[Later, when reviewing this moment in retrospect, it will probably comfort Summer to identify that it isn't a lack of understanding of Amethyst magic that fails her in this moment; just a lack of Manna supply to properly sustain it. The falling, itself, is familiar, albeit not quite as enjoyable as usual when she's busy focusing both on her diving compatriot and gauging when she needs to start exerting her Amethyst abilities to catch herself in time to stop her freefall. But any leap and fall comes with a given pleasure to it, and as the wind rushes in her face and whips at her hair, she can't help but shriek from the joy of it herself — just like always.
Trouble arises when she sweeps her hands in an arc, drawing on the Amethyst magic she's...sort of practiced and about halfway understands, and for a second there's a push of resistance as she starts to challenge gravity and sweep into an upwards arc, and then —
And then it's as though all the strength goes out of her limbs, and she wobbles once before losing her stance entirely, and her joy turns to a far more eerie gasp and strangled silence as abruptly, she starts to plummet instead of freefall.]
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Trouble arises when she sweeps her hands in an arc, drawing on the Amethyst magic she's...sort of practiced and about halfway understands, and for a second there's a push of resistance as she starts to challenge gravity and sweep into an upwards arc, and then —
And then it's as though all the strength goes out of her limbs, and she wobbles once before losing her stance entirely, and her joy turns to a far more eerie gasp and strangled silence as abruptly, she starts to plummet instead of freefall.]