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There is a small man with a paintbrush in his hand, kneeling on dry cracked ground beside a large round metal plate, painting the plate with coloured inks drawn somehow from glass spheres in the open case that lies on the ground beside him. Occasionally he checks his work against the book propped up beside the case.
Tiro and Cam
from_scratch
"So what do you normally like to do with your time when you're not designing houses and deciphering alchemy texts?"
cityinthelight
"Uh, mostly I decipher alchemy texts. And test alchemy diagrams. And fuck around with magic ink. I reinvented the process for refining magic ink with only moderate help from the pictures in the books, you can be impressed with me for that if you want."
from_scratch
"Consider me duly impressed. But I meant like when you can do more things than that. What did you use to do?"
cityinthelight
"Get into kinds of trouble that aren't available when there's only two people on a planet. Read a lot. Bother the royal family. I've vaguely wanted to go find an athra and try to get favours out of them for a while, but it's hard to just do that and my parents made me promise not to go on a year-long expedition for it until I reach majority because year-long expeditions in search of favourable athrai sometimes end in disappearing for two hundred years or getting turned into a talking songbird instead of having any useful favours granted and they didn't want their teenage son impulsively going off to get turned into a talking songbird."
cityinthelight
"I didn't have any hugely specific plans in mind. But like, they can make people immortal, and they have not yet made everyone immortal, that seems like a place to start."
from_scratch
"Oh, speaking of which, given how immortal you already are this may never come up but in my world if you're a summoner when you're alive you're a daeva after you die."
from_scratch
"I wonder if there's anybody else here anywhere on the planet. I can check for recorded works but if they're not writing anything down that won't help. I can check directly for people but then I have basement dwellers to deal with."
from_scratch
"Demons can't make minds. If I try to make a person, I get a live body, but no mind. These are called basement dwellers because if one is going to have some one keeps them in the basement."