45: Colored

Everything was black or white for Helen. Something either went right or went wrong. If it went wrong, then Helen would just find a way to fix it. That's what she normally did anyways. Not for Sestiva. There was no right or wrong. Everything would be bright and vivid in her eyes.

To Sestiva, there was nothing that went wrong. Everything always went right. There was no way to fix things to her. She didn't even have battle plans. What the enemy does is unpredictable, so why does it matter?

Unlike Helen, who could process a situation at a fairly average speed, Sestiva could think faster and process faster than Helen, which gave her an advantage in battle.

Sestiva bolted down the stairs of their small building, crashing into Helen on the way down. She fell backwards back onto the stairs, but hauled herself upwards and sprinted out the door, earning a rather confused looking Helen.

"In a rush again, Sestiva?" Helen whispered to herself, picking herself up off the floor about a minute after Sestiva left. "Always trying to get training in aren't you? You should stop every once in a while, before you can hurt yourself. Unlike the way you see things, I think something can go wrong while you train. "

I should go check on her now. Even if it has only been a few minutes now, but I shouldn't interfere with what she wants to do. You know what? I don't care anymore. I'm going to check on her and I won't care what she does. Since she's been doing this for the past week, something can definitely go wrong.

Helen sighed as she walked out the door, closing behind her. The sand drifted around when the wind picked up and then settled somewhere completely different. Pirates were talking by the docks, most about their first ship and how excited they were to finally get to sail the open skyway.

She trudged up the steep hill and stood outside the cave, peering through a small gap in the vines so Sestiva wouldn't see her watching.

Sestiva's eyes were set in a deep focused gaze that rested on the wall. A sequence of twirling and catching her staff, began a spell in which Helen had never seen before. Sestiva hadn't shown it in battle yet, because at the time, she was still perfecting it, and it was almost there. Almost…perfect.

Helen quieted her voice, to make herself sound distant.

"Sestiva? Where are you? What are you doing?" Helen said, kicking the sand, making it sound like she was approaching the cave. "Sestiva, are you training again?"

"Helen?" Sestiva asked, putting her potions away. "What are you doing here. I thought I said I didn't want to be interrupted."

"Sestiva, you never said that. Now I know you're in your cave. Working on some new spells?"

"Of course I am. What else would I be doing? Polishing my guns like you? I don't think so."

"Sestiva, I know, but you need to stop running off like that."


Yay, even MORE potion making. (.-.) I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please review! Oh and don't explode, okay? Thanks. Herp derp.

-SamanthaHawkins