<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://www.studentsoftheworld.info/sites/music/img/535_jmac12.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Matthew Binx<br/><strong>Witch Name</strong>Arwen Moonstar<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Crone's Grove<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Time &amp; Action</strong>Evening 10pm-ish<br/><hr/>Matthew coughed and moved his hands, the wind knocked from him a bit, and seeing the concern cross Yiska's face it was called for.  Gently the man touched the skin on his back, he stifled a shiver and smiled.<strong>"I'm fine.. really.  It is dangerous, and I do feel it.. to an extent.  There is no need to have to create fire the olden ways when I can use my gift to benefit our cause. "</strong>Matthew blushed as once again Yiska voiced his feelings.  It was nice to be open and have a place to do so.<br/><br/>As his friend touched his back, hitting the small of it where most of the lightning had fractured orr of the first hit, he gasped but not in a way to cause alarm.  It was more a spot of tenderness for him at all times.<strong>"I was in fact hit but it was mainly the force and heat that made me buckle. Plus i'm a bit worn out from keeping the storm going all day."</strong>He stepped forward, lacing his hand in Yiska's and looked aorund as the darkness was illuminated by the flickering flame of the torch.