trans_9 | Target Practice

Mai's been bored (as usual) lately. The influx of new people hasn't helped, either. She doesn't like most people and being in large groups usually isn't her idea of fun, even if she doesn't let that show all the time. So, she's taken refuge in one of the Sensoriums. The setting is simple: a dirt ring, with targets set at various heights and distances around it. Almost all of them have been peppered with knives or bolts by this point (including a straw dummy). this one of the few things she truly enjoys. It clears her head, allows her to forget everything, and just move. Ty Lee would call it clearing her aura or some other nonsense. To Mai, it's just a way to relax and let out her frustrations.

She spins on one foot, ducks into a crouch and hurls another barrage of knives, the gratifying sound of knives thudding into wood meeting her ears. She stands calmly, folding her arms, allowing a small smile to grace her features. She wasn't out of practice yet and she didn't intend to be anytime soon.

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"Yeah. It apparently travels through the stars..." her expression turns into a disapproving frown as Pirogeth retrieves the knifes and she hastily snatches them back, "I don't care. Use what you want."

Pirogoeth noticed the snatch and stopped collecting them. "Mine apologies," she said sincerely. "The very stars? I didn't think such a thing was possible," she commented, looking up. "Then again, this creature is definitely not normal," she added, walking back to the starting target line, taking the two at the end.

"Neither did I. And no, it isn't. What was your first clue?"

She rolls her eyes and stands back out of the way. What's Pirogeth going to do, exactly?

"Waking up in goo that wasn't melting off mine skin," Pirogoeth commented. Really, she was surprised it wasn't digestive fluids.

Pirogoeth looked at the targets, clearing her mind, and making sure she was reaching for the right forces around her. It was still odd, to feel so much more life force over fire. She shot up a hand quickly, firing off two small blasts of fire. Precision and control. She didn't want to destroy the targets.

And she succeed in only scorching the wood. Frowning a bit when she noticed the marks were on edge of the circle. "Accuracy's off," she muttered. Too much sleep and too many wide range attacks before that. She'd have to make sure that was fixed soon.

Apparently this girl does not understand sarcasm. Mai sighs and settles back to watch. A moment later, her eyes widen. The blasts of fire certainly get a reaction from Mai; she turns on Pirogeth with a surprised look, "You're a Fire Bender?"

Because, honestly, she didn't look it. Still, she had just scorched the pair of targets and the only people who could do that were... well, Fire Benders.

Pirogoeth did understand sarcasm, but she chose to answer to be...well, really because she decided to, really. It helped with her own venting at the frustration to be just a bit snippy when she could afford it.

Pirogoeth looking at Mai, just a bit confused. She definitely didn't look the part. Pale hair, pale skin, and even a pale olive green eye color. "I am a mage. I specialize in fire and healing spells," she said. "Is a fire bender a mage who only does fire in thy land?"

"Uh, no. Fire Benders bend fire. They can control it. Magic doesn't exist," she fold her arms again, settling back into indifference.

"People can control fire without magic?" Pirogoeth said, looking a bit more surprised at that fact. "There must be spirits in their blood, to do it so naturally that they do not call it magic," she commented. At least that's how she saw it possible to NOT call a human manipulating fire magic.

"Spells like this, they call magic in my world."

"I don't really know... it's a spiritual thing. You can either do it or you can't. Zuko would know more."

Mai shrugs, "Well, we don't have 'magic.'"

"I may have to ask him. It does sound intriguing," Pirogoeth commented.

"I have heard people here are from different world. Just as mine world differs from the spirits that can cross into mine world in it's laws, I would imagine so do other worlds," Pirogoeth commented, firing off too more weak blasts. Closer to the center, but still not to her satisfaction.

"I guess."

Mai sighs and leans against one of the unused targets, "That's what I've heard too. Makes sense."

"I will admit, I am a bit more of a scholar type than a warrior. Such things interest me," Pirogoeth commented.

"I have seen too much here to believe it is not something similar," Pirogoeth commented, firing more blasts, getting closer and closer to her targets' center.

Mai raises a brow, watching the target practice with disinterest, "Scholarship was always... uninteresting."

She shrugged, "This whole place is crazy."

"That would depend on what one is studying. Though I have always been one for peace then violence," Pirogoeth commented. Even with her violent temper, she preferred things to be peaceful.

She just accepted that they always weren't. Precisely why she even had the capability to hit the bull's eye this time.

"Is it common for all to think that? I had pondered it have only been the fact mine world had never fathomed things such as this place."

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