Avion Vs Euphemia

One does not know what possessed her so much to rush into the Bygonegrove, if anything - it was a dangerous decision made on the spur of the moment. Dragging the young Godric along with her, as well, was not in the best of minds or spirits. But, instead of traveling them to a random spot within the rooms - a familiar trail is taken. One that the Gorgwain, herself, is barely aware that she is following until the house is spotted.

Holding to her breath, memories spring to her mind about this particular house. A feeling of quaint security, a feeling of utter embarassment, and a feeling of physical warmth flushes over her in that moment of spotting the tell-tale cottage in the woods. Avion is paused here, with the two standing directly in front of the cottage while the flush of red paints over the freckled cheeks of the Gorgwain.

". . Sorry I was so sudden. I didn't scare you, did I?" Widened smiles are given towards her little brother - the adopted Godric being one of the best things within Euphemia's life. He did nothing but made her smile, even making her flustered with his nicknames and his bout of affection, but it is this sort of behaviour that makes her appreciate her family in the first place. Her hand releases from his, and she steps back to lift her own hand towards him.

"Alright, there's no way you could be a Gorgwain unless you had to learn a thing or two. So let's go, show your big sister what you're made of." Euphemia encourages, and perhaps - the memories can blend away when she - herself - is distracting herself with the comfort of family.
(Euphemia Gorgwain)

He was confused, very confused as to why she suddenly wanted to come all the way out here, was it for some test against his mettle? Maybe so. The young Godric child smiled at her words replying "No-no..Okay maybe y' scared me alittle! Hehe, thought I was in trouble!" he declared with a look towards the area they were in, if he would need to perform or show off what he had learned during his time in Byson, this might be a great area, just as long as it didn't get out of hand.

He looked over to Euphemia asking "What do y' want me to do?" he asked, curious to what sort of task will be descending upon him, however it was not something he wouldn't embrace unless proven to be so difficult and out of his reach to achieve.

" Hehe, maybe big sister can even teach me a thing or two once we're done." he suggested, never having to learn anything from a Gorgwain personally , but having a desire to do so.
(Avion Godric)

The breath that she held deep into her chest is finally released - as one holds carefully the staff of the emeraldine gem atop of its wooden pole to harness and plant onto the ground next to her. In that moment, the big sister Euphemia Gorgwain is but a Mage, standing before another Mage that would wish to see exactly how far Avion had come within his pursuit for mastering his craft. The face of illuminated joy is turned into one of a near-serious disposition.

"I'd like to teach you what I can, but not without seeing what you need to work on first. Someone like you gonna create new magic, you're gonna need much more control over your leylines! I don't know if I can teach you anything near Queen Tinker, but I can give you quite a show."

At the word 'show', the brewing of lightning crackles from above her - a sharp whistling taking form and constructing around her lithe, slightly-shaped body with much mastery. The white and blue sparkles quickly bleed into an intense vermilion, nearly matching with the extension of her long locks and bleeding her into a crimson essence.

"I'm not aligned with the stars as, say, you or Elysium. But what I do have is a storm within me just waiting to come out. So let's see what's better, eh?"
(Euphemia Gorgwain)

It was now that moment, he will have to display his skills to his sister in a sparring match, the sister of his..Was she giving him the advantage? They had came all the way out to the forest..Avion was adept to nature magic and other magics that will work greatly with such an attribute. He wondered what it was that she wanted to see.

He made a small request first. "Um..Mind waiting a bit?..I gotta prepare.." he said while sitting down indian style with his staff gun on his lap. What was he doing? The child was gathering the life force from smaller or larger organisms around him, being pulled to shroud his body in a light blue yet light green color of strands that were surrounding his body.

This of course came after the activation of his astral ambience..Why? Because in order for him to utilize it at it's current state, he would need to try and make that life force useful with the control of his cosmic mana, thus balancing the portions of life force he would need to gather with the levels of his increased capacity.

He listened to his sisters words as the aura began to finalize into a minor  Astral Life  aura and a change to his physical features, his eyes were brighter ,and skin shined . The grass below him moved in a waving motion without there being any wind, as though the mana he had now had an influence upon them.

He nods his head to Euphemia as he replied "Dominic is my teacher, hehe..I'm positive I can learn a lot from big sis, just as much even." he smiled to encourage her as she did for him. He was risking  on having the massive draining feeling that happend the week before from the deactivation on the aura, it all depended on how long he'd use it, and how much he'd strain it. But the more he utilized it, the better.
(Avion Godric)

The flickering staff of Elysium's Eye would raise in power. For what he has in the stars, he also has in the Earth as well. Bringing him to the Woods was a prominent idea, as Euphemia would quickly realize due to the surroundings of Nature moving out to coil and lash around her foot and body. They kept her still, smacking against her to keep her from the boy. To quell the release of the storm and lock her down.

It was a smart move.

