Thread: The Heart of the World -[Haru::Ironic]-

It's like you didn't learn anything at the Academy. Not all of us have the same talents, and not all of have the same abilities. Could I learn to be a Healer? Of course I could, but it does not com naturally to me, just as Evocation magic does not come easily to you. One specializes in what they do best. You think that to kill one does not have to know healing and that is not true. I know where to strike, and how to strike best, and that takes knowledge of your arts as well. Not everyone can be a Healer and just becaue you are does not put you on a pedestal. Amarok said, his voice tinged with a bit of frustration. This was why he and Zara did not get along. Pompous pretentious bitch. The beauty of her physically was soon overshadowed by her arrogant and know-it-all manner. The comments after his display merely made him shake his head. If it is pathetic to use all the tools one has to the most expedient result and the best of their ability, then I suppose I am the most pathetic person in the world. Of course, I have the ability to rely upon solely my survival skills, and magic is one of those survival skills. he retorted, and when he saw that she was not going to worry about cooking her fish he merely shrugged and used his knife to gut his own and began to fry his meal. I could have lit the fire with magic, but why? Just to get more grief from you? I did it the way you wanted me to and still you badger me. aven't you heard the saying that if you don't have anything nice to say, keep your damn mouth shut? he asked, which of course was not the saying, but his irritation with her was starting to come through. Once more her comments were meant as a jab when he'd been nothing but nice to her. Looking at her, eyes narrowed a bit, Amarok shook his head. It wasn't meant that you should cook for me. If you'd open your ears I was merely offering to allow you to eat first. You know, being polite. Ever heard of it? he said, a bit of a snarl in his voice as his fish started to sizzle over the fire. He could have eaten it raw, as she did, but he actually liked it cooked, and liked the crispy burnt skin. Amarok sighed as he used the small metal spatula to flip his fish, the pan smoking a little. This time he didn't even look at her as he answered. I am sure that our pairing is meant to be as much of a Trial as the mission itself. One needs to be able to show that you can work as a team, regardless of who it is. We may not get along well, but you said it yourself that together we're a powerhouse. You should take comfort in that. His eyes finally lifted as he looked at her, scooping the fish from the pan to put it on a plate. There's plenty of fish for in the morning as well. I'll hang it up to keep it away from predators. You're welcome to some of course. he told her. Not one to stoop to her barbs, Amarokwas determined to show he was the more even-tempered and inclusive of the two. Sitting by the fire he let his fish cool for a moment before he tucked into it, the skin nice and crispy just as he liked it. Once the meal was done he sat back, belly full. Though he knew he'd get grief for it his next comment still had to be said. I'll sleep outside and let you have the bed in the cabin. he told her.