Post by Darth Emerok on Feb 29, 2016 3:16:55 GMT
The drenched sith now decided to let the spirits guide him. It seemed very apparent they were telling him it was time to try out water magic. Sorrow. That would be his connection. He delved into himself again. memories flooded him of sorrow. Past times of his friends. His Family. 'his loved ones. Dead. Instead of pushing it away, he embraced the pain and sorrow of it. he opened up his eyes , tears falling unnoticed in the downpour. "no". he raised his hands and pushed on the water above him. Calling upon the spirits to push the water away, and go down the sides like an umbrella.
At first the water retreated just from his hands. then slowly it expanded. His eye's now shielded he started gathering the water from around him to start balling up until he had a couple of balls of water.... drip, drip, drip. His "umbrella" was leaking as he split his attention.
He resealed off his umbrella and found he had only the one orb of water remaining up, the other splashed and fell into the landing. He slowly brought the orb to himself. Then He shot it out letting go of control with it and grabbing more rain to make another one. He did this again and again after several minutes he turned his focuse back onto the umbrella. he tried to make it one large glob of water that he could control and change shapes with. splash. it fell on top of his.
He reached back into himself for the pain of loss. until he centered onto a particular memory. His wife, dead. His tears stopped and he turned his gaze up. He tried to stop all the water from moving.... he was wondering just how far he could influence.