Hilary
"And to use it effectively, I'll need to use it more. Like repetitions on a sword drill."

"Isn't Life magic also related to one's spirit? Also, how am I able to use death magic if I've never sought to use it my whole life?"

*A bitterness took on Katherine's tone. She had worked hard to perfect pyromancy; while she was nowhere near the best, she was still incredibly potent (though admittedly sometimes she exerted herself __too__ much).*
Kathryn
*He rubbed at his temple in mild irritation in her trying to compare magic to fighting with a sword. She was just going to kill someone with that idea. Maybe that was the end goal, he wasn't so sure. The Macen did look pretty upset though.*"As I said before death magic is life's counterpart, so yes they are both related to spirit."*He said in tone that sounded as if he was giving the same lecture for the hundredth time.*"Magic does not always have to be sought for the potential of it to be there. Just because I do not cast a fireball does not mean I do not have the potential to do so."*He sighed and peered over at her.*"Why, may I ask, do you sound so upset of this news? Death magic is a hard school to get right, but is often linked to powerful mages."
Hilary
*Now Ryker seemed to be rubbing his head in irritation like an old teacher. What did she do??*

"Just so you know, I'm a combat mage. I pretty much use it exclusively for fighting people, when I'm not warming up drinks."

*Katherine took a sip of her coffee, still at the same temperature. Was she willing to share just why she was so opposed to death magic? Not even Aldeberto knew about it.*

"...It's personal. I refuse to use Death magic with the possibility of it becoming my primary. I've used Fire my entire life; I will do so until the end of my days."
Kathryn
"I see..."*He says slowly towards Katherine being a combat mage, having figured such already.*"If it makes you feel any better about this predicament, I'd imagine that entire life of yours to be long and extensive. For I doubt the death magic will let you go so easily and instead find greater use in you being its puppet."*He adds in a matter of fact tone.*
Hilary
*Ryker's tone may have been a matter of fact one, but that didn't affect how Katherine felt. A furious aura soon surrounded the macen, her eyes glowing like hot coals ready to set the room alight. Her words initially were full of spite, with the captain seeming more like a demon than human, but soon became concerned once more, primarily for her future.*

"I'm no one's puppet. What do I do to control it?"
Kathryn
"Ignorance is often blissful I hear."*He comments to the first thing she says. As the room began heating up, an aura of cold started to vortex around him to fan off the heated Macen.*"You are angry."*He says.*"But for what reason? That you are not able to control it? Or that you worry of what will happen if it controls you?"*He asks without answering her question.*"Maybe it is for the better you figure out why you are trying so hard to fight something that is a part of you. By fighting it, you are fighting yourself and thus you are in a losing battle against this form of magic."
Hilary
"Ignorance is also weakness. And sorry, I should elaborate more. I don't want to see what happens if it takes control."

*Katherine took a long, long sip of coffee, nearly draining the cup before she carefuly set the mug back on the table. She reached over to take a bite of the scone; the crunchy pastry snapped between her teeth, but something that was normally delicious was now tasteless. It too was set aside. Soon, her fiery aura returned, the coals in her eyes raging to become bonfires.*

"Death magic was forced upon me against my will by cultist bastards who took my childhood away from me. I will not stop fighting until they and others similar to them are purged from this world. I absolutely will not let them control me. It is not a part of me. It is a disease; a curse that should be burned out. Who knows what monstrosities this magic could unleash upon the world?"
Kathryn
*He peered over at his water that was starting to boil a bit and let out a quiet sigh.*"As I've said. This school is an act of imposing one's will upon another. Its origin is often quite similar."*He says.*"And anything that is unleashed from this magic you now possess will simply be a reflection of yourself. But I cannot help someone who will fight their own spirit to the grave in not being able to accept it as it is now."