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paradisalogs2012-07-04 05:58 pm
not_mafia) wrote in paradisalogs2012-07-04 05:58 pm
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Who: Tsuna and you!
What: Tsuna's testing out his powahs.
When: Sometime during the afternoon.
Where: Gym.
Rating: PG! Subject to change with... whoever comes in.
Tsuna stands in the middle of the gym, beads of sweat starting to form on his skin. There's an orange fire blazing from his forehead, and on his hands, a pair of red metallic gloves. His breath comes out in soft huffs. There's evidence of his testing of his other abilities in the gym; burnt and dented walls, a fine layer of dust settling on some of the nearby equipment.
He braces his feet against the ground, holding both of his palms up towards the wall, next to each other, fingers slightly curled. It's a bit hard to see from a distance, but his eyes seem to have these strange meters on them. They fill up as he stands there, a soft flame coming out from the back of his gloves. When they both fill fully, Tsuna's eyes widen suddenly, and a great flame explodes from his hands. A lion's head can be see briefly within the flames before it crashes into the wall.
The resulting explosion causes the ground to tremble slightly, and Tsuna lowers his hands, panting. The flame on his head fizzes out, and his eyes lose their sharpness as he talks to himself.
"It doesn't look like my loss is an ability..." He lifts a hand and looks at his glove, which has reverted to its mitten form. "I wonder if everyone gets those losses.."
What: Tsuna's testing out his powahs.
When: Sometime during the afternoon.
Where: Gym.
Rating: PG! Subject to change with... whoever comes in.
Tsuna stands in the middle of the gym, beads of sweat starting to form on his skin. There's an orange fire blazing from his forehead, and on his hands, a pair of red metallic gloves. His breath comes out in soft huffs. There's evidence of his testing of his other abilities in the gym; burnt and dented walls, a fine layer of dust settling on some of the nearby equipment.
He braces his feet against the ground, holding both of his palms up towards the wall, next to each other, fingers slightly curled. It's a bit hard to see from a distance, but his eyes seem to have these strange meters on them. They fill up as he stands there, a soft flame coming out from the back of his gloves. When they both fill fully, Tsuna's eyes widen suddenly, and a great flame explodes from his hands. A lion's head can be see briefly within the flames before it crashes into the wall.
The resulting explosion causes the ground to tremble slightly, and Tsuna lowers his hands, panting. The flame on his head fizzes out, and his eyes lose their sharpness as he talks to himself.
"It doesn't look like my loss is an ability..." He lifts a hand and looks at his glove, which has reverted to its mitten form. "I wonder if everyone gets those losses.."
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"Well, I know one thing..."
He looks up, completely serious and determined.
"The castle made a big mistake in not taking my fire away."