A grumpy, tired trans girl is walking across the street in North Louisiana. She's boymoding, because North Louisiana. Gotta buy some groceries, so she can keep eating, so she can keep working her terrible internal-customer-service job, so she can eventually save enough money to leave this shitty place and move somewhere safe to transition.
Awww, cute. She finds a quiet spot where she's reachable but out of the way and pokes at the mentalism side of things. What are the primitive actions of this shiny new magical skill, and can she store data or procedures in the core?
The Core is... Weird. There's a bunch of ways she could interact with it but to her magic senses it's a bright-hot ball of energy, unclaimable, but a source of infinite imbuement.
The primitive actions of mentalism are remembering, math, and deciding. Also, telekinesis. She could, for example, make a rock that hovers after it's touched five times. Or a door that only opens if you tap the right pattern. Or a todo list in her head. Or a tray that floats if someone is touching it. She could also make an Excel spreadsheet if she's willing to recharge every cell manually and give up on advanced formulae like vlookup for now.
Oh wow. She basically has magical programming. Nico said as much but it's cool to just feel it. Does it provide any straightforward way to share data storage between her and Nico without needing a physical object to bind the data to? Does it come with loop primatives, or just if/elseif/else?
Yeah, building