Kadaj sneered at Szayel before he cast a glance at Nnoitra. "He wasn't worth walking up to," he said, settling back down with a metaphorical smoothing of his own hackles.
Szayel had pissed him off, but Kadaj had controlled it, and channeled it, and he was a little bit pleased with himself for that.
He inhaled, and concentrated, drawing the small spike of rock back down until the floor was level again, a task which was much more difficult than driving the earth upwards had been in the first place. It wasn't perfect though; the floor still showed the mark where the tile had cracked.
Kadaj shrugged that off. It wouldn't be his explanation to give.
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Date: 2016-01-11 11:21 pm (UTC)Szayel had pissed him off, but Kadaj had controlled it, and channeled it, and he was a little bit pleased with himself for that.
He inhaled, and concentrated, drawing the small spike of rock back down until the floor was level again, a task which was much more difficult than driving the earth upwards had been in the first place. It wasn't perfect though; the floor still showed the mark where the tile had cracked.
Kadaj shrugged that off. It wouldn't be his explanation to give.