Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-25363089-20161130171029

Nickelae grinded his teeths in frustation to flint's comment about red dust. "Yes! Flint I am sure about it. I mean if we can mine this stuff out of the ground releativly okay without being blown up. Its safe to assume we can cut it too. Dust is active in the presense of aura so as long as i don't go sneezing! on it i am pretty sure i'll be fine!".

Nickelae said to flint in a rather annoyed and frustrated tone of voice. He was trying to consistrate and having Flint in the peanut gallery wasn't helping. An Margrit saw it. "Flint dear. Shhh.". Margrit told flint as she put her finger to her mouth hoping he understand. "Watch and learn. For you will be doing this sooner or later.".

Margrit told flint as she crossed her arms and nodded for nickelae to continue. ''Well well he isn't stupid cutting it up like that will him in finding the balance to much aura into the dust and it will be used up faster but to little and it will not activate. It a balancing at nickelae find the center between activating and not activating. ''

''Fire dust is like fire it needs three things to work. Oxygen heat and fuel. one of those things is produce by your aura. The feul the heat is provided by your body the oxygen is around you. All you need to is find the balance. ''Margrit thought to herself as she watched nickelae.

Nickelae gripped the knife and then swung it at the dust at a angle. There was tink sound as the blade chipped off a chunk of the dust. Thankfully the dust didn't activate. Now nickelae had a small chunk of it. He picked up the small peice and set the larger one down on the ground. He then put the small peice in one hand and closed his fist around it.