Date: 2010-01-05 11:44 pm (UTC)
"Not really?" he echoed, looking curious as to her statement. He mimicked her movements with the magic in his hands, trying to figure out a few things. He figured she was mad at something - most likely, it was him - but this cool, unnerved attitude didn't sit well with him.

He sighed inwardly. Ah well. It wasn't like Ray was one of those people who opened up and talked about feelings and rainbows and puppies or anything. Still...

He noted the trembling and frowned slightly before pitching the magic he held at Ray like a curve ball, the dark fire abruptly changing properties to become lightning-laced water. It was only fair to use spells he was more comfortable with, and fire, for both him and Calum, had never been the easiest of spells to cast.

Along with that pitch, he sent another subtle spell along with it, faster than even that magic, weaving around the magic that Ray was using. She said all was fair in love and war, but he didn't think it was right that she was using spells more fit for a dark mage. If they were going to spar, they might as well be on the level.

It wasn't much, simply a small outward tweak to her magic, to use if she wanted to, to balance out her own use of darker spells.
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