[ That seems to have been the right thing to say. Gojyo's shoulders slump, his gaze drawn to some of the other shinki practicing on the far side of the field. Their lines are occasionally wobbly, and never last long, but they're bright and solid enough. ]
I guess I'm glad it's not just me, then. [ It's clearly still embarrassing, but at least Dust isn't being a jerk about it. ] I just can't get 'em to do more than... well, here.
[ He raises his left hand, thumb and two fingers cocked into a fingergun. With a muttered line!, he casts the boundary between them and the rest of the shinki. Or rather, he casts a spray of blue-white sparkles that immediately dissipate.
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I guess I'm glad it's not just me, then. [ It's clearly still embarrassing, but at least Dust isn't being a jerk about it. ] I just can't get 'em to do more than... well, here.
[ He raises his left hand, thumb and two fingers cocked into a fingergun. With a muttered line!, he casts the boundary between them and the rest of the shinki. Or rather, he casts a spray of blue-white sparkles that immediately dissipate.
At least they're very pretty sparkles? ]