Angelo discovers his own powers-- Through meditation

[01:30] The blind boy sits upon the edge of the mountain, feet dangling outside of the mountain. He then raises his head up high, a faint glimmer taking over his eyes. Even if they're wholly white, the stars reflect upon the eyes of the blind boy, his arms helping him support himself straight while sitting on the edge.

The stars up above. Even without the ability to see, the blind boy stared, and stared. And differently from ever before, he knew that there was something above. Something far, far above. Yet, his mind could not fathom to think what it was, how it was, but he knew it was still there. That it fed... That it somehow, communicated with him.

A faint rumble of the earth in the surrounding area, before the dirt slowly encompassed his hands. The boy simply closed his eyes... There was nothing but peace in him, for now. Beneath the stars, he felt the cold wind, but it mattered not.

There was the faint earth to help him, but the yellow glow that lowered from the skies, in a form akin to dust -- Space dust, perhaps. It was simple specks of golden light, downing upon him, communicating into his skin and being absorbed into him.

Even if there was the faintest glimmer of the purifying power upon him, of the cosmic mana being drawn towards him, the blind boy simply kept staring up, as if nothing was happening. His expression was filled with serenity, perhaps one thing that he could barely muster to do himself in other places.

"Tell me..." He said, the kind voice touched, almost as if he was about to comment on the greatest beauties of this world. And as far as it looked like, he indeed was. The way that he gazed up... If he could only see, it would be marvelous. "Are the stars beautiful?"
(Angelo Sanguinis)
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[01:34] * You have been awarded 4 Roleplay Points! *
[01:43] The teen wasn't scared of many things. He could be anxious and such, but the only thing he truly feared? Was the dark. Different from most people, he wasn't afraid of the fact that he couldn't see clearly, or if there were monsters and evil creatures nearby- He was simply afraid of the darkness by itself, so even with some light source to illuminate a path, he would feel fear.

He sat by the mountain top, quiet as he tried to ignore the whole darkness of the night. No one really did notice it on Nima, but the teen would never leave his house or the Academy while the sun couldn't be seen outside. There were very few people that knew about it, since he was ashamed of such.

Still, he came with Angelo to the mountain top for the sake of the blind boy having his fun. How terrifying was it, to never be able to see, to live in complete darkness? That was something he admired on Angelo, the serene face he had even if he lived with Nima's greatest fear everyday of his life. Perhaps, for being living with it for so long, he didn't have a reason to be afraid?

Those thoughts peered Nima's mind, as he sat by the grass thinking about it, on how ironically jealous of the blind boy he was, for not having this fear. In a way, that was a good thing, since the nerd teen would always be looking for ways to lose said fear.

A deep breath, his gaze upon the dark skies that seemed like a huge empty void of nothingness, he didn't really notice the stars when he looked at it. Until Angelo asked, that is! Now, Nima wasn't looking towards the darkness, but to the light of the stars, noticing them and once again being thoughtful.

Perhaps, that's what it was to be like Angelo. Seeing the soft light sparks in life, as the stars in an empty sky to make it beautiful. Perhaps, that is what Angelo and Nima were setting their path as well, to be a soft and yet gorgeous spark of order in a world filled with chaos.

That thought by itself, for some odd reason, made Nima smile and be filled with hope, determination. If anything, this moment by the mountain top was just as ironic as his jealously to Angelo.

"Yeah.."

Said Nima, smiling upon the sky.

"They are beautiful."
(Nima Hatayer)
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[02:00] Elin of course was sitting on the side. She didn't really do star gazing as much as Nima or Angelo. Still, though, she enjoyed the rather quiet surroundings and the stars. It was pretty peaceful, and she enjoyed that a lot.

She opts to say nothing, however, and simply smiles while gazing about.
(Elin Huitzilopochtli)
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[02:29] "Can you describe them to me?" He said, slowly letting himself lay down on the ground. The golden locks shone with the renewed cosmic magic, fluttering in the nighttime. Even if it was brief and remarkably silent, they seemed livid with energy.

And yet, even as they danced among the green blades of grass, he seemed to maintain the same gaze upwards. Towards the night sky, where the yellow dots of cosmic magic shone sparsely, turning it into a beautiful painting impossible to be matched by any human artist, no matter how hard they would try.

A few moments of concentration were enough for him to briefly understand where they were at, the specks of cosmic magic that rained upon the boy enough to allow him to dream, to be lost in the thoughts of how he would love to...

To see them. To understand how the world, how all of it, eventually ended up there. How all of the lifestream ended up in the stars. How marvelous they were, and all of this, slowly mumbled as he allowed himself to settle for a few more moments, staring upwards.

He was unknowing of the fear that Nima knew of the darkness. Living in it, he had long ago sought refuge against darkness within himself, and in it, he found the willpower necessary to fight against any kind of darkness- Be it physical, or just some metaphorical representation of darkness.

Living in it has its advantages, it seems. But these brief, these precious moments of light were what guided him through the hardships that he faced every day. These moments that offered him shelter -- To find himself not so unwelcome in this world, to find his damned existence as a blind man to be nothing more than a simple characteristic of himself.

It all felt... Together. It all felt so complete. Like, for once, he knew that this was where he belonged. Even if it was right there,laying in the grass with Nima a few steps away, being a shining light in the dark. He knew for a fact, this is how he wanted every day to be.
(Angelo Sanguinis)
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[02:49] Nima looked at Elin as she sat beside him, smiling a bit towards the woman even if he was still feeling a little bit of fear. Listening to Angelo's question, he thought on how to describe it. The boy was blind, how would Nima be able to explain it to him?

"..You know how you feel when you wake up in the morning after a good night of sleep? That.. Odd satisfying feeling, the infinite moment of happiness right before you open your eyes to fully realize that you were sleeping?"

He taps his chin, was it a good enough of an example?

"That's the feeling I get from looking upon these stars. It's like I am slowly realizing that I am not sleeping anymore, as they bright the darkness away, even if it still exists. They are like a dream, and they look one."

He sighs.

"I am not sure if any of this makes any sense.. But that's the only way I thought that you could understand."
(Nima Hatayer)
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[03:05] Elin maintained her smile as Nima looked towards her. Unlike him, she was totally comfortable in the current situation. That smile wavers some when Angelo asked to describe the stars to him -- sometimes she forgot he was blind. She looked at Nima as he explained them.

He did a way better job at explaining it, but despite it, she could add in a little.

"Little beautiful orbs of white light that you can stare at forever." Though she wasn't sure if 'light' was the right term to use.

"...yeah, I'm not good at describing stuff, sorry. Nima is pretty accurate, though."
(Elin Huitzilopochtli)
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[03:13] "Ah. I do get that feeling, Nima..." He was able to say, a smile popping up in the middle of his face before he turned away, towards the group, after hearing Elin's words.

He rose from the grass slightly, crawling in their direction through the grass, the soft thrumming taking on a more calming note. Perhaps this wasn't what they intended to do at first, but there was something in it that simply called his attention far too much for him to ignore.

"White light? They're white?" The blonde said, finally rising into view of the group. Specks of cosmic energy surrounded his body, specially around his hair.

Diverse colors, mostly white, light blue and yellow, but his eyes were more than obviously different from the rest. The light blue, borderline white irises stared forwards towards them both, with a surprising amount of precision. He wasgetting better each day, at least, this much could be said.

"They must be absolutely gorgeous! Wow!" He said, a chipper tone taking over his voice, as the loosening of his concentration allowed for the cosmic energy to be slowly sapped away, slowly going away from his body, vanishing into thin air a few meters away.
(Angelo Sanguinis)
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[03:16] Nima blinked as he saw Angelo, clear signs of cosmic magic surrounding him. Should he tell him? Or should he let the blind boy figure it out by himself? Well, maybe it was Elin's call on this one, since she was the one to tell about the stars being white.

"...Yep. Tell him Elin."

Touching her shoulder, so she would get the job done by.. Somehow explaining Angelo that he was a Cosmic Magi. Nima was thanking some god right now, that the night was coming to an end, as the sun was rising by the horizon.
(Nima Hatayer)
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[03:28] That was certainly something she didn't expect to see. The boy began to glow a variety of colors -- it was amazing, yet kind of scary; she didn't know if he was going to suddenly explode or not. She certainly wasn't prepared to tell him he was glowing, not until Nima nudged her and pretty much told her to do it.

Blinking, she looks between him and Angelo and ultimately decides to speak.

"Angelo, you're... you're glowing- I think I saw Sanctuary with a similar aura, so uh, I think you might be a Cosmic Magi, Angelo!"
(Elin Huitzilopochtli)
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[03:34] Eyebrows furrowed down, as he kept facing forwards. The drop of his concentration sent the cosmic energy away from him, but there was still so much there that needed to be explained. What, how, and when? Wait, was it what he felt last time?

This makes perfect sense, actually... Rubbing his chin, Angelo thinks on it, however still crawling on the ground, on all-fours. He seemed confused for a brief amount of time, before he finally stood up.

Both hands rose to rub at each other. That dramatic scene of looking at their own hand? Not happening. He's blind, and he knows it damn well. "Wha--?"

He says. Obviously...

He had no idea what the fuck they were talking about, but he could clearly manipulate it -- Slowly and in small proportions, but he sure as hell could manipulate it!
(Angelo Sanguinis)
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[03:39] Nima got up to his feet, stretching up his arms and legs before offering his hand to Elin, with the same kind smile as before. He looked at Angelo, noticing that the magic surrounding him faded away completely.

"Angie, starting tomorrow. We will be practicing, and you have no option but to accept it."

He kindly waited for the woman to hold his hand and stand up.

"As for today.. What a day! I suppose we should all get some rest."
(Nima Hatayer)
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[03:44] Elin nods slowly. "Yeah, you should uh, definitely practice on that, Angelo. I'm really happy you found out your... you know, thing? That's really great." The young woman was all smiles.

"Anyway, Nima's right; we should uh, all rest."
(Elin Huitzilopochtli)
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