OLIVER
The blonde nibbled on his lip as he looked away, clearly conflicted. Part of him knew that Deimos was right, but the other part of him was stubborn as fuck. He had hurt someone. Loren said that he personally didn't want to use magic for pretty things, rather for being useful. Shouldn't he follow in his footsteps and do the same thing? Turning to look back at the man, Oliver started to nervously tap his foot, unable to really handle the pent up energy he had started to form. "Would it be okay for me to do that? Like....to not use my illusions for fighting? People wont get mad at me or something?" Genuinely, it was something he had considered, but now he was so afraid of hurting others by using it.
"I....I really would like to practice away from others, use it as a performance art...but would it be okay if I just refused to use it in combat unless absolutely necessary?" it was clear that Oliver was searching for confirmation, verification that he was allowed to continue on in this way of life. He didn't want to succumb to his emotions. He wanted to be more powerful and move on past this. Of course, he'd still be extremely worried about Amun, but a small part of him knew that Deimos was absolutely correct.
"I still want to train....I do, trust me. Learn to fight and defend myself, just not using that magic."
"I....I really would like to practice away from others, use it as a performance art...but would it be okay if I just refused to use it in combat unless absolutely necessary?" it was clear that Oliver was searching for confirmation, verification that he was allowed to continue on in this way of life. He didn't want to succumb to his emotions. He wanted to be more powerful and move on past this. Of course, he'd still be extremely worried about Amun, but a small part of him knew that Deimos was absolutely correct.
"I still want to train....I do, trust me. Learn to fight and defend myself, just not using that magic."
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
