Recap of a Day on the Town (Open In Between)

[Akirapryde]

Rebecca nodded as she laughed when Kira made her comment about "spaghetti arms." It was true, Rebecca had long ignored her own weak strength. With a defeated nod Rebecca said, "fine, Kira. But tomorrow morning you are still joining Richard and I at jogging."

(OOC: Line approved by player!) Kira didn't even look up while she get ready for pie goodness as she mumbled, "good luck getting in to my room, Sister."

Rebecca just shook her head as she turned back to Simon, "Simon, I don't mind you taking measurements for the armor. We can tend to that after um....dinner?" She looked down at the pie and knew that it had to be tasty. After all, Simon was a chief worthy of respect and acknowledgment. "I think I will pass on the pie though. I want to change my diet to being more healthy for me. Since coming here to Colorado, I have seen a great many things changing in my life. It is if my path was being turned on its head. Before, I didn't mind drinking as you might recall from the duel. However now, I just don't desire it anymore. I want to support these changes, I want to push them further with positive effects on my health. I like what I have been seeing in my health as of late."

She leaned back in her chair as she watched Simon continue to pass out the pie. The smile on his face was almost childlike. He took so much pride in what he did. It was like a child doing everything to please his parents. It was a part of Simon that Rebecca could relate to.

In that moment she heard her own voice from the past speaking out. The past echoed in her thoughts, 'He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Isaiah forty.....two....um.....eight.' Rebecca heard her child self say. The sharp switching sound caused Rebecca to flinch in the moment, as she heard a little girl scream out in pain. The memory was all to clear and painful for her to. Her father's words echoed in her mind, 'Wrong, again Rebecca!' Rebecca knew the passage well today. 'Isaiah 40:29, He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak'

She looked back over to Simon and regained her composure. She knew, he is a good person. Maybe just misunderstood, but still a good person. She wondered if he saw the same goodness in her. "Simon" she said ensuring that he knew that she was still talking to him. "I would love to create ownership with your new scope for you, but I am dangerously low on my magical reserves. This today's trip, I learn something new about my magical reserves," she explained.

"I didn't realize how low I had gotten since my encounter with that magic sucking creature. In fact, since that encounter, I don't think I had ever had more then half of my reserves. It just wasn't something I had ever given thought to before we started on this grand adventure. So today, I was using my magic to help Kira when I ran dry. I was able to inflict damage on myself to unlock a reserve of magic. But this came at a painful price, much like using my own body to protect my magic from the tainting of the Abyss."

"This brought up a couple of new questions. If I can purify my magic from the Abyss through my own body, could I use my own body to limit the effects of my runaway magic" she said softly pondering the possibilities. In her mind, there had to be a way to further protect those around her from her magic if a paradox took effect. She looked at it with a deep scientific thought. At the same time, she wondered if reality had anything to do with the Paradox and the Abysmal tainting of her magic. 'Was there a relationship between the three,' she wondered.

Realizing that her thoughts ran away with her she snapped her attention back to Simon. "I am sorry, the time I caused a paradox and hurt you and Kira had bothered me greatly. I can't stop telling you how much I am sorry that this happened. Because of that, I have been searching for ways to make sure nothing like that happens again." She turned her attention back to Kira while still talking to Simon, "I don't want to hurt my friends again." Her voice actually carried more of her emotions than she had wanted to. Her sadness over that event was pure.

She regained control over her thoughts once more, "But I am sorry Simon, as far as creating magical enchantments. Creating the magical tools for the Cabal" she said holding up her ring as an example, "took nearly all of my reserves from me. So I just can't for now. Not till my magical reserves are back up to normal."