<span style='color:red'>ota sha femp sy goth iyojtalv og.</span> She said. That's how she learned <span style='color:red'>Iyo tsell maap sy vlug shyodh</span> she said, so the girl would flap. Suddenly her head shot up "<span style='color:red'>Pokc myf!</span>' she shouted as a huge winged thin descended upon the two of them.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema screamed, and fell to the ground. She made a dome of fire form around her by instinct, and looked up, "Fhus et es??"</span>
The huge thing hovord, looing around, and flew right. "<span style='color:red'>Shus, khelp, et tynshemd shus homst na abaji iauj</span>" The creature varied with magentas, purples, gols, sky blues, and reds in feather colors. It's neck was a gross yellow, is had a brown mane on it's neck and a gold beack.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema started crying, horrible memories flooded her mind again. Memories she had tried to forget. Memories of being attacked. Memories of almost getting raped. She closed her eyes and currled up into a ball. She didn't want to get hurt like last time. She couldn't get hurt, Tucoju wasn't here to save her. No. This time things would be different. This time she wouldn't let the thief get her. This time she would defend herself! She stood up, and faced the creature, her eyes filled with hatred. Her shield fell apart, igniting the ground around her, causing smoke to surrond her. She held her wings out to the sides and manipulating the winds with her powers, and invoking a great current against her wings. In less than a second she was twice as high as the winged creature. She stabilized and pushed herself towards the creature, forming a sword of water and aiming at the creature. Just before striking it, everything stopped. Her wind stopped, her fire stopped, her water stopped, as did her heart. Her heart stopped beating, and her lungs stopped breathing. She began falling to the ground. Before losing conciousness she moving the grass and soft dirt into a pile below her. She landed in it and ceased moving.</span> <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>She's not thinking straight, that's why she was thinking that the creature was the same thieves that attacks her before. ;_; Such a harsh life, the first two strangers she ever met attacked and almost raped her.</td></tr></table>
"<span style='color:red'>Tha pjuemap hajtalv em shus ussukc. Gyyj khelp, E fympaj fhus jaulli huggap sy haj.</span>" She was kneeled next to her, hand on forehead. Then she picked her up and took her back to her makeshift tent. She laied her down on a fur that she took to be her bed. She sat outside the tent, keeping watch, and waiting for her to wake. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>sorry for the delay</td></tr></table>
<span style='color:green'>'Am i dead?' Hishema thought. She couldn't move, see, hear or do anything.</span> Hishema's body lay in the tent, unmoving, and non-functioning. Her heart had been stopped for 40 seconds now. Suddenly an alarm went off, and a robot jumped out of Hishema's bag. It had four legs, all attached to a sphirical looking body. The robot rushed into the tent and crawled onto her chest. It checked for a pulse, but found none. Its side panels opened revealing two arm-like electrical devices. One placed itself on her side, between her left arm and torso. The other on the right side of her chest. A charging sound was heard and the robot lowered itself so it's body rested on her. It then extended it's legs around her torso to hold it in place. When it finished charging a loud zap rang through the air, and Hishema's body seized up and lifted into the air for a second before falling. The robot checked for her pulse again, but again found none. It repeated it's charge and checked for a pulse. It was there!! Faint but there. <span style='color:green'>Hishema's mind gasped, 'I'm not dead!?' She started breathing again and opened her eyes, she immideately started crying. The robot detached itself from her and returned to her belongings. "Tucoju saved me again."</span>
She watched everything, and tried nothing as it did it's work. She knew she had no say in it, but this girl was different. She took out a piece of tree bark and charcoal and wrote down "gone hunting, be back in a bit" and tacked it to the girl's tent. She stood up and walked into the forest to think, not to hunt. She climbed at tall tree with edible fruits and munched on one while she thought.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema lay still, crying for almost an hour, every time it happened she felt terrible afterwards. Finally she stood up, and peeked outside. She wasn't sure how much trouble she'd be in. She found the note and began to cry again, 'She diserted me, didn't she.' She sat on a stump, and began doing some simple exercises to practice her elemental kinesis. She didn't know what to do. She felt so alone. 'What am I going to do? I can't go back home now, they'll think I'm a failure' She stood and wiped her face. 'I guess I'll pack my stuff and wander. I'll probably get attacked by something, go crazy, then die, but oh well, I've got nothing left.' She summoned a cloud above her head and stood beside her tent with it pouring on her. Oddly enough it made her feel a little better.</span>
