"......" Masayoshi stared at Gabriel for a moment.
"....oh...." She said, the worry on her face still remaining as she hugged her tightly.
"I'll be truthful and admit that currently, you could be doing much more..." Gabriel said, "But the problem with that is that you're giving up on being able to do anything more, at this point. You're already beating yourself down and you've barely been trying. How long have you been training under Cullthane? A few weeks? A month? You've just started to grasp Plant Manipulation and you think you'll become the God of Magic? Masayoshi, you need to keep working on it. On yourself, mentally and physically, or well, magically for you. I remember when David was in your situation, actually... That's why he put himself through hell in Dead Space, to get stronger. He put his mind to it and he achieved his ideal to the extent he could, and he became stronger because of it, and guess what, he's been a pretty efficient tank nowadays."
"Well, it is not the only way, but fighting against an opponent with strong abilities is usually the most optimal method, Ythala..." Okita murmured.
"....." Masayoshi stared at Gabriel, saying nothing for a few moments.
"....thank you...for your kind words...Jack. I...didn't mean to put my issues onto you...when we just met..." She said quietly.
"...I...I know you're a warrior, Okita. But...." She trailed off, gripping her tightly.
"There's no belief!" Gabriel exclaimed, grabbing Masayoshi by the collar as she seemed genuinely... upset.
"I will do my best, Ythala... Thank you for considering me." Okita, surprisingly, hugged back this time, pulling Ythala up as she did so as she seemed to genuinely appreciate Ythala's consideration.
"......."
Ythala blushed, burying herself into the hug.
"No...it's...alright...." Masayoshi said quietly.
Ythala's eyes brightened a bit as she stared up at Okita.
"No, it isn't, I was being a dick... Just... Don't give up so early, yeah? I've been spending my entire life perfecting my magic and I'm thousands of years old, so, just... be patient, that's all." Gabriel said with a sigh.
"Though, there is a question I would like to ask..." Okita said as they walked, "Have you ever composed your own scores? By that, I mean have you ever created you're own, original music, barring the songs you're master taught you." She asked.
Masayoshi flashed Gabriel a small smile.
Ythala cocked her head, thinking for a moment.
"I was the one who approached you on it in the first place..." Gabriel said with a chuckle, seeming to have finished enchanting the city as a large flash of light erupted from the area, the light soon dissipating.
"Imitating the people you admire is good, but, to truly grow you must find you're own path, Ythala." Okita said with a smile, "I'm sure you're master would want you to find you're own sound."
"Heh, I guess that's true!" Masayoshi said, chuckling a bit. She glanced around, watching as the city was briefly illuminated.
"....." Ythala remained silent for a few moments.
"Class is already in session..." Gabriel said, "Ever since we got to this Lostbelt I've noticed there's been an increase in the amount of information that I can comprehend... So I've been analyzing the spells I'd normally use pretty much constantly, refining them, and making a couple of new ones... I'm trying to perfect my Lore of Magic, and I think I'm about 87% done, but, I can't seem to grasp the other 13% no matter how much I try..." Gabriel murmured, clearly beginning to trail off.
"Well, I didn't mean to make such a big deal out of it, Ythala. What really matters here is whether or not you desire to compose your own music, or if you want to continue playing your master's. You're quite the skilled musician, so I bet that you could compose quite the score if you put your mind to it..." Okita said.
Masayoshi stared at Gabriel for a moment.
Ythala went silent for a moment.
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"Oh, you don't know?" Gabriel asked, "Well, kinda like that. It's more like a completely separate class of magic compared to normal magic, like, a completely original set of spells tailored to the magician and stuff, or tailored to whatever the writer wants it to be made for. That's uh... The bare-bones explanation, but, it's really hard to make one. Cullthane or Raviathon can probably explain it better but in layman's terms, it's a complex original set of spells. My Lore is called the Lore of the Heavens..." Gabriel said.
"Cullthane."
"No, you didn't say too much, Ythala... All that matters is that you enjoy what you do, regardless of whether or not what you play is original or not." Okita said as they reached their room.
"Lore of the heavens huh... that's quite the title..." Masayoshi said, smiling. She leaned forward, visibly interested.
Ythala smiled a bit, genuinely appreciating Okita's lack of judgment and kind words.
"I... Have zero idea. I haven't actually completed mine yet... I assume there's some way to complete it since Cullthane said it was incomplete to me before..." Gabriel said with a chuckle and a shrug.
"And that is completely fine, Ythala... So long as you are happy, I won't push you to do anything. Regardless, it would be nice to see you produce your own score one day, when your ready, of course." Okita said with a smile, sitting down on the bed.
"Oh!...Guess it makes sense that you wouldn't know the ins and out if you're still figuring things out yourself..." She said, rubbing her chin.
Ythala smiled, trembling a bit as she set on the bed next to Okita. Slowly she scooted closer to her, wrapping her arms around her waist.
"... Metatron..." Cullthane said, his voice was strained, not even turning around
"No, I haven't asked her, I've just been focusing on reinforcing the city and refining my spells and stuff... Hurts my head a bit, but whatever. I'll try and ask Raviathon or Cullthane later." Gabriel said.
Okita would gently pat Ythala's head, still smiling at her as she nodded.
Metatron sighed, "Yes, that is my name... I must've forgotten... Cullthane, look, if we're going to make any leeway here, we can't do it like this... Look me in the eyes, and just let me talk, and if you still don't want to talk to me after that, then, fine, that's your decision." Metatron said bluntly.
Masayoshi nodded, hovering around a bit in the air.
Ythala blushed, leaning into Okita as she pressed her face against the women's side.
Metatron was silent for a moment, just looking into Cullthane's eyes with an unmoving expression as he removed his hand from Cullthane's shoulder.
Gabriel sighed, "Well, I already had incredibly frequent migraines before this, so I guess not much has changed..."
Okita smiled, "Alright... You stay here and rest up, Ythala, I'll be back." She said as she tried to get up.
"...Do you still take those pills you got in Atlantis? Those helped a bit, right?" Masayoshi said, concern edging into her voice.
"Aw...I wanted to rest with you, Okita..." Ythala said. She snuggled her face into the woman for a few more seconds, before letting go.
"I don't have them anymore... I'd be taking them if I could..." Gabriel murmured, sighing as she rubbed the bridge of her nose.
"Forgive me, but, I feel rather rejuvenated already, heh... I've always been swift at recovering," Okita said, patting Ythala's head a bit more.
"darn..." Masayoshi murmured, she floated into the air a bit, thinking.
"...Alright Okita! I'll wait for you then..." She said. She smiled at the women, nodding in understanding.
"Eh, probably... I still feel like shit but at least I don't feel like trying to kill myself, so, that's good..." Gabriel said, shrugging lightly.
Okita nodded as well, beginning to search for either David or Rory, aimlessly wandering the Hyperion until she found wherever either of them was. "I'd spar with lady Kiara as well, but, she's pregnant..." Okita thought to herself as she searched.
"... fine." Cullthane said, clearly still unhappy with Metatron but at least willing to give him another chance
Masayoshi stared at the women for several moments.
David was silently working out within his room, going over his regular wrestling workouts in hopes of clearing his mind. The events from earlier still echoed within his, a constant reminder that everyone in this world was fated to die regardless of his actions.
"It's fine, Masayoshi... You don't have to do that for me, and I'm feeling a lot better than when I was in that place. I just need to overcome my fear of Adam..." Gabriel murmured.
Okita knocked on David's door, or well, she just guessed that he may have been in this room as she heard him working out. She still hadn't really figures out the layout of the Hyperion.
