Matthew managed to slow the targets, though not with the precision Adam wielded. It was fitting; the teacher was meant to be better. She took comfort in the fact that authority had true power here. Aislin already knew with some practice Matt would nail it. His power, she wished she didn't have to say it, but it was kind of intimidating. That demonstration was just a facet, he could do other stuff too. Aislin frowned as she pushed away her envy and apprehension, reasoning there was nothing to fear in a class setting. Regardless, he was dismissed.
Daniel, upon request, mentioned to Mr. Blackmore the largest thing he could summon up. It wasn't too impressive, just a small cubboard. But his reason behind the object's smallness piqued her curiosity; he worked through holes. Portals. So what exactly was this other dimensional space? Where did the rose exist before he pulled it out of his pocket and offered it to her?
There was one eccentrically dressed lady in their group, black and gothic. Aislin didn't really notice her until she saw her exchange with the other lady in their group -- a hottie, Kristen. Aislin gauged her reaction, and watched the reactions of the other men around them. And she quickly felt outshone. God, does she realize she short-circuits all the young male brains here?
But then she mentioned how she needed to kiss someone to use her power, and Aislin facepalmed. Yeah, staying apathetic towards Kristen was probably wise; the girl wasn't a threat, but she seemed so limp-boned Aislin wrinkled her nose. Part of her dislike resided in her perfect looks, but Aislin shrugged off most of her jealousy.
Adam quickly cycled through the students, returning his attention back to Aislin. "Animating your surroundings. I have to ask that you quickly demonstrate your ability...."
Animating plain floors were easy, just like water. A singular base material, and lots of it, was easy to move and manipulate into shapes. Aislin was sure she could take what she learned from animating water here, she just had to keep her concentration. With a slow inhale, Aislin held it in as she emptied her mind.
Forgetting about the sheer amount of people in the room, or how intense Adam's eyes were, Aislin focused on the ceramic ground, trying to find a connection. The gray stone took on a fluidic expression as it began rippling out from below her feet. It boiled up in tiny bubbles just to her right, and she reached a hand out as a stream of gray stone rose up and wrapped a couple time around her wrist. The twisting stream disconnected from the floor, taking the form of a snake as it coiled into the palm of her hand.
The snake lazily flicked its tongue out, then rested its head as it morphed from scales to petals. A bud opened up in its center, and thin, ornate petals of a lily swirled outward to fully embrace the air.
Yes, that's exactly it. Just a little-- Aislin desperately tried ignoring the voice inside her head. The one that incessantly analyzed her surroundings, that tried to be helpful when it only interrupted the much needed silence she needed. Shh, no thoughts. I can't let myself get distracted with messing this up, I have a lot of people to imp-- Ah, shit.
With an audible crack, the lily split in half, then crumbled into pieces. Gray sand fell from her fingers, merging with the floor underneath her feet, becoming still once more. Aislin clicked her tongue in disapproval, glancing across the seamless ground. It was as if her power had never touched it.
Dammit. She thought, the back of her neck heating up. Just like that, her animation died. All from a thought that got carried away. Of course I had to get distracted in front of the teacher.
"The slightest amount of babbling thought makes me lose it." She said, almost feeling she owed an explanation.