Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150312211056/@comment-29458028-20150315034341

Raphael just lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. His body had adapted to never require sleep for ever, so he didn't actually fall asleep. It was very strange, feeling so tired, yet unable to doze off.

Raphael knew the tiredness would fade eventually, but it wouldn't fade just yet.

Remillia explained "so, you see, your body generates magicka from the energy that flows from Aetherius. When you exert your magicka, try letting it flow into your hand. Like this!"

Remillia opened her palm and the whole palm was coated with electricity.

"Come one, try, it's not har ... aaaaaaaa!" said Remillia as she loosed a bolt and watched it burn a mark into the wall.

"Yeah, you get the idea ... try?"