Cu watched, his temper growing more testy by the moment. He had so much to do, and he hated wasting his time in such a way. His frown deepened, “Tha’s what this room is fer.” He gestured, “Ye won’t wreck it. Tha’s th’ point.” It was short, curt, and a bit callous of him, but perhaps that was part of his charm. Some students seemed to respond to it well, at least. The others at least grew the common sense to be afraid enough to avoid the angry professor.
“Jus’ do somethin’. Ye can’t keep it bottled up an’ yer gonna have ta use ‘em at some point in yer life. Better ta learn now than when they get stronger an’ ‘arder ta control.” He offered, hoping that little fear would jolt the kid into learning. It may or may not be true, but it usually lit a fire under the butts of the less-willing students.
Jude flinched just slightly at the older male’s curt words, before feeling those familiar nerves set it again. He wanted to shake his head, but kept it in - don’t ever be rude to your elders - and turned his gaze back to the water. Allowing his abilities to present themselves felt like he was, in some odd way, letting them win. Maybe that was why it felt so odd to bring his eyes up with just that purpose.
He found he didn’t need to use his hands when presenting the beginning his ability - rather, it required intense mental stimulation, picturing what he wanted the elements to do. Instead, his fists unconsciously balled up at his sides at the mental effort, glaring at the water in front of him. He knew by now that, no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t affect the positive side of elements. He could only will the darkest and most sinister parts of nature and its elements - even if he pictured a light drizzle, a deadly, category 5 hurricane wave would ensue. He couldn’t just light a campfire: the entirety of the area around him would engulf into flames looking to destroy everything in their path.
His breaths turned shaky as the water began to spin, slowly at first, as he worked on gaining his focus. As he did, the water’s speed grew, turning from a spiral to an uncontrolled wave. The water promptly lifted from the pool, and, with unforeseen power, slammed against the nearest wall. Jude cringed backwards, but his eyes were glued to the water in front of him, which was now spiraling out of control. Every drop of water had left the pool now, as it began growing more and more forceful in nature. It slammed against the opposite wall now - swallowing, cracking, and breaking multiple training weapons and tools in its path with ease. This wasn’t an ordinary tidal wave - it held a kind of life of its own, a craving to drown and destroy everything it came into contact with.
He struggled to keep the crashing waves on the opposite end of the room, before hearing a slam of thunder outside. He cringed away from the noise, before hearing the sound of rough raindrops on the roof above them. His already unnatural heart rate only quickened as he realized it was rapidly growing out of his control, moving outside the building. “It-it’s raining outside, it might - t-turn into… I need to stop…” He called out over the noise, his eyes not leaving the scene before them, straining harder and harder to keep some semblance of control as the waves began to crack small portions of the floor, moving closer to the pair.
