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It must have looked so ridiculous from the outside. Madi was standing on a medium sized rock and was focusing as hard as she possibly could - eyes squeezed shut, tongue just a tiny bit poking out, trying to listen to the wind and hear its music, hear its call, let it guide her. And then she jumped and--

landed right into the sand. Again.

She groaned a little, frustration bubbling inside of her (this was attempt number 345, not that she was counting) and still, she felt more alive and more excited than she has been about her attunement since she realized hers was fire.

Madi stepped up to the rock and closed her eyes to try again. This time, she could almost hear the wind sing to her, “i’m here to help you” and instead of jumping, she just simply stepped off... and this time, her feet didn’t hit the sand for one, two, three seconds and suddenly Madi was overflown with excitement and she let out a small squeek as she tried pointlessly to jump (she was already in the air, what was she even thinking), bumped right into somebody and promptly lost her balance and her focus and landed right on her bum, and still she found herself giggling.

“Sorry, sorry, I apologize, I didn’t mean to-- I didn’t see you-- I was just trying to hover. Or glide. Or whatever it is. Remain-- you know, not touch the ground. And it worked!” She was scrambling onto her feet now, grinning. “Just for a few moments, but it worked! Not sure how ot do it again, but for a few moments it worked!”

#chapter 7: the trade #stranded event 7 #strandedopen

It was early morning a couple of days after the memorial and burning of the dead, and Tamyra was sitting on the shores, her legs crossed, the waves quietly caressing her whenever they moved in and embraced her, only to run back towards the ocean and repeat it again and again and again.

She wasn’t paying attention to the waves, though, instead focusing on one, maybe two gallons of water levitating in her eyesight. It wasn’t just a blob of water, though, she was telling a story with the help of the water, making out characters, moving them about as the story progressed, and doing the narration and voicing the characters in her head. Her fine tuning on the details still needed improving, but this was probably what she was best in, when it came to the water. And it wasn’t even a practical use, it was purely for her own entertainment, other’s on some occasion.

She walk moving the water through the story of The Tortoise with a Pretty Daughter, a story she loved when she was a kid when she heard footsteps approaching. “If you want a story played out, I hope you know you gotta ask real nicely,” she spoke, her eyes never leaving the moving figures of water.

#strandedopen #interlude 1 #idek what this is but i triedxD #also lets pretend her painting in the gif is actually her doing the water thingyxD #it just felt fitting somehow

Madi didn’t know how much time has passed. The only indication she had was the fact that when she’s stepped out of the med tent, the sun was slowly going down and when she went in to see how his coworker was doing, the sun was still high up in the sky. There was no change. She got washed ashore on the island the previous day, her partner a couple of hours later, and while she was relatively okay - physically at least -, her partner wasn’t that lucky and there was nothing she could do to help.

Safe to say she hated feeling the helplessness.

She stretched out her body, feeling the strain of sitting unmoving in a single position for hours on her body. And she’d probably need to get some water in herself at least, possibly food, too, even though the last thing she felt like doing was go anywhere else. She wanted to stick around in case something changed in the tent - hopefully to the better.

But she also knew that she couldn’t just ignore the needs of her body because she didn’t like them, and with a sigh she looked around to find anyone who could help her out. Hugging her own torso she walked up to the first person she could notice. “Hello, sorry, kind of new here. Totally, absolutely new to the point that I’m not really sure... I mean, I don’t really know where I can find things yet. Can you point me in the right direction to where I can find some water? Drinkable water, not the ocean, I can find that, that’s... that’s obvious, I can find that.” Nice job Madi, you make yourself sound like an idiot and you only said about 20 words.

#strandedopen #interlude 1