((Er, okay... O.O *unsure of what to do*))
Keb nodded at the younger boy, Mason, before dissapearing into his room, emerging with a small bag of veggie chips, popping them into his mouth. "I'm going to the gardens. Try not to burn the place down." Being in the garens always soothed his... 'talent', making him feel more at home than usual civilization was. It was raw earth, raw beauty, and it was one of the few things that Keb looked forwards to having when he worked as a teacher's as.sistant there. He smiled as the silky smell of flowers reached his nose, the boy putting one hand up to his neck as he cracked the joints, releasing tension in his muscles. A lot of people in the garden today. Keb observed silently, sitting on one of the ledges to a bed of sunflowers. Knowing that there was metal in the stone he sat upon, Keb hovered his hand over one, a stream of silverc coming out of the rock and up to his hands. The boy gingerly brought the metal in close to his body,forming it into some kind of shape. What would it be, a knight? Maybe a king. A half-smile formed on Keb's lips, as he continued shaping the liquid, which was rapidly hardening. There. Done. He set the small statue down on the rock he had extracted the metal from, the phoenix looking powerful and strong, wings spread as if protecting the garden.
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