"You--oh!" His eyebrows went up and he looked genuinely surprised for a moment. "Sorry, I thought every world had bending! I guess not."
He bit his lip, rocking on the balls of his feet. "Bending's like... it's... okay, it's pretty hard to describe if you haven't seen it. Just watch."
He put aside his staff for a moment and raised his arms, taking a breath before twisting and jumping in place. For a brief moment, there's and audible, visible ball of churning air hugged in his arms, and then he thrusts it downward before linking his hands together and sitting on it. He's literally sitting in a meditative position on a ball of air.
If House knew anything about martial arts and the different styles, he might be able to identify Ba Gua Zhang.
The boy floated there for a moment with a smile, then his entire body seized with pain, ruining his posture, and the air ball released itself with a powerful gust of wind in all directions, allowing the boy to land hard on the ground.
"Ow..." He groaned softly before there was another softer gust of wind, catching his clothes and pulling him up just enough so he could put his feet underneath himself and he was standing again. "Sorry... I'm usually better at that."
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He bit his lip, rocking on the balls of his feet. "Bending's like... it's... okay, it's pretty hard to describe if you haven't seen it. Just watch."
He put aside his staff for a moment and raised his arms, taking a breath before twisting and jumping in place. For a brief moment, there's and audible, visible ball of churning air hugged in his arms, and then he thrusts it downward before linking his hands together and sitting on it. He's literally sitting in a meditative position on a ball of air.
If House knew anything about martial arts and the different styles, he might be able to identify Ba Gua Zhang.
The boy floated there for a moment with a smile, then his entire body seized with pain, ruining his posture, and the air ball released itself with a powerful gust of wind in all directions, allowing the boy to land hard on the ground.
"Ow..." He groaned softly before there was another softer gust of wind, catching his clothes and pulling him up just enough so he could put his feet underneath himself and he was standing again. "Sorry... I'm usually better at that."