#reposting.

he doesn’t give much indication of how he feels about all the new scarring on his body, whether it has marred his vision of himself or affected body confidence, although he will easily admit that they’re from his semblance and not from any unfortunate accidents!  in any case … his plentiful, wonderful, pretty wardrobe has not changed.  short sleeves & sleeveless outfits leave everything unabashedly uncovered.

hand in hand with learning how to control this method is renewed mentorship with a mentor modeled after 2019 ala/ddin’s hak/im, someone who has worked for and with the clarkias for a long time, seasoned, well into retirement already –— and a descendant of the bloodmad, the person last graced by their hereditary semblance who lived during the great war.  on weekends love will either go home or his mentor will go up to vacuo city, and they’ll do some concentrated sessions together exclusively on semblance training both physical and mental:  drills, meditation, lessons of family history and strategy.  the mentorship is not perfect since paltry few are still alive from when the previous inheritor of the tribe’s semblance was around, more than 80 years ago.  those that are alive don’t have the mind, desire, or able body for battle or mentorship.  a lot of what they do together is knowledge & exercises passed down through the generations to hone skills.  his mentor does have memories of the bloodmad but they’re pretty foggy, gained at a young age.  a few personal stories and even more tales that the entire tribe would know.  the rest of their training is progress made through collaborative trial-and-error.  despite imperfections, this focused study and love’s new willingness to shrug off his longtime distaste for this particular method of using his semblance is helping turn the lessons into a fruitful endeavor instead of something to dread. 

love’s prowess has always been remarked upon in the tribe, beginning with the incredibly young age that his power first awakened.  known to have natural hunting & combat skills ever since, someone eager to learn and prove himself better (or to receive praise and recognition for his achievements.  probably all of the above).  shown true at the vytal tournament as well.  with this new tool beginning to form, there is much hope & excitement that his potential will blossom into even greater heights as he loosens the retrains kept on his fighting.  it takes a lot for him to trip into bloodlust, but this is another facet that he will have to tackle so he can keep his head in battle and keep dangerous recklessness at bay.  it’s always been a known given that their hereditary semblance lends itself best to brutal fighting styles and even a measure of wildness.  his goal is definitely to turn his semblance from a crutch used only in dire situations to a tool that he feels in control of rather than controlling him.  getting to the point where he admits that using his semblance –— the strength, the violence –— feels  really good  will come one day.

With another bite into the still-warm pumpkin tart that he had managed to sneak into the library, Dedalus flipped another page in his copy of the muggle play Othello. It was rumored that the muggle play was probably the most boring of all—- However, Dedalus found himself entranced in the bit of muggle writing. Perhaps he would decide to go into muggle studies? It was interesting how the muggle mind worked… he loved how creative they were. Coming across a comedic line in the writing, Dedalus let out a loud chuckle, taking another bite of his tart. He was in the Library every day, if anyone needed to find him, they would know exactly where to go.