The Gorgwain doesn't move towards him - instead, using the storms to tackle the release of the twisting vines around her. Sizzling crackles of lightning would move to streak upon each of the vegetation, burning and shriveling them up after they've hugged around her figure. Euphemia would then move, teleporting and flashing directly behind the boy to unleash a sizzling bolt to crash into his back and surge him through the woods in a dizzying speed.

"Being in touch with the heavens and the earth, eh? I'm jealous, Avion." She speaks aloud, bringing herself into a crouching position behind him so she could surge forward and strike through him in the form of a man-made ball of pure lightning. It would only burn his senses and body for a white-hot second, before she pulls back and stops for the sake of keeping him up and at them for another go.

"That's good, though! Those vines and branches made it very hard to move. Anyway, come on! We're not done yet, scrub. You're getting taught by the oh-great King Dominic, so you should have a little more juice in you, eh?"

Before they were to begin again, she'd ruffle his white locks. Encouragement, chee.
(Euphemia Gorgwain)


He may of lost that round, but the fun was all just beginning, he sighed from the running and clashing, so much work, but he'd do anything to become a state magician, and this was one of those things, something he would need to over come  and cbecome better at, he held his staff up, this staff looked similar to the one Van Alen would always wear. He smiled and said.

"Hehe, I'm gonna get cha this time around sis! " his astral mixed life aura shined alittle more brighter than it did before..Boy was he going to fill the drain after this was over, he wasn't going to hold back on this second round, he knew he had to work more on his strategy, after all..The mind was the most powerful weapon known to man, that and the things they create from the mind.

Avion thought about altering the altributes of this aura so far, switching over to the Aegis of water to better heal himself while maintianing the cosmic light with the recharge ability to keep a balance of his mana pools with the battle.

He fell to his knees after she delivered that hit the last round, her hell storm magic was indeed powerful, the young Godric had not seen someone use it so wisely. During his fight with Ulrik Haruke, things were a bit different, he wondered if he could still beat him now. With his sister and Rex, both able to utlize the dark arts alternative forms, it was a great source for him to develop his new magic creation to better oppose their arts.

He adjusted his goggles, getting into the sparring stance once more "Oi! Let's go Sis!" he declared, the vines surrounding him once more, they were influenced by the cosmic energy that emitted from the boy, he'd try to use his water magic more oten this fight to avoid certain strikes.
(Avion Godric)

Taking the win for this one, with the help of his water aegis and vines. He ended this round with his astral attack known as Meteor dash , he used his water to slip forth after turning back to his normal form from the mist form ability to avoid the lightning burst. As he dashed forth and went by her with a strike as powerful as it should be.

The dashing speed lead him to go by a few meters before he could turn around to see that this one he took the win for. He huffed and puffed some air out from the amount of running they were both doing. He smiled softly and said .

"Hehe, I had some juice left after all.."  his aura was becoming faint , he didn't need to try and gather more life force from the other organisms as he was already at a balance. He then spoke.

"This is going to help me a lot in the future." he smiled.
(Avion Godric)


Being pushed back and cracked against a neighboring tree due to that meteor - her eyes close a bit in surprise. That sort of power is quite impressive in such a small body, and its one that she nods in approval over. The grasp of her hand upon the staff would seek to lift her onto her feet, pain ringing clearly throughout her body. It is, however, a pain that is welcomed - for she is capable of withstanding that distraction over the idea of what the cottage brought for her. The memories that play in her mind, in broken, disassociated replays of the past.

"Yeah, that's my scrub." Grinning, the nose of the Gorgwain would be swiped - as the dirt from the collective vines and branches wiggles into her senses and makes her wish to sneeze. Flustered, Euphemia turns with encouragement towards Avion, lowering herself for a moment to gleam into his eyes.

"You'd just make sure to keep that juice going no matter who you're facing like this. Otherwise they may come back with the intention to rip your cute, little face off." She speaks, lifting herself back with a teleport to gain distance in between the two - Elysium's Eye swinging to the forefront at the ready.

"Alright, you'd better be ready for your big sister. She's a-coming for you."
(Euphemia Gorgwain)


To the grassy elements would she rain down her lightning bolts - seeking to clear them out of the way. But where one falls, another spawns in its place - the boy's mastery over the nature around him being a force to be reckoned with. Bringing him into the woods seals the deal for her, with the surroundings being at his utter beck and call in accordance to how he wished to play it.

The play with their binding tendrils around her body makes a cherry-red hue shimmer over her face. It was invading to lock her down like this, snaking around her entire figure until she can combat them off with the blending of her crimson lightning.

"You and these vines, scrub. You better not do this to Ariel, or you'll downright embarass her." Euphemia speaks, whistling through the grasp of the vines after a hellish release bolts outwards from her and stabs into each of the trees. Straight towards her brother does she charge, seeking to pierce through Avion's body with a crackling ball of white-hot lightning inside of her grip, surging her forward.

Whirling around - a backwards bolt of white lightning would generate from underneath him, zipping his white-haired body straight up into the air in order to send him careening into the very air. When he flings around - the descent back towards the earth would see him being captured inside of Euphemia's arms, knocking them both back a bit as she slides onto the ground.

"You gave me quite the workout, Avion. I didn't think you had it in you, but this is great! I'm proud of my little, nerdy brother." A press of her mouth against his cheek would seek for her to make buzzing noises against his youthful face - holding him close in clear affection.
(Euphemia Gorgwain)


To the grassy elements would she rain down her lightning bolts - seeking to clear them out of the way. But where one falls, another spawns in its place - the boy's mastery over the nature around him being a force to be reckoned with. Bringing him into the woods seals the deal for her, with the surroundings being at his utter beck and call in accordance to how he wished to play it.

The play with their binding tendrils around her body makes a cherry-red hue shimmer over her face. It was invading to lock her down like this, snaking around her entire figure until she can combat them off with the blending of her crimson lightning.

"You and these vines, scrub. You better not do this to Ariel, or you'll downright embarass her." Euphemia speaks, whistling through the grasp of the vines after a hellish release bolts outwards from her and stabs into each of the trees. Straight towards her brother does she charge, seeking to pierce through Avion's body with a crackling ball of white-hot lightning inside of her grip, surging her forward.

Whirling around - a backwards bolt of white lightning would generate from underneath him, zipping his white-haired body straight up into the air in order to send him careening into the very air. When he flings around - the descent back towards the earth would see him being captured inside of Euphemia's arms, knocking them both back a bit as she slides onto the ground.

"You gave me quite the workout, Avion. I didn't think you had it in you, but this is great! I'm proud of my little, nerdy brother." A press of her mouth against his cheek would seek for her to make buzzing noises against his youthful face - holding him close in clear affection.
(Euphemia Gorgwain)

The spar was fun despite him losing the last round, he learned a lot today just from his sister on the fields of combat. He was sent into the air from her attack, having him hurl down to the ground, ever so gracefully from the heavens.

Free!~ *tune the solo* Free! Fallin!~

He fell to the ground "O-owie.." he said softly, getting up to stand on his knee's looking up towards his sister while she  did what was stated "Oi! Sisters kisses hurt!" he said playfully, yet was being hit by the tingling hellstorm lightning that came from her.

He tried to escape! But resistance was futile! His vines later just retracted themselves back into the ground, his aura of Life soon fading, it took a long while before it could be completely gone, but when it was gone half way, just like the last time, the boy fell to his back, nearly asleep from the huge drain that came as a cost from the aura. His bodily features returned to normal, being the regular Godric features .

"....S-sis?.." he needed her help, he was down from the after effect of his incomplete magic. His life force was slowly returning to normal, and the life force he had gathered around him soon returned to where they came, where he borrowed it from.

(Avion Godric)

As he fell onto the Earth, the Gorgwain takes a very good look over body of the Godric, observing. What could she really teach him, she wonders. The magic of his own is so utterly alien - the shifting of the boy's ability to nature and the cosmos being something that is more along the nature of her Father and her brother's touch.

They knew of arcana that granted life and healed, rather than arcana that simply destroyed and created chaos. In fact, what she'd come to expect from the Godric was something moreso along the lines of life-sucking energy that would take from her, rather than just use its own power.

It must have been another method that she was not seeing. Or, perhaps, pieces and attempts of magic to weave together in a manner that Euphemia could forsee not being used in combat.

"Hey, I didn't mean to wear you thin. Come on up, Avion." His soft voice questioning her makes her hand reach down in order to help his younger body sit up. These scrawny limbs and arms possessed much power and mana inside of them, but did that mean he knew what to do with it? She couldn't exactly foretell herself, but for what she did know, it was up to him to nurture and cultivate his magic, and up to her to assist in his development. The Van Alen Priestess was dead and gone, and they were now his only family in this world.

Or so one thought.

"Go ahead, ask your questions. Though, I ain't gonna lie to you, dear brother. I don't know much about your particular kind of Magic. I'm not exactly one of those mages that can rebuild life out of stuff, yanno. I'm an occultist - so whatever I can't answer, I'll see about getting Ely or Papa to answer for you. Even Ashley may have something more than what I can give." The Heiress decrees her wishes, moving them away from the cottage.

But, not without turning around and sparing it one more longing, backwards glance.
(Euphemia Gorgwain)

Slightly moving a bit to get the feel of his body back together, he had imagined that all things had went numb for a moment, good thing they didn't. The young Godric opened his mind of questions to her, with words escaping his lips.

"Red lightning...How did it react to my magic?..And can you teach me to resist stuff like red lightning?" he asked as the childs eyes shifted to a neat by tree. If he had mastered his creation, he'd use the life magic to help himself back to a full recovery, but since it was still imperfect he couldn't do any of that.

He was lifted by Mia to sit up. It took a while for him to speak again, that was how badly drained he was from such use in succession of todays practice.. He tried to speak but only said this one thing . "Sword..training..Just as long as I'm with sister.." he said, not really one to be picky with training, just as long as it was useful all around.

He soon passed out from this . The aura's after effect was too great this time.

(Avion Godric)