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Aira carefully eyed Morrigan as she tried to come up to a proper stand. The ice girl was visibly struggling in almost all aspects. Aira was just about ready to cast her healing spell on her – all she needs is Morrigan’s word.

"Your right, I saw everything last night, but I don't give a damn about any of it. And don't worry, I won't go blab to anyone about you guys being out, not like I have or want any friends. Just stay away from me you glorified candle, I want nothing to do with you Goonies rejects."

The cryomancer replied coldly as she turned her back on Aira and started to trudge her way out of the forest, leaving the sorceress with her blood boiling
“"REJECTS”?! “CANDLE?!” YOU JUST WAIT TILL I MELT YOU INTO A GIANT PUDDLE YOU PIECE OF SHAVED ICE!”
In expectations to see Morrigan turn around, Aira stood, shook, as she watched the cryomancer walk further away out of the forest, dismissing her with deaf ears.
“H-Hey, get back here! Sparring class hasn’t even- huh?”

The next moment, Aira’s attention went from her sparring partner to the center of the forest just at her peripheral visions in where the heads of the department as well as the hologram that displayed the list of names and pictures of the students stood.
The teachers could be seen from a far distance, huddled into a close group with worry and trouble clearly expressed on their faces.
With one more glance back to make sure, Morrigan was now nowhere near her sights. With another long, heavy and vexed sigh, Aira resolved to the only thing left suitable to do.

As she made her way towards to where the professors were, Aira couldn’t help but replay a specific quote that Morrigan had said;

“..not like I have or want any friends.”

“Huh, figures.” Aira mumbled to herself followed by a quiet scoff.

As the sorceress neared the group of professors, she could see them tending to the hologram as if it happened to have experienced some kind of disruption.

“Err.. e-excuse me? Miss Allison? Sir Damien?” Aira shyly called out with a low wave at their direction to get their attentions. “I uhh..”

Before Aira could address her matter to them, her eyes distinctively went to the hologram that the professors seemed to be worried about.
“Do you uhh.. happen to require any assistance there?” Aira asked, her eyes refusing to tear away from the technological device

@Cerces22 @Raptra
Yooo, I'm really interested in this one!
Hopefully, you're still accepting?
Still here, working on my post, cap'in. Thought I'd let Aira approach the professors this time cause Morrigan left the scene.
@Raptra
Sorry guys been busier than expected the last few days, hopefully will have a post up morrow


No worries! Take it easyyy!
@King Tai

EYYYY DUDE THAT'S SO GREAT!! Congratulations!! And we totally understand! Priorities first.
What's the baby's name? If it's alright to ask! 😄
A string of deafening silence went by between the cryomancer and the sorceress. The two refusing to tear their aggressive gazes away from each other as their powers of ice and fire only continued to dangerously display itself at one another.
Not long after, Aira noticed how silent Morrigan had become. And for a brief moment, worry only began to lace itself around her as her fire that burned on the palm of her hand slowly started to diminish the longer she’d look at her partner who stood just at the opposite side of her, frozen…literally.

Aira then opened her mouth as to say something to reach out to her, but decided to halt her words. The quarrel that had just occurred between them might’ve been more than enough trouble for the day for both of them. Anything she may say any more might trigger something that both could do that they could possibly regret.

Morrigan then suddenly recovered from her frozen stance as if coming back down to earth from deep trains of thoughts and started to pace towards Aira. The fire sorceress flinched and took a step back, vigilance once again engulfing her whole as fire came back flickering out of her own two hands.

And as a counter, the cryomancer’s arm had frozen up and shaped into a sharp blade. Aira blinked a few times - the hatred this girl has for fire was remarkable.
The sorceress gulped down on what seemed like her weariness - fighting and killing were never any of her intentions on this matter, but she knew the least she could do was calm the ice bearer down. At this point, the closer Morrigan only got to Aira, the more the flames started to flicker (seeming to forget how dangerous fire is when inside a wild forest.)

Suddenly, Morrigan stopped at a considerable distance from Aira. The fire sorceress watched as the girl started to slightly quiver, pain expressing itself on her face. The icy armor that once shielded her entire body started to melt in a rapid pace as the clear color of her skin started to expose itself. Morrigan only began to stay further away from Aira the more her flames burned her. Once the scenario occurred to the sorceress, as if realizing what she had done, she immediately flushed out her flames until no tint of fire was left to be seen around her being (or her surrounding).

Morrigan then quickly dropped down to the ground on one knee, groaning in agony while tightly clutching onto a specific body part that seemed to have painfully stung her.
“Oh, crap.” Aira gasped in pure concern, worried that she might’ve been the cause of any of Morrigan’s possible injuries.
The fire bearer quickly approached Morrigan, but halted just a few paces away from her, still worried about anything that can happen if they were to make any sort of physical contact with one another.

“H-Hey, are you-“
“I will put those flames out, Aira.” Morrigan remarked at her, attempting to stand back up on her two shaking legs. “I won’t be stopped!”
Aira could only look at her shaking figure from head to toe. At least she seemed fine. At this point, there should be nothing more anyone could do to make things any worse. Morrigan seems badly injured, and Aira would never dare walk into the headmaster’s room just because she was involved in a dangerous ‘sparring session’ that she never opted for in the first place.

“I... think I’m perfectly capable of doing that by myself, thank you very much.” Aira voiced out with a vexed sigh as she crossed her arms. All the ice girl really seemed to think about was putting out Aira’s flames, or turning the whole universe into a literal icy snow globe. At some point, it made Aira deeply ponder on what were the reasons or why exactly does Morrigan have a hatred towards flames. Both elements should have no trouble in learning the art of balance… right?
However, Aira took this opportunity to address the other matter.

“You… should be calm enough to listen to me now, because this doesn't seem to be something to joke around about.” Aira remarked with a sharp tone. “Assuming that you’ve seen me outside in the courtyard last night, you… must’ve also seen what exactly went down.” Aira continued, trying not to give out too much information, just in case Morrigan may have actually not been there to witness the whole thing. She'd have to wait for Morrigan to lay out her side of the story. “Well, whatever you’ve seen, it’d be best not to spread it around the academy. We have no idea what any of it may cause.”

Aira waited for a response from her peer, hoping that in some way or another, she had understood her tale and proposition.

Aira’s eyes tentatively fell down to where Morrigan was still covering the area of where she seemed hurt. A nerve in Aira started to kick into her consciousness, a nerve that she seems to be desperately fighting back.
No, this lady done nearly killed her with her weird dancing ice puppet! There’s no way she deserves-
No. NO.

“I-I’ll have to consult some people who were there with me about this. They’d need to hear about you, but as of now uhh… you need any help with that?” Aira addressed, with a slight jerk of her head at Morrigan’s wound. “I know a spell here that can ease it out.”

Aira’s pulse then took a leap, her inner wits telling her that no matter the response she gets, she knows damn well she would, at a lower degree, regret what she had just done.

@Cerces22
And I kinda have a question if it's alright.
Will it be anytime soon where the sparring or training class should end and we can move on to the next scenario?
Not that I'm in a hurry or anything.

@King Tai @Raptra
Sorry if I haven't been posting up. These days have been pretty hectic! I'll get one up soon!
Aira still stood shaking with her arms tightly grasping her own body, the emitted body warmth not at all sufficient to withstand Morrigan’s icy fiery that only continued to worsen. The louder she attempted to call out at her once again backfired miserably as the fire sorceress started to feel the cold prickling through the tips of her skin before she could even bare enough, and so had no choice but to scurry away from Morrigan a bit further away where her cold could be of lighter harm to her.

As Aira glanced back at the far distance to where Morrigan and her dancing ice puppet stood, she can eerily see the girl’s form becoming shinier and more glacious as if she's covering her skin in more thick ice. What on earth is she doing?! Aira definitely wasn’t trying to hurt her or anybody, but that ice princess sure seems like she was asking for it.

The fire sorceress definitely felt a rush of alert shooting out red flags everywhere in her veins as she continued to lock eyes with Morrigan. The ice princess surely didn’t look pleased, as her sharp gaze at Aira only felt like arrows shooting right at her direction in furious speed. All the poor girl could do was stay at her distance, wondering what she had done wrong.

"I will not feel heat again,”
At long last, Morrigan spoke up. But what exactly she was trying to mean still remains a mystery to Aira. However, with little tints of thoughts, perhaps now Aira gets why Morrigan sees her as an annoying mosquito; her fire, of course.
“There is nothing you can say to stop this!" Morrigan screamed out her last sentence before Aira could even process what was happening next.
Morrigan’s ice puppet halted into a sudden pause and turned its direction right at Aira before making a powerful charge at her.

“W- Wait! Wha- What?!” Aira exclaimed with her hands frantically waving in front of her. Has sparring class already commenced?!
Morrigan’s puppet was fast, and every inch it got closer to Aira only made her chest beat faster.

“Ha-!” Aira quickly dodged the ice puppet by jumping to the far side before its ice boulder skin could ram her, landing stomach first onto the dirty grounds of Roxgeo forest. Despite her state, Aira wasted no time to quickly glance back at the ice puppet to still see it charging after her. “M-Morrigan! Wait!” Aira called out at it, but it only struck her on how neither any of them could hear her voice, no matter how loud she’d call out.

Once she saw the moving ice sculpture getting closer at her, Aira quickly pushed herself off the ground until her wobbling legs supports her to a stand, only for her to scurry away and jump again to another far side and fall back down to the ground in order to avoid the moving ice sculpture.

“Argh…” Aira groaned in slight pain, not to mention how rocky some parts of the soily ground could be. Using a smaller portion of her inner strength, Aira heaved up her upper body to come face Morrigan who still kept her stinging eye on Aira with her sly grin not etching away from her face for not even a bit.
She was enjoying it, every single bit of it. Seeing that face on Morrigan only made Aira’s blood start to boil. First, the fire girl was still quite clueless of what was happening, second this little fiasco sprouted out of the sudden blues for Aira. The sorceress’ facial expression narrowed as she heaved her whole body from the ground into a stand, not tearing her gaze away from her partner. At this point, the longer she would stare at Morrigan’s smug face, the more furious she’d become to the point the tips of her hair can be seen producing fire. Their distance between each other has become much nearer, but this time, Aira’s fire refused to lose to the cold.

Just behind her, Aira could feel the steady rumbling of the ground that was coming from the pace of Morrigan’s ice puppet. The rumbling only got heavier the moment she can feel it getting closer to her.
“Alright, Queen Elsa.” Aira quietly voiced with gritted teeth, the ends of her hair emitting flames. “You wanna play chase?”

In just a matter of a few more steps, Morrigan’s ice golem would’ve ended her straight up, but with a quick chant of her telekinesis ability, Aira made a sharp turn behind her and with a quick point of the open palm of her hand, the ice golem halted its pace and froze in place. The witch figured to used her telekinesis power because fire, in such an environment, would obviously be of harmful cases.
This point alone, Aira could feel the struggle – for a puppet, the ice golem sure had notable strength. But with sheer effort, the witch lifted the stone figure off of the ground, lifting it high up in the air. And using a bigger portion of her remaining strength and with a quick swift of her hand, Aira sent the ice golem flying and crashing onto a huge tree that stood in the forest, crushed pieces of ice parts falling down to the ground.

The moment Aira stopped her telekinesis power, she bent over, catching her knees and breath, along while trying to ease the pain that throbbed in her arm and shoulder. Fighting off that ice golem felt like lifting up an Olympic bar with only one hand with up to 10 kilograms of weight on each side.

But the conversation was still far from done. Morrigan’s smirk only continued to replay in Aira’s head. At this rate, the fire that flared on the tips of her hair only began to spread across her entire outline as she turned towards the cryomancer, her skin still thickly overlaid by ice. Slowly nearing her with pure caution, the chilling temperature was of no more bother to her the more her flames continued to shine.
“Don’t make me do this, Morrigan.” Aira warned at the cryomancer. The fire girl then allowed flames to emit from her right hand, displaying it clearly in front of Morrigan to heed warning, stopping just at a considerable distance away from her. “You just… really have to chill out, okay? I just really need to talk to you. Let's..uh..try not to destroy the forest any more... You can hear me, right?”

And with a few minutes of calming silence, Aira’s flaming hair cooled down to light flickers, but her flame-engulfed hand still shining brightly, stance tainted with sheer alert at whatever danger can happen next.

@Cerces22
Yo, you beautiful peeps!
Just wanted to wish you guys a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! Hope Y'all are having a great time over there with loved ones! You worked hard! 💝✨



I'll be getting my post up by later today!
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