A Forced Mentor and Reluctant Student(Shakaku)

[shakaku]

*Shakaku got angry by her comment. The temperature raised a little bit but then he lowered it. She was just giving him instructions. What could he say?*

There isn't much to talk about.

*He sat there for a little longer until she told him to stop, the heat went back to normal, witch was now higher. He looked down at her, confused. Was she really meaning this. That was it? He would take the brake, but he was positive that this wasn't over.*

There's really nothing to talk about. Unless you have a subject.

*Shakaku was ready at any moment to jump up and start working on training again. He didn't trust that this would be a long, or easy brake. Maybe she'll want to know about his problems, or about him. No. She didn't seem the type to care about his personal background or problems. She seemed like the type to care only for herself. Or something like that. She was powerful and strong. She had no reason to care about the "little people" and Shakaku was the smallest of them all. Just someone to mentor while she was here, to some what cure her bordum.*

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

“I know you don’t want to be here. I don’t really want to be here either. But after seeing you’re… well what level you’re at…” Freya started right in, without any warning what so ever. “I’m surprised you haven’t killed anyone yet.” Freya was being blunt.

“You’re dangerous.” Okay, that was probably the bluntest comment so far. “Sure, there are some people you couldn’t stand up against, but everyone else? You can, and will, hurt them, sooner than you think. It’s not all fun and games.” She paused, finally smirking again. “When you’re angry, depressed… passionate… Can you control yourself?” She almost snickered when she mentioned passion. A kid like him would probably freak out from the word. “What’s your plan then? How are you going to stop yourself from doing something stupid?” Freya’s smirk vanished.

“You don’t want that kind of blood on your hands. No matter how much you put up this stupid bully façade, no matter how much you think you don’t care about anyone but yourself. It isn’t worth it. What’s more important to you? This image? Or your friends lives?” Freya would be the one person to understand Shakaku, more than either of them seemed to even realize. She’d gone through everything she was talking about, she’d made those mistakes, and she’d paid the consequences.

“The thing about Pyromancers is we only know one thing. Destruction. We are destructive by nature, we aren’t creators. We will lash out before we even know what we’re attacking, whether it’s friend or foe.” Freya rolled to her feet, turning towards the nearest wall. Suddenly, the wall started to melt, a feat Shakaku knew would take him years, if ever, to accomplish. Then, as sudden as it started, it stopped, but the damage… In those few seconds the wall had become completely unrecognizable.

Slowly, Freya turned her attention back to him, her gaze hard to read. “What if that had been my sister? A friend? My lover…?” Thinking of Rory only reopened the old wounds, but she kept the thoughts tucked away. “What if they’d just been trying to surprise me?” She knelt down in front of him, her expression dead serious it might give him goose bumps. “Do you get it? Do you see why I’m here? I will put you through Hell if I have to. This isn’t a lesson, or a private tutoring. You need to listen, and you need to talk. I’m here to help you, and only you. And if you don't want help... I’m not going to waste my time teaching some ungrateful brat.” She stood again, arms folded. “Tell me now. Do you want me here or not?"

[shakaku]

*Shakaku didn’t want to have a serious talk, but it was bound to happen sooner or later. They were both pyromancers and they both could be very dangerous. Freya was being very blunt with her approach. But maybe that was what he needed to hear. Half of what she said wouldn’t have hit him if she hadn’t been so blunt.*

Sometimes

*There had been slip ups where he could have seriously hurt someone. That Lily girl was so lucky that Shakaku didn’t killer, weather by accident or on purpose. He generally got a warning from Kaitou when he was doing something like that. But a ‘victim’ wouldn’t tell him that it was getting to hot. Maybe he should stop…stop picking on people. True he had an anger problem but maybe with someone….Gisli, or Kaitou…he could calm down, and not do it as much. The wall melted instantly. It was amazing how she could do something like that, that quickly…with that kind of control Shakaku wouldn’t need this.*

*Destruction. That word had been in his vocabulary ever since his power manifested. He got angry, things burned or melted. He got said, heat would rise. Destruction was how he lived his life now…*

*Luckily not many people were friends with Shakaku, and tried to scare him, but it could happen. He did lash out, sometimes it was unexpected. She had a good point. She could teach him lots, and he wouldn’t have to learn the hard way.*

I understand. I’ll talk.

*Even though he wasn’t sure what he was going to talk about…that would come later. Shakaku then stood and faced Freya, he have a fairly deep bow, showing his respect.*

Teach me.