Makato Scry
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- OOC First Name
- Brandon
- Wand
- 12" Elder wand with Dementor's tear core
Sprinting all the way to the pitch from the lawn Makato had grabbed a practice broom on his way here. He knew that no one would be on the pitch since it was past curfew. Makato did not mind he need to relieve some tension and free his mind of thoughts. Jumping on his broom he kicked off into the sky.
Makato once in the air had did something that only he knew was possible and closed his eyes in deep trance like state. Time seemed to slow down and the air began to stirr MAkato was lost in his meditation as a cold front off the lake pushed clouds full of rain toward the pitch. A few owls flew into the stands and a couple other animals came to watch but only out of curiosity than anything. Makato eyes flew open with energy. Rain began to fall and the wind whipped his robes around. Makato leaned foward and began to zooom around the pitch. Makato raised his wand and gave a slight flick and whispered "Avis!" A flock of sparrows burst form his wand. The owls took flight.
If anyone was out and watching they would have been left in aww. For what they would be seeing was a boy flying at a speed that one would have never imagine a broom like that to fly. That would have been the first thing but the second was more interesting the boy was racing....BIRDS!! A few barn owl and a sparrow dove in out in intricate ways as the race the boy on the broom. THe birds who were proud lords of the sky seemed to be invigirated by the human competition. The boy threw his head back and laughed as he performed spials and spins as if the broom was a natural part of him.
Makato was sweating but enjoying it. He watched as the the old owls went to rest as it was apparent that they won the race and showed that they were masters of the sky. The sparrow's were not showing off there skills as the went in to dive and spins unseen by most humans.
Makato once in the air had did something that only he knew was possible and closed his eyes in deep trance like state. Time seemed to slow down and the air began to stirr MAkato was lost in his meditation as a cold front off the lake pushed clouds full of rain toward the pitch. A few owls flew into the stands and a couple other animals came to watch but only out of curiosity than anything. Makato eyes flew open with energy. Rain began to fall and the wind whipped his robes around. Makato leaned foward and began to zooom around the pitch. Makato raised his wand and gave a slight flick and whispered "Avis!" A flock of sparrows burst form his wand. The owls took flight.
If anyone was out and watching they would have been left in aww. For what they would be seeing was a boy flying at a speed that one would have never imagine a broom like that to fly. That would have been the first thing but the second was more interesting the boy was racing....BIRDS!! A few barn owl and a sparrow dove in out in intricate ways as the race the boy on the broom. THe birds who were proud lords of the sky seemed to be invigirated by the human competition. The boy threw his head back and laughed as he performed spials and spins as if the broom was a natural part of him.
Makato was sweating but enjoying it. He watched as the the old owls went to rest as it was apparent that they won the race and showed that they were masters of the sky. The sparrow's were not showing off there skills as the went in to dive and spins unseen by most humans.