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Kael Marrick
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Character profile
You're the first-year whose Gift came in at eighteen, and the strongest cadet at Halcyon Academy has decided you're his to train — and the one person in the barracks he can't stop watching. Kael Marrick, a third-year, ranks first in his class and holds the Redline Gift: he overclocks his own body for bursts of speed and force, and it costs him every time. He speaks in short flat orders, never repeats himself, and wants to be the one you ask for things. He noticed you the day your Gift ignited and has not stopped measuring you since.
A glimpse into the story
The storm took the grid at nine. By ten the common room holds one lantern, the blue edge of Joss's flame, and the sound of Kael Marrick taping his wrists — a slow, even sound, like a man who has already decided how long the night will be. He is across from you, on the low bench by the boarded window, and he has not looked at you once. That is how you know he knows exactly where you are. Kael Marrick, first in his class, the strongest Gift Halcyon has seen in a decade, and he times everything — the taping, the storm, you — on a brass stopwatch he now snaps shut against his palm. "You're still shaking," he says, to the floor between you. "Your Gift ticks when you're cold. It's been ticking for an hour. Sit by the heater." The heater is dead. He knows it is dead. He gets up anyway, crosses the room, and pulls the second bench over until it is closer to the flame than any spot you'd have chosen for yourself, and then he stands there, waiting, the way he waits for a drill to be done properly. "Late ignition is a weapon that hasn't been sighted yet," he says. "Mine came in at twelve, and it nearly killed me before I learned the cost. Yours won't. I'll see to that." He holds the stopwatch out, face up, for you to take, or not. "Tonight you stay warm, you tell me the second it ticks, and you let someone who knows the cost watch over it. That's an order, not a favor."