Watching the girl's reaction to the note was strange. She had seen those destroy in anger, she had seen some just try to fly away. She climbed down the tree and looked at the cloud. "<span style='color:red'>Fhaja uja iyo dyemd? Iyo py cmyf iyo'll ra ussukcap uduem.</span>" this girl could barely fly, much less survive alone in the wild.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema didn't even hear the words of her teacher. When she saw her she immediately jump at her, and clung to her, crying. "E'n tyjji. E'n ty tyjji" Hishema was so scared of being attacked. She looked up at her teacher's face, "E'n homdji."</span>
She smiled. "<span style='color:red'>Iyo huba my maap sy ugyledexa, es't uljedhs.</span>"she nodded when the girl said she was hungry and walked over to her tent, and brought out two large fruits. "<span style='color:red'>Haja, shet thyolp vell iyo og.</span>" This girl had reacted so well to her tests, that she decided to continue, it wasn't all pity behind her fur. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>I'm having a block, give it a few more posts</td></tr></table>
<span style='color:green'>Hishema wiped the tears from her eyes and hungrily accepted the fruit, "T-t.....t-.." She tried saying, but gave up and said, "Shumc iyo" instead. She dispersed the cloud and sat on a stump beside her tent. She began eating the fruit, while trying to find her lighter. She had finished the first fruit when she found the lighter. Setting the fruit aside, she promptly lit the lighter, controlled the flame and did what looked like lighting herself on fire. Only she knew that the fire didn't actually touch her. Within a few seconds her fur was dry again and she returned to eating.</span>
She shrugged as she watched the fire. It worked better to not get wet in the first place, but who was she to talk. She had finished the fruit in a matter of 3 or four bites, but for Hishema I must have been harder to finish so fast. She sat herself on a rock, and look at thier surroundings, seeing it was peacful, she leaned her back against a tree, and tried to look like she was taking a nap. She though all her past students, and he way they reacted to 'the note' and her other tests, how some had run away, how some tried to find her, and even how some figured out to kill themselves, but all had one thing in common, they all though she left them.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Do they already have a log fire? Oh and I'm skipping to dusk. lol.</td></tr></table> <span style='color:green'>Hishema started feeling cold and felt they, or she did at least, needed a fire. So she got up and faced some trees, it was harder to move trees and divide them than simple practices so this took more effort than before. First the biokinesis part of her tattoo began to glow, then as she used more and more effort, her eyes changed colour to solid brown. In a matter of minutes she had deconstructed a few trees into logs and built a fire. Retreving her lighter again, she sparked it, controlled the flame, and lit the fire. She sighed from the effort, and relaxed, using a slight ammount of aerokinesis to gently blow some of the heat around her.</span>
She sat down next to the fire, looking at it she thought how all the bad things in her life all had one thing in common. She had started most of them. But, as she thought of how well this child had done, she smiled inwardly. She was a good student, and she didn't want to loose this one, like a rare gen scooped up in a handful of rocks. She had done so well, that she felt froud at herself, and her student. "<span style='color:red'>Iyo huba pyma ty fall, shus E'ba pakepap sy thyf iyo tynashemd tgakeul synyjjyf.</span>" she said to Hishema. Tomorrow would be a good day for both of them. "<span style='color:red'>Fall, E'n dyemd sy rap, sypui fut vom, ros synyjjyf iyo'll maap sha tlaag.</span>" she said, waving to Hishema, and going to her shelter for the sleep. Hishema would need it too.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema sat by the fire for a few more minutes before putting it out and retreating to her tent. She got changed and settled into her sleeping bag; falling asleep almost immediately because of her fatigue.</span> --- <span style='color:green'>The morning sun pierced through the tent walls, and Hishema groaned awake. She was a little excited about what the surprise was going to be so she hurriedly got dressed and left her tent to meet her teacher.</span>
She was flying in circles, wearing a t-shirt and jeans, not something for the wilderness. She saw Hishema and flew down, a bit giddy, "<span style='color:red'>Jaupi? E un, ump E shemc iyo uja syy.</span>" She handed Hishema a pebble. She herself had a pebble as well. The pebbles were not needed, but she liked them, and so gave them, they would just add to the vacation type fun, break from flying stuff. She showed Hishema a pond. "<span style='color:red'>Sha tassemd et haja, sall na fham iyo uja jaupi, ump E thull thyf iyo sha vledhs sjekct. Ev iyo vull, fall, E hyga iyo kum tfen. E gekcap haja, rakuota es't thullyf amyodh sy mys pjyfm, ros paag amyodh sy rjauc sha vull, ump gjabams es vjyn hojsemd. </span>" she smiled, she knew Hishema could do this.
<span style='color:green'>Hishema's eyes lit up at the sight of the lake, "Wow..." She breathed. She faced her teacher, "Glauta thyf na." She sat and watched.</span> <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Wow, that's the worst post ever...but I'm way to tired to be any more creative, sorry.</td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Draconan....please post soon</td></tr></table>
