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Stick Figures and Heat Blades; Open
Topic Started: Jun 2 2014, 06:44 PM (117 Views)
Joshua Black
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Time: 12:15PM
Date: May 30th



Sculptures of ice had been erected on the grassy fields on the grounds at the school. Well sculpture would be an overstatement, they were closer to stick figures. Seven of them going in a circle with someone at the center. That someone was Joshua "Drake" Black and he was deep in concentration, his left hand thrust forward in between two of the ice statues.

That area began to very quickly decrease in temperature and before long a final statute began to take form, it seems to grow from the inside out slowly. Drake suddenly clenched his fist and let out a little yell as the forming statue flashed into existence. Drake took a second to breath as he began circling and counting the figures surrounding him.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight." Drake said as he pointed to the final one. "Not bad, I've increased the time it takes me to create eight of them by five minuets." Drake announced aloud as he looked at his wristwatch and recalled the last time he attempted this workout.

The cool air from the circle of figures began to spread outward during the otherwise warm afternoon. The figures hadn't started to melt yet because Drake was keeping the temperature in his immediate area low enough for them to stay solidified.

"Okay, now for the really hard part." Drake said to himself as he thrusted his right hand forward. The temperature in a straight line coming from Drake's hand began to rise, as the temperature rose faster and faster Drake began loosing concentration.

With renewed focus the line began to expand till it was a couple of inches thick, about as thick as a sword. Beads of sweat began to roll down Drakes face, it had always been exceptionally difficult for Drake to keep the heat blade in form usually only getting a couple of minuets before he would collapse from exhaustion, but this time was different Drake could tell that he was in full control.

Drake held his newly formed nearly invisible blade of pure heat out in front of him, then he pointed it at one of the sculpted and swung the sword in a wide arc and began to cut into the ice figure. The blade cut through the ice like butter, but Drake began to loose himself so he released the heat blade only halfway through the sculptor.

"Damn." Drake said through a heavily winded breath. Drake sat down and released his grasp on the surrounding area with a wave of his left hand, then he flopped onto his back and spread his body out like a snow angel and he lied there to catch his breath.
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