towerofanimus | Wave 1 (OPEN)

Characters: Tahno and anyone! (Open~)
Setting: Dormitory Hallway, Floor 10
Format: Prose to start, but I'll match you!
Summary: This stupid collar is really stressing poor Tahno out. Luckily, all of the bendable water in the aquarium is pretty relaxing.
Warnings: None to start, but he might be a bit of a jerk to you (or hit on you), depending on who you are and what you do. Possible swearing, too.

(Dorm Hallway)

This stupid collar on his neck was driving him crazy. He’d barely been awake for twenty minutes, and he already hated this place. What kind of place put collars on their residents? He had every intention of going to the bathroom to get a better look at it, but he only got halfway there before he felt the liquid flowing through the collar.

Well, he could walk all the way to the bathroom just to stare at it, or he could just stop here and bend the thing off.

At least, that was the plan. The liquid inside was bendable alright, but it didn’t help him. He’d spent the last few minutes trying to yank the liquid hard enough to burst through the collar, but it just wouldn’t.

Now, he was leaning back against the wall, both hands hovering inches in front of his neck as he tried desperately to damage the collar from within. His face was red, and his hands were practically white from the strain.

Man, he must’ve looked like an idiot to any passersby.

(Floor 10)

After all of that effort on a stupid collar got him absolutely nowhere, he was feeling a bit frustrated. Maybe even a bit inadequate, seeing as his bending couldn’t break such a simple little thing. He had set off exploring just to take his mind off it. He had taken the elevator down to the first floor, and then gone up. Most of the floors didn’t really appeal to him.

That was, until he found the tenth floor.

All that water was beautiful.

…The fish were nice too, but he really didn’t care about those.

It had only taken him ten seconds to discover that, despite being held in place by some weird mystical force, the water could still be bent. He’d just have to put it back in the weird no-glass tanks when he was done.

A few minutes later, and he was dancing with the water like he did at home. He could hear the roar of the crowd, feel the lights that covered the stadium, taste the enemy attacks flying by him, and oh it felt good.

The only problem was that he was showing a blatant disregard for the poor fish in the water. And maybe even himself, should anything dangerous find its way into his flying river or water balls.

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Lucifer liked to consider herself a great appreciator of art. Whether that was art in a traditional sense or a more esoteric form, such as shows of power to bend natural elements like this, it mattered little in her mind. It was an interesting show either way, and it was hard to deny the skill and grace and talent in it. Hard, as well, to deny the egotism that lay behind it as well.

But egotism, as far as Lucifer was concerned, was an admirable trait so long as it was well earned. And in the end there's only one thing to say about the whole performance.

"Impressive."

He wasn't expecting an audience, but if he had to have one, he was happy it was someone who could appreciate his talent.

He didn't stop, even when he heard the girl's compliment.

"This is hardly my best work," he said with a chuckle. "But it's good to know there's someone around here who appreciates a good show."

"Who wouldn't. Good entertainment is so hard to find here."

She walks a bit closer, keeping her eyes on the swirling water around Tahno.

"I wonder. Is that all you might work with?"

"Is that so? Shame. Looks like I might have to get back into show business faster than I anticipated."

As far as he was concerned, pro-bending was as much a show as it was a competition.

"Work with? Water's my element, but I have a few other... talents." he said with a chuckle, making sure not to hit her with his water.

Fool. "Louisa" has to chuckle a little as well. She had to admit, while Lucifer had done her best to make her human forms pleasing to the eye, to be hit on was a rare occurrence for her. Most cases she appreciated not having to worry about it; occasionally, her pride was wounded that it was such a rare occurrence.

Regardless, she watches the water dance a bit more, before extending a finger towards it.

"I see. Still impressive, but one must learn to be a bit more flexible if possible, or if not flexible work to possess as much as their ability allows. Just as your water flows, so can forms change. And for all instances is it still water-"

There's a small crackle and a line of almost diamond-like shapes extend to the water. And begins to freeze it.

"When it becomes ice?"

He frowns for a minute when he sees the water change, knowing that bending ice is just a little bit different from bending water. He nearly drops the growing ice, but manages to keep it in the air long enough to freeze the rest of the water. He doesn't like bending both states at once.

"Ice is hardly a challenge," he boasts. The ice crackles and snaps, and it isn't long until he's turned it all into a group of ice spears. He sends one flying at the aquarium, spearing a fish.

"See?"

A low chuckle. Oh, that is very amusing. And talented, even Lucifer would admit. She moves over to the speared fish, picking up the spear of ice and beginning to slide the fish off. She'll keep it for later; no reason it should go to waste, after all, unless the man wants it.

"Hardly a challenge, indeed.

You must be highly regarded where you come from, to possess such skill."

He smiles at her compliment. Oh, it feels good. He missed the compliments.

"Highly regarded is an understatement. People love me back home. I'm a celebrity."

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