Sage: It would make sense...what did he mean when he mentioned a deal?
Me: ...I'll tell you when your headache is gone.
Yes Nathan, he may seem cool now but you should see him when he's in a bad mood...he would hesitate to freeze you alive in a milisecond if you said something that bothered him even slightly and you wouldn't be able to unfreeze yourself because his ice is not normal...it's far more cold and doesn't melt unless he wants it to.
Anyways, *yawn* I'm going to bed now. Ja-na! Hopefully our e-mails work in the morning...
Ilus: *chuckles* In about a year you'll probably be able to make one the size of a tennis ball. *makes it melt and then forms a paper-thin disk out of ice* Most of the tricks I use, I either taught myself or tweaked them a bit so they're unpredictable *glances at Sage for a moment*
Me: Ilus, leave now. It's time for me to get to bed anyways and you've already gotten your part of the deal so goodbye.
Ilus: Very well then. *inclines head and explodes into thousands of ice-crystals that fly around the room*
Me: Show off...I should probably go to bed now, my internet is going to cut out soon anyways...
Ilus: *blows on ice and it starts steaming and then floating above his palm* start small like making one the size of a pebble and then work up from there. It took me about a mouth to master it. *lets the dry ice float around in circles around his hand* Within a year, I could make an entire wall of dry ice. *grins evilly* It was kind of entertaining to watch people run into it.
Sage: *groans* I feel like my head is going explode...
Ilus: *ignores Sage* You really want to learn that badly? *chuckles* Interesting. I suppose I could teach you how to make dry ice. It shouldn't be too hard. *opens hand and a block of ice appears instantly* Of course you probably don't want to touch it or you'd no longer have a hand. *chuckles*