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*Looks at Kai.* The kitchen is in The Jade Dragon. confused

*She puts her hands back onto Amy to absorb as much as she can.*

*he was caught completely suprised when Amy came over to kiss him, but he quickly relaxed and wrapped his arms around her to return the kiss feeling some extra energy he couldn't quite place flowing between them*

For a greeting that one isn't half bad *he sa grinning with a little bit of a blush in his cheeks*

Amy smirked at Kai, still quite close to him. "Well, I'm happy to see you, so you deserve a proper greeting."

Psyzapp's words diverted Amy's attention once again. She hadn't felt this unfocused in a long time. Huh. She turned her head and called back to Psyzapp, even though she was already gone. "Thank you, Psyzapp..."

Still looking off in the direction Psyzapp left, Amy muttered to herself, "I wonder if she didn't get what she wanted because I was focusing on melding myself with the wind. Maybe everything I absorbed is staying inside of me since I was trying to absorb the wind so that I could study it more."

She seemed to think about that for a few more moments, but then her hand brushed against something odd when she had started to move it toward Kai's hair.

Having her attention diverted again, Amy turned back to Kai and seemed to consider his outfit. "Hmm.. You are wearing a very interesting outfit today, Kai. What is it, and what is the occasion?"

She smiled serenely at him.

*he sighs mentally facepalming* Mataku. No wonder you're session in the storm didn't go well. Lightning isn't controlled by the wind elements. It's ruled by the earth generated by it's magnetic field and the friction generated by the churning movements of the core. It's why lightning is attracted to the ground to go back to it's original element.

I could show you how to channel the energy safely back into the earth.

*he smiles* The outfit? Valkyries are all the rage right now and I didn't want to miss the boat on the style. But there's no real reason behind it. I just wanted to do it on a whim 3nodding

{{Hi Razz! biggrin Nice hammer!}}

Amy giggled softly and nuzzled the crook of Kai's neck lightly. When she spoke, her lips brushed against the column of his neck.

"But Kai, I only wanted to focus on the wind. I didn't even know there was lightning in the storm. I zoned out everything except for the wind."

She leaned up to whisper in his ear, "I would love for you to show me how to channel energy. We could go back to my house if you prefer. That way, our lesson can be just one on one."

She leaned back and winked at Kai, and she actually wasn't blushing for once. She felt very free and excited at the moment.

She placed her hands on his shoulders and began kneading them lightly. "And believe it or not, I actually know what Valkyries are! Well, that is, I know what they are if watching Xena counts. They had an entire 2-part episode about them. They defend Odin, correct?"

{{Razzy love! You look freaking hawt! heart And thanks Cuwen}}

*feeling the effects of the chocolate and liquers she's added, she begins to relax and let the deep crease of her furrowed brows lessen. Rubbing her forehead, she reassures herself that Flame and his guys can take care of themselves, but she just can't get over the gnawing feeling of how cunning, lethal and maniacal these guys are. Since Flame took her under his wing, she'd never been afraid again a day after that, until she met up with these creeps. Shuddering, she shakes her head a bit harder than the last time, squaring her shoulders and sipping her drink.

She opens her tapestry bag, pulling out a leather bound journal, knowing that if hse doesn't write these thoughts out, she'll loose her mind over thinking as hard as she is. For as long as she can remember, she's always kept a journal. Not the one she has now, which was a gift from Flame within her third year of learning. A quote from somewhere inside her always rang out whenever she was stuck on a particular thought: "You'll never be able to process it and prioritize it if you don't write it out. Writing always helps you see things clearer."

Realizing she hadn't written in that journal for what seems like ages, she fingers the gold lettering emblazoned on the front of it. The letters were in a bold Old English script that said "The Journey of Reign". She gently smoothed the cover of the book gently before opening it and pulling a pen from it's pocket. Head down, she begins the story, from the time she stepped foot into GGG, up to her current situation*