[A force of nature... yes, that's how he's tentatively been addressing it in his thesis. It's just... magic isn't a force of his world's nature. How is it coming to him so easily? And what is this thing in his head?
Still, the strange feeling of wanting to... impress, of wanting to be someone worthy of respect to the little purple alicorn in front of him, takes over. Robert nods, lightly flexing his fingers, and clasps them together in front of his chest, trying to take a deep breath and walk himself mentally through the katas Leonardo taught him.
A few sparks jump off his fingertips as he kneads his hands together.]
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Still, the strange feeling of wanting to... impress, of wanting to be someone worthy of respect to the little purple alicorn in front of him, takes over. Robert nods, lightly flexing his fingers, and clasps them together in front of his chest, trying to take a deep breath and walk himself mentally through the katas Leonardo taught him.
A few sparks jump off his fingertips as he kneads his hands together.]