Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140929032244/@comment-24296957-20150310132507

"You may be right."

Amet squeezed another rock in his hand, chucking it at Regda's wall for a third time. Instead of faulting this time, it held. He nodded his head.

"Good, looks like you're getting the hang of this. Keep it going, we're doing something crazy now."

The Kiyng walked over to Regda, picking up the rocks he had thrown. When he walked back to his spot, Amet put one rock in his left hand and two in his right. He threw the left first, and the two in his right a hair after.

It had faulted again. "Up again. You're almost there. Don't just imagine it now - become the wall."