, opening with a riffle shuffle and transitioning cleanly into a bridge. At least, it looked like one. It was actually sleight of hand, made it look like she was shuffling even though she kept the original order. But it wasn't necessary anyway. Just looked good.
"I have fourteen unique spells on my person. Several can't easily be demonstrated, unless someone feels like attacking me already, so I've settled on two that I can demonstrate. Number cards are my utilitarian spells, while Aces and Faces are more potent." The British teen casually drew the top two cards of the deck, turning them to the teacher to show their numbers and suites. "I'll be showing you the Two of Spades, and the Queen of Spades. Offensive spells. My other Face cards, among other things, can break any defense, block any attack, and analyze any spell I witness."
The rest of her deck went back into her pocket, while their owner faced away from the school. Two of Spades first, almost like a warmup. Then the big show. She slipped the Queen into her left hand, and held the Two up in front of her between her fore and middle fingers. "Bridge-keeper's cache; #27!"
The card glowed, for a brief moment, but was overshadowed instantly by the light gathering before her hand. Soft but intensifying, as if drawing in and collecting sunlight. It lasted a mere instant, replaced between blinks by a long, gunmetal gray katana that seemed to appear from nowhere. Her hand closed around the handle smoothly, just before she swept the blade once through the air and let it rest at her side. That had been easy, but she didn't have time to look and see how it went over. It was showtime.
“Archangel Uriel, lend this humble servant thine holy light, so I may shine it upon those who would do evil. Those who would lie, those who would steal, those who would harm their fellow man, hear my creed and know judgement!" Her voice started soft, practiced, but it swelled the further she progressed. Growing in volume, becoming passionate, and climbing towards a righteous crescendo as she stabbed her blade forwards for emphasis. "Lumina Deus, Caede Inimicos:"
"Light up the night!"
The words had scarcely left her mouth before, eager to obey, the incandescent beam leaped from the tip of her sword. The air crackled along its path, radiating faintly gold light from a core of blinding white energy. Pure, unfiltered mana concentrated into a massive beam. It sapped her energy with each second, and she knew it wouldn't last long, but she carefully dragged the beam from right to left, bathing the area before her in righteous fire. The beam tapered off after a few seconds, gradually diminishing over the course of a few moments to nothingness. She flicked the katana down and to her right, as if casting off any remnants, and sheathed it smoothly in front of her body.
"Amen."
Rebekah took a few quick steps away from the group, each one taking her further out, towards the center of attention. She was satisfied when she hit an arm-and-a-half's length away, far enough out that she couldn't hit anyone but she could still be heard. Her heart was going a mile a minute, excitement turning the dial up to eleven. But she needed to be professional. So all that excitement went into a few showy card flourishes while she talked, opening with a riffle shuffle and transitioning cleanly into a bridge. At least, it looked like one. It was actually sleight of hand, made it look like she was shuffling even though she kept the original order. But it wasn't necessary anyway. Just looked good.
"I have fourteen unique spells on my person. Several can't easily be demonstrated, unless someone feels like attacking me already, so I've settled on two that I can demonstrate. Number cards are my utilitarian spells, while Aces and Faces are more potent." The British teen casually drew the top two cards of the deck, turning them to the teacher to show their numbers and suites. "I'll be showing you the Two of Spades, and the Queen of Spades. Offensive spells. My other Face cards, among other things, can break any defense, block any attack, and analyze any spell I witness."
The rest of her deck went back into her pocket, while their owner faced away from the school. Two of Spades first, almost like a warmup. Then the big show. She slipped the Queen into her left hand, and held the Two up in front of her between her fore and middle fingers. "Bridge-keeper's cache; #27!"
The card glowed, for a brief moment, but was overshadowed instantly by the light gathering before her hand. Soft but intensifying, as if drawing in and collecting sunlight. It lasted a mere instant, replaced between blinks by a long, gunmetal gray katana that seemed to appear from nowhere. Her hand closed around the handle smoothly, just before she swept the blade once through the air and let it rest at her side. That had been easy, but she didn't have time to look and see how it went over. It was showtime.
“Archangel Uriel, lend this humble servant thine holy light, so I may shine it upon those who would do evil. Those who would lie, those who would steal, those who would harm their fellow man, hear my creed and know judgement!" Her voice started soft, practiced, but it swelled the further she progressed. Growing in volume, becoming passionate, and climbing towards a righteous crescendo as she stabbed her blade forwards for emphasis. "Lumina Deus, Caede Inimicos:"
"Light up the night!"
The words had scarcely left her mouth before, eager to obey, the incandescent beam leaped from the tip of her sword. The air crackled along its path, radiating faintly gold light from a core of blinding white energy. Pure, unfiltered mana concentrated into a massive beam. It sapped her energy with each second, and she knew it wouldn't last long, but she carefully dragged the beam from right to left, bathing the area before her in righteous fire. The beam tapered off after a few seconds, gradually diminishing over the course of a few moments to nothingness. She flicked the katana down and to her right, as if casting off any remnants, and sheathed it smoothly in front of her body.
"Amen."