Weiss Power Control

Key: Dezue
Character: Weiss
Application for: Power Control

Weiss sat in the room with several others looking over the gym itself and then the inhabitants. He was a little saddened he wasnt able to take on both Silver and Ruava at the same time as he had when he took on Ruava and Anubis together. Silver was a little bit stronger than him, and though Weiss was fine with a little friendly competition, he hated to lose. It didn't matter that he had a handicap, as far as Weiss was concerned he was a proud dragon doll, one of a kind soul in a one of a kind doll. He had never seen anyone like himself, and that made his pride hard to deal with.

At first Weiss became shy as he began to think about how jealous he was, causing him to focus on his power and think of a way to just, slow it right down to a crawl, to become invisible, to become nothing for a moment as he remained dwelling. His loss was a great one, and this made his ki flow come to a near stop, which made Weiss feel really small and insignificant. The feeling was soon to change as he thought over the fight.

He -had- been out numbered, he -did- put up a great fight, but it wasn't enough. An unbound anger soon welled up within him causing his ki to begin to cycle sporadically through his body before eventually bursting out at the seems and tips of the doll. His body had become enveloped in a strange blue energy. He had to look it over, finding that the only relation was to how much he wanted to be seen, he wanted to be strong, he was proud, and needed to show it.

With his new found power he could stand up to more than one opponent no problem he thought, but perhaps the toll for now would be too much on his body, he would need to practice controlling it more, without the need for emotional debuts. This brought him back to the thought of meditation, and allowed him to asses everything had just undergone.