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It's never previously occurred to Cayra to put a door across an alucine boundary, but now that she's encountered it in practice it makes sense. It makes it visually obvious and it lets you lock it if you want. This door wasn't locked, and it looked like it led to a public bathroom, not a bar, from the signage, so she's still confused. Still, it's a good idea. She twists open the glass vial pendant around her neck and bends her head to the little blue lily inside to make a note of it; as an afterthought she tries to send it off to her antheomancer-chatcircle, anything to have a decent conversation, but it doesn't go. Her flower doesn't look wilting, but she can put it back in the garden and get a fresher one for the vial later. At least her personal files look okay. She closes up the vial again, giving the flower a touch of antheomancy for its health, and finds a bathroom inside the bar that dominates this little alucine.
And then she emerges into the bar. It doesn't seem to be staffed. Or stocked. Why wasn't it locked?
Hello, anybody here?
with Flynn (ErinFlight)
with Harry (andaisq)
Due to some icon rearrangement errors, some of Flynn's tags appear with an incorrect icon. The correct face for this thread is Rosario Dawson's.
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affodell
affodell
"Eugh. Okay, I think I'm more curious than I am freaked out, so assuming that's the extent of the detail I'll go stand just outside the bar and you can do the thing."
fortheliving
"Sure. It won't look like much of anything, I'll just be looking at you. Then I'll either look away, or look away while grabbing my head and making angry painful noises."
fortheliving
Harry waves a hand negligently. "It's not likely you'll hurt my head, I'm just including the option in case it happens and you freak out. You'd have to be a lot more powerful than you've mentioned for that."
affodell
"So if I were a fully realized automancer, immortal and bioluminescent and sprouting extra limbs at my convenience and that sort of thing, then you'd get the headache, but since I can only do little stuff," she develops a case of interesting golden tiger stripes for two seconds, "you'll be okay?"
fortheliving
"Yep. Honestly, even full automancy probably wouldn't hurt my head that badly, the headachey tier is usually able to break cities."
affodell
"A full automancer could do that if they really wanted," Cayra says, "just not as trivially as some of the others." She goes to the door and opens it and stands just beyond the threshold.
fortheliving
Harry gets out of his seat and follows her. (Mouse follows him, more because he's out of whatever the hell he was drinking than anything else.)
He opens the Sight.
He opens the Sight.
affodell
Cayra's soul is green in the middle and blue (the same color as the flower around her neck) at the edges, where it is wispier and more rarified than a prototypical healthy soul would be. The blue edges are thin and lonely and want to be near (metaphorically near) other souls to be less lonely. In the greener middle there are a few deposits of almost calcified stiffness, by contrast. It would look really weird if the wispiness went all the way in or the calcification went all the way out, but at the moment they aren't interfering with each other.
She's not immortal, but she wants to. She hasn't done anything really notable yet, but she's going to. She does not yet have absolute unquestioned control over her whole self mental and physical, but she's working on it.
She's not immortal, but she wants to. She hasn't done anything really notable yet, but she's going to. She does not yet have absolute unquestioned control over her whole self mental and physical, but she's working on it.
fortheliving
"...Well, that's... interesting." Harry shuts off the Sight.
"It's not like the stain of dark magic, I'm sure you'll be happy to hear. More like you're just sort of twisting your soul around into different shapes. It doesn't look healthy, necessarily, or fun, but it's not the special kind of awful you get with properly dark magic."
"It's not like the stain of dark magic, I'm sure you'll be happy to hear. More like you're just sort of twisting your soul around into different shapes. It doesn't look healthy, necessarily, or fun, but it's not the special kind of awful you get with properly dark magic."
affodell
"It's not even noticeable from the inside until I do serious self-inspection. A lot of people can't even figure it out that way, they have to wait for their friends to tell them when they seem noticeably more vicious."
fortheliving
"Eesh. I'm glad you've got more of a science to it. And it's not obvious, but it definitely shows up on casual inspection. Though ordinarily I'd dismiss it as, like, 'bad breakup' or 'missing home' or some other personal thing. Those twist up the soul for a while too."
affodell
"I have been away from home for a while but I don't strongly miss the place. My parents are pretty good about leaving speakflower messages."
affodell
"Yeah. And nobody to break up with, so I'm good there too."
fortheliving
"Same here. For the most part."
Mouse headbutts him less gently. "And I should be talking about less depressing things than parents and people to or not to break up with, thank you Mouse. Your magic isn't corrupting you, it just looks funny, hip hip hooray."
Mouse headbutts him less gently. "And I should be talking about less depressing things than parents and people to or not to break up with, thank you Mouse. Your magic isn't corrupting you, it just looks funny, hip hip hooray."
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