11-08-2017, 10:01 PM
Component parts. Nox and Jared said as much before. Suppose three times confirmed it. Had he noticed anything of the sort before? Memories of channeling were all a blur of raw power. Like holding electricity in the palm of his hands without getting burned. But nothing of parts. There were no pieces to the power that he remembered. Just energy begging to be used.
Neither did he hear a scream, but they picked up the pace. Soren's orbs lit their path, and Jay wished for his Land Warriors. Of course, he'd never even considered needing them today. Other than the firearm - which he carried everywhere since he was 18 - he had nothing of his life as a Legionnaire upon him. He wore civilian clothes. Walked in civilian boots. He even had a personal Wallet that was a hell of a lot nicer than anything the Legion issued. All that money from his paychecks had to go to something.
Heartbeat steady and centered, he kept all his senses open, but heard nothing except the fall of their steps. He needed to use what Soren described. He needed the power. Last time it took two minutes of meditation to seize it and the ring of a call broke his hold.
Focus. It's there. It's always been there. Just has to be taken. Light. Electricity. Power. It was a matter of reaching hard enough. Sense and seize it.
But nothing happened.
Fuck it. The map led true. He picked up the pace.
Neither did he hear a scream, but they picked up the pace. Soren's orbs lit their path, and Jay wished for his Land Warriors. Of course, he'd never even considered needing them today. Other than the firearm - which he carried everywhere since he was 18 - he had nothing of his life as a Legionnaire upon him. He wore civilian clothes. Walked in civilian boots. He even had a personal Wallet that was a hell of a lot nicer than anything the Legion issued. All that money from his paychecks had to go to something.
Heartbeat steady and centered, he kept all his senses open, but heard nothing except the fall of their steps. He needed to use what Soren described. He needed the power. Last time it took two minutes of meditation to seize it and the ring of a call broke his hold.
Focus. It's there. It's always been there. Just has to be taken. Light. Electricity. Power. It was a matter of reaching hard enough. Sense and seize it.
But nothing happened.
Fuck it. The map led true. He picked up the pace.
Only darkness shows you the light.