Meet the Family (Open)

Gav watched her struggle. "Here, Metal bending is different. It's not in the mind as much as in the soul. You must be unyielding and strong-willed, even more so than the metal itself. Only then will the metal yield to you." He chuckled at how corny that sounded.

He motioned for her to hand him the Nails. Taking them, he squeezed his fist closed around them. When he opened his hand, a solid piece was all that remained.

He put both hands together, then squeezed again, forming a thick flat sheet. He pinched off strips, and reformed them into nails. "This technique alone is extremely helpful in battle. If you can do it quickly enough, you can make caltrops, arrowheads, shuriken, senbon, daggers, spikes, or even just pellets to shoot."

Eriyana handed him the nails. She listened to what he was saying, trying to figure out what it would mean in a non-cryptic sense. She smiled a bit and watched him mess with the nails. Trying to hide her amazement and frustration. After watching him reform the nails, she took one in her hand again, thinking of something and crushing the nail in her hand slowly, leaving it nothing but a metal lump.

She unclenched her hand, feeling it was a bit sore. "There... got it that time."

"There ya go! Now, reshape them into nails." Gav chuckled.

Eriyana narrowed her eyes at him, having just barely been able to crush one nail. She sighed and kept her anger in her head, forming her fist over the nail and starting to focus again, feeling it move a bit.

The pastry sat in front of her, untouched. Eriyana failed to notice it while she continued attempting to reform a nail.

Gav smiled as he watched her work the metal. He set down the crystal and started on his tart. "You really should't leave your food waiting. A spiderfly might come by and eat it for you." He winked.

Eriyana snapped out of it and put down the nail she had in her hand, seeing it was a small metal ball now. She sighed and started eating her tart. She had no idea what a spiderfly was, but it didn't sound like something she'd want to see. Eriyana ate her tart with one hand, and held her other hand above the metal ball, managing to make it roll around without touching it.

Gav watched the ball roll back and forth as he ate. "Well that's amazing. Metal bending over a distance. You're making more progress than you know."

"So," Gav said, "What's your story? I've given you my whole life story, your turn." He smiled.

Eriyana watched the ball roll around as she put her pastry down. "It can't be that amazing, it's just such a small thing, and it's only rolling around cause I want it to." She picked up the ball again and narrowed her eyes at it, watching it slowly morph into the shape of a crappy bent nail.

She looked at it nervously. "uhhh....ta..da?"

Eriyana put it down after listening to his question. "Well I suppose I might as well." She took a deep breath and started to tell things to Gav... her likes, dislikes, family, the reason behind her last name, and even the fact that she couldn't swim or fight in sand or heights. Everything except why she was terrified of firebenders.

[[ most of the info is on my charrie page ]]

[[i know. just figured i'd let you elaborate lol. in case there was something u hadn't included.]]

Gav watched her bend the nail back into shape incredulously. "Whaaa-"

He listened to her stories, all the while wondering about how she bent the nail. When she stopped, he took the nail and peered at it. He bent it into a knot and handed it back. "Untie this" he said, sounding worried.

Eriyana glared at him. "I barely managed to make it a nail, let alone a straight one..." She sighed and closed her eyes again, pinching it with her fingers and trying to bend it back. The tips started to move, but in the wrong direction, her changes leaving corners in the knot.

After a moment she sighed and put it down, the nail looking like a mess of curves and corners. She sighed and put it down, her anger only focusing her will so much. "I can't do anymore right now... my chi is confused and I'm getting a headache."