Vex followed the Empress' example as closely as possible. Two precise drops of blood were placed into her own plate. Then, she placed one hand over the plate of blood and the other over the runes. Her eyes dilated, a haunting violet glow lighting them. A similar mist of violet ichor shimmered in each of her hands. The magic was distant, but she tugged it like a string through a hole. Power flooded into her, then out of her into her catalysts.
She closed her eyes to focus. The blood twisted into helixes as it rose from its resting place, then leaped onto the runes as Vex incanted.
"Troost," she said, mimicking the Empress' words. She kept her breathing even as her focus became the second rune, blood and ink melding together in a black-red symphony. Her hair glowed with eldritch purple flame, undoing her careful braids, until it floated above her in a frenzy. "Froast."
The magic was intoxicating. She felt as though she were in that tomb again.... And then she let the power go with a long exhaled breath. The glow in her eyes, around her hands and hair vanished as she pulled the magic back inside her. She offered a weak smile to the Empress. "Korriban magick is so different than the little illusions I was trying to teach myself when we first met," she explained. "There's a hunger to it. When I call upon it, its will tears through me, demanding consumption. So, I've been training myself to control it through breathing. Sucking in a breath when I let the power in, breathing out when I let it go." She looked down at her handiwork. "That seems to be my method—for now." @Phoenix
She closed her eyes to focus. The blood twisted into helixes as it rose from its resting place, then leaped onto the runes as Vex incanted.
"Troost," she said, mimicking the Empress' words. She kept her breathing even as her focus became the second rune, blood and ink melding together in a black-red symphony. Her hair glowed with eldritch purple flame, undoing her careful braids, until it floated above her in a frenzy. "Froast."
The magic was intoxicating. She felt as though she were in that tomb again.... And then she let the power go with a long exhaled breath. The glow in her eyes, around her hands and hair vanished as she pulled the magic back inside her. She offered a weak smile to the Empress. "Korriban magick is so different than the little illusions I was trying to teach myself when we first met," she explained. "There's a hunger to it. When I call upon it, its will tears through me, demanding consumption. So, I've been training myself to control it through breathing. Sucking in a breath when I let the power in, breathing out when I let it go." She looked down at her handiwork. "That seems to be my method—for now." @Phoenix