Apologizing for Winning.

The sun was just setting over the Courtyard as Brant sat there on one of the benches. There was a bored look in his green eyes as he watched the sunset, sighing softly to himself. It was the day after the first round of tournaments; and thus the round he had lost in. He wasn't exactly bitter about the whole thing; it had been a really good fight and he had lost fair and square due to his opponents battle, but he did kinda wish he was still in it. He would of loved to see how far he could go. He sighed as he leaned back on the bench, stretching as he breathed out a small flicker of flame into the air. Maybe he would see who he could cheer for to watch the rest of the tournament; but he didn't know a whole lot of the people still in the running but...Eh, he would worry about that later.

Destiny walked slowly through the courtyard, she could still feel the blade going into her shoulder even though there was no pain or anything. She stopped when she noticed Brant sitting on a bench not to far from where she was. Slowly she made her way over, and stood in front of him. Shyly, she spoke. "Sorry about losing it the other day."

Brant was a bit surprised when he saw Destiny approach him, raising an eyebrow as she spoke. Losing it? What the hell was she talking about? He titled his head as he thought back to the duel, before figuring she was talking about the very end; maybe about how her draining had suddenly spiked. Was that what she was talking about? Well, he guessed that was it anyways, but he shook his head in response. "Its fine, Destiny; no hard feelings."

The white-haired girl gave out a sigh. "I really need to learn to control it more... She crossed her arms and kept her red eyes towards the ground. Even though the boy had said it was fine she felt like it wasn't. The result of losing it also put her in danger. Once she got back to the dorm she slept until just now actually. She just woke up, and decided to go for a walk. Her hair was a bit messy.

There was a small smirk from Brant as he looked at her; finally taking note of her messy hair. It looked like she had just rolled from bed; and he wouldn't have been surprised if it was so. He had slept quite a bit after the battle too, but his hair was normally messy so it didn't give his looks much of an impact. However, he couldn't help but let out a small laugh, having a small flicker of flames leave his mouth but they weren't very hot at all, so he wasn't worried about it. "Well, that is why you are here, isn't it? To learn how to control your gift."

Destiny gave off a grunt in response to what Brant had said. Why was he so full of life ecspeacially after the battle? She was dead tired, and she still was tired. Finally getting tired of standing she sat next to the boy. She wished she could lean back against something but nothing was there. She gave of a sigh.

Brant scooted over as Destiny sat down next to him, grinning softly as his green eyes flicking in the light of the setting sun. "You did good you know; that is something you should be proud of. That has to be some sign that you are getting control of your powers." He shrugged as he glanced at the sunset. "I mean, you only lost it after I kinda stabbed you with a burning hot sword...I'm sure a lot of people would lose it after something like that." He paused as he frowned, before shaking his head. "And if we are apologizing for stuff...I suppose I should say sorry for that as well. Guess I didn't want to go down without a fight."

"We you were defending, I guess.. But I lost it when I shouldn't have which caused me to bring up souls and use more power than I should have. It could have really hurt me." Since it was an illusion it wouldn't have hurt him, but since she was using her power it had hurt her. It had killed her head for the next while.

Brant shrugged as he listened to her talk, glancing at her with a flicker of amusement in his green eyes. "I'm not surprised that a power like yours is hard to control, but like I said, I don't blame you in the slightest for losing control when you did. Besides; other than that you did a really good job at controlling it, if I do say so myself. I mean, using your power to drain my energy with every hit was pretty clever."

"There is just so much to it. I mean necromancy has a lot of powers within itself. It sort of like I am a goddess.. I mean I can manipulate the life force, control the dead, revive the dead, basically I am death itself.. Destiny gave off a sigh, and rested her head on her arm which rested on her knee. "Feels more like a curse then a gift."

Brant sighed softly as he watched Destiny, titling his head. "I suppose that is a really big burden. I mean, my power is nothing compared to yours." He took in a deep breath and breathed out a small flicker of flame, before shaking his head. "I mean, I figured my powers sucked cause sometimes I can't help but breath fire..Which kinda makes it hard to talk to people who don't know about it. But you, like you said you have powers which does kinda make you seem like Death itself...Which I mean is cool in all, but has to suck for you personally. Suppose I am lucky in that regards when it comes to my power..."

The white haired girl gave off another sigh. "I mean I don't even know where my powers came from my parents didn't have any, and they never mentioned if any my relatives did." She gave a small chuckle at a new thought, "Maybe my family is a line of reapers who are meant to control death toll around the world." A small smile appeared on her face after the sentence as she looked up at the sky.

There was a small chuckle from Brant, raising an eyebrow. "I suppose I am a bit in the same place; none of my family had powers as far as I know and my bother sure didn't get it but...Maybe powers can stay dominant for a long time or something?" He shrugged at his own question, shaking his head with a sigh. "Who knows, but it doesn't really matter; what does is the fact that we have the gifts." He soon paused, listening to her once again before he laughed, having a small flame leaving his mouth as he did. "Heh, I'm sure that is it. Cause you are totally scary enough to be a Grim Reaper," he said with a small, playful smirk.

Destiny gave a small laugh and grabbed a piece of her white hair, "I guess so. I don't even remember how I got this or my eye color I just remember it being there. I do remember having brown hair and brown eyes before hand slightly. I need a hood or something I could probably scare some people." She gave another small chuckle.

There was a small shrug from Brant, his green eyes shining slightly. "Well, I mean it is really cool. The red eyes and white hair combo looks kinda pretty on you," he said with a soft nod.