Rae "Sunshine" Seddon (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
sunbaked_baker) wrote2013-07-20 08:20 pm
sunbaked_baker) wrote2013-07-20 08:20 pm
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It is the heart of summer, and the days are long. The sun sets late, and the nights are pleasantly warm.
At the moment, this particular day is finally relinquishing its grasp, the half-light of evening settling in, turning the world varying depths of grey.
Yet there is still a light out in the forest. Out past the baseball diamond, in a clearing where a great, thirty-foot wide circle of arcane symbols has been burned into the ground, Sunshine is practicing.
Three figures made of animate soil and water struggle with her. They are faster than she, but Sunshine has her magic. Has her knife in hand, beginning to glow as the daylight fades around her. Has her glimmering network of light set into her skin and hair, awake and alert and pulling from the sun that has already disappeared from the horizon. Has her silver and amber ring on its cord about her neck, gleaming. Her semi-transparent shielding spell appearing and disappearing in a ghostly golden light. Each strike by the figures of magically-animate soil and water she blocks, quick as thought, until she moves to lets one through so she can strike at its heart, in and up into where the chest would be.
The object of this exercise is to stay dry. Stay clean.
Except for her right hand and arm.
At the moment, this particular day is finally relinquishing its grasp, the half-light of evening settling in, turning the world varying depths of grey.
Yet there is still a light out in the forest. Out past the baseball diamond, in a clearing where a great, thirty-foot wide circle of arcane symbols has been burned into the ground, Sunshine is practicing.
Three figures made of animate soil and water struggle with her. They are faster than she, but Sunshine has her magic. Has her knife in hand, beginning to glow as the daylight fades around her. Has her glimmering network of light set into her skin and hair, awake and alert and pulling from the sun that has already disappeared from the horizon. Has her silver and amber ring on its cord about her neck, gleaming. Her semi-transparent shielding spell appearing and disappearing in a ghostly golden light. Each strike by the figures of magically-animate soil and water she blocks, quick as thought, until she moves to lets one through so she can strike at its heart, in and up into where the chest would be.
The object of this exercise is to stay dry. Stay clean.
Except for her right hand and arm.
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'A good evening to you... Rae.'
Again, he dips his chin, and turns to leave. The shadows pool around his feet, licking up his legs until it seems like the night itself draws him in. His silhouette dissolves and maybe she can hear a faint sound. A contented, quiet chuckle that echoes around her, coming from everywhere and no where, all at once.
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Then and only then, Sunshine lets out a breath she hadn't been aware of holding. She stands alone in the circle until her heartbeat slows towards normal, until her nerves - heightened and aware and seemingly sensitive to every breath of a breeze - calm to the point where she becomes aware again of her fight-grimed weariness, the dirt smearing her skin, the sweat making her clothes stick to her. And in that moment, complicated relationships and divided loyalties aside, all she wants is a bath.
Human again, her mother's daughter, feeder of people, Rae fetches her water bottle from the edge of the clearing, and heads back towards the bar in silence.