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That sword wasn't supposed to be hot. Zeke extended his hands toward it as the scary lady glared down at him, but he couldn't shake the instinctual feeling that it wasn't supposed to be burning. The sword would be better art cold, so that people could touch it. The heat coming off it was such that he couldn't get closer than about an inch to it without flinching. He wasn't like Icy, who'd probably freeze it, or Icy's boyfriend, who would probably just make the heat disappear. The heat which shouldn't be there. "Miss?" He called. But when he looked up, it wasn't the lady, but the dark, scary principal.

"If it is alright with you, could we postpone the king Arthur trial for a bit? I'd like to see Zeke show us what he can make." Zeke smiled, and began to draw around the sword. He knew the story of King Arthur, and so started to draw that. He couldn't reach high enough to have the figure be over the sword, so he drew the figure reaching for it, like he had been. When he finished one side, he walked around it and drew the other side. Then, carefully, the piece over the sword. The figure, when he left it, was almost three-dimensional.

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I will post in the next few hours.

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@Feisty-Pants, Sod-blammed forum and its horrible connection.... I'll see what I can do.

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@Feisty-Pants Oh dear. Guess Zeke's going to burst into tears in her class at least once.

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@Feisty-Pants A what? You mean to say Jeanne will spank Zeke if he breaks down in class?

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@Zelosse thanks. Zeke's the sort of kid who can't be pushed to his limits, or he'll break down. But if he's led to his limits, he'll walk right past them without realising.

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@Zelosse Thanks. It was the only thing that felt natural for him to do; light up the dark.

@Feisty-Pants, you're going to have a very teary and snotty Zeke on your hands when he brings you the sword. Hope Jeanne can deal with fragile-tempered children as easily as she disciplines the stubborn ones.

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It was too dark down here. And he hadn't been allowed to bring his camera. Zeke was nervous already, and the expectation that he was supposed to do something to impress the suddenly very stern looking teachers. The first few students went forward, and did some things that looked kind of impressive. Eventually, he guessed, it was his turn.

He was startled when someone started a fountain from one of the pits, and he almost tripped into a hole. He caught himself, dropping to all fours, then carefully went down the stairs. At the bottom, he sat down and looked up at the dark walls and the dark ceiling. It was too dark. It flickered from other kids trying to make big things, but Zeke wasn't a big things kind of person. He did little things. Intricate things.

With a deep breath, he stretched out his hands and fingers. Then he brought light into the darkness. Sky blue streamed from his fingertips. As it faded, his fingers passed over it again. Soon he was encased in a cocoon of bright colour. A smile starting to appear on his face, Zeke ran through his light and smeared a rainbow over the walls of the pit, a stream of consciousness mural both abstract and concrete appearing. In the end, he plopped onto his bum and sat in the middle of his brightened walls, shining enough that he could no longer see the dark outside. Outside the pit, the light radiated out as if he'd lit a floodlight at the bottom. Though, people would have to approach to see the mural.

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@Zelosse I don't think Zeke knows how to do "unrefined explosion of power".

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@Feisty-Pants Oh, but that is his power...