I have seafoam in my veins, I understand the language of waves.
With the opportunity to show off everything she's got, Nova has to keep from jumping up and down. She contains it to a little bounce, splaying her hands to call the magic out of her tiny body. "Okaaay! Here I go!" Her tongue stinks out in concentration as she starts through her rotation of elemental magics.
First, she twists a small tendril of water from a receding wave. It moves upward like a snake that has been run over by a wagon wheel - multiple times. Some sections are thicker than others, and the movement is as graceful as a seizing golem. But Nova is proud of the display, and she directs the water into the sand, where she manipulates the grains into a small tower. She doesn't have the control to give it windows, or a door, or bricks, or a spire, or anything more than the piling of sand, yet she grins like it's a sandcastle constructed by the gods.
Satisfied that she has Jack's full attention and admiration, she giggles and pushes a breeze of wind against the 'tower.' Most of it falls into something even less recognizable, but a few grains scatter into the air. Nova pushes them higher until the creation magic cracks through her veins like a firework, turning the sand into glitter that drift down. With a final wave of her fingers, splattering of starlight weaves in amongst the sparkling pieces as they fall around the pair like confetti.
She grins and claps her hands as she dances in place. "Soooo? What do you think?! Amazing, right?!" Beaming, she twirls a strand of hair around her finger as she brags, "I also have fire magic, but there isn't a lot of fire out here." Her giggle bubbles around them as she looks to Jack, eager to hear all the praise he has for her.
First, she twists a small tendril of water from a receding wave. It moves upward like a snake that has been run over by a wagon wheel - multiple times. Some sections are thicker than others, and the movement is as graceful as a seizing golem. But Nova is proud of the display, and she directs the water into the sand, where she manipulates the grains into a small tower. She doesn't have the control to give it windows, or a door, or bricks, or a spire, or anything more than the piling of sand, yet she grins like it's a sandcastle constructed by the gods.
Satisfied that she has Jack's full attention and admiration, she giggles and pushes a breeze of wind against the 'tower.' Most of it falls into something even less recognizable, but a few grains scatter into the air. Nova pushes them higher until the creation magic cracks through her veins like a firework, turning the sand into glitter that drift down. With a final wave of her fingers, splattering of starlight weaves in amongst the sparkling pieces as they fall around the pair like confetti.
She grins and claps her hands as she dances in place. "Soooo? What do you think?! Amazing, right?!" Beaming, she twirls a strand of hair around her finger as she brags, "I also have fire magic, but there isn't a lot of fire out here." Her giggle bubbles around them as she looks to Jack, eager to hear all the praise he has for her.
Nova
