Seresana sensei's first try

Sylvan was having some slight issues. She could mimic the basic motion, but it tended to sort of ... She was not sure how to put it. "Go everywhere" might be the best way, but who knew? Semantics were always a constant struggle, even in the privacy of her own head. It gnawed on her, during those lonely (Lonely implied she desired social interaction of any kind, which was a complete misinterpretation of her feelings on the matter 'Shut up!' 'Make me!') nights out in the grove. Beside semantics, there were also deep, soul-searching bought some of introspection, followed by an attempt to make coffee from acorns that didn't taste foul. 'On reflection, we may have too much lack of focus to perform this.' Back to the problem at hand. She was still solidifying the pattern. She had to get a stable flow going, then slip into a state of mind where she could maintain that automatically. Of course, this all relied on the idea that she could solidify the pattern which was proving to be quite the challenge. Thinking of the air as water had helped significantly, but that did not change the fact that it was still Air, and therefor a capricious streak of waste. 'We may need to seek help. We are literally holding a grudge over air.' Regardless, the air was being extremely uncooperative. She was not as attuned to it as Sena was, so that could've been part of it.Every time she tried to hold it in place, it would fly out from under her, leaving the whol process unbalanced. This would be clearly evident to Sena, as the unnatural air currents knocked leaf after leaf after leaf to the ground. Still, she was improving, that much was clear. The winds were being reigned in, corralled into the pattern needed for liftoff. The air as water but still air was slowly bending to her will. Granted, she wouldn;t mind it doing so a bit quicker. She would rather not leave this poor, poor tree leafless in the first attempt. That wouldn't do at all, oh no. Sylvan couldn't, wouldn't, bear it, especially not in the case of such a tree as this one. IT had so kindly been perfectly suited to the needs of her and her Sena, she did not want to harm it. To repay such compassion with damages wouldn't do at all. How could she show her face around the forest. She had to get this under control, and quickly.
Unfortunately, such haste would be her downfall, at least in this case. Her attempt to focus the winds had apparently offended them, as they snapped back into place. She certainly got the it under her, but it didn;t stop their. Instead, she was launched into the airs above the water. With a startled Yelp, she plummeted into the really quite frigid waters below.
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Seresana watched the attempt as well as she could, and did her best to garner where Sylvan was having her troubles with the jutsu. Then suddenly Sylvan launched upwards and Seresana sat up abruptly as Sylvan plummeted towards the waters below. She winced at the splash but was confident that Sylvan was more or less okay since the water got deeper that far out. Still, Seresana climbed to her feet and walked over to the edge of the water. "You okay Sylvan?" Seresana called out as she searched for signs of her friend. In preparation of the 'just worst case' situation, Seresana was already starting to focus her chakra to prepare for a new casting of the levitation jutsu to get out to where Sylvan fell in quickly. Even if it was just water, Sylvan had seemed to have been launched pretty far up and out, she could possibly have been hurt.

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Sylvan quickly surfaces form the waters, having landed in a deep portion. She took some pride in that while the air had managed to confound her in the end, the waters did not betray her. Besides, she had still conquered the wind, if only briefly. With that accomplishment, she was certain that this could be done. It would take a fair bit of effort (as most new things did), but it was within her abilities at this time. Meanwhile, the water had cushioned her fall. She was well aware her water affinity was nothing to yell about, that there were plenty of people more skilled in it than she. Nevertheless, she did enjoy its presence, and the affinity was strong enough that she could recognize it. She loved her forests and trees, but that was a love form afar. She played amongst them, admired them, used them, but there wasn't a connection. Not in the same way she had with the water. On the other hand, she was not nearly as good at functioning amidst the pond as she was in the forest. She would need to work on that, once she had figured out this levitation business.
The drenched girl turns to Sena, her hair plastered around her neck. Standing up, she rose above the water's surface by about a foot. Wading over to Sena, she embraced the other girl. "I'm fine Sena."
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Seresana let out a sigh as Sylvan resurfaced and she stood up straight while Sylvan waded over to the shore. She even started to giggle a little as Sylvan embraced her. Though she quickly struggled out of it while protesting, "Sylvan, you're all wet still, and I just started to dry off!" Though it was obvious that she was was mostly just playing around. Still, once she was free of the embrace, Seresana looked up at Sylvan with a grin. "That was a good first try, you at least managed to get in the air. All I did the first time was fall over," Seresana said with a little chuckle as a hand went up to scratch the back of her head.

"And it looks like using the tree was a good choice too, that fall might have seriously hurt otherwise," Seresana added. "It looked like you had the right idea, you just need to work on refining and focusing the wind currents, keeping them closer together and in a more constrained pattern. It'll take some practice obviously, but if this early progress is anything of a sign, you'll probably have it roughly down before the end of the day," Seresana said reassuringly.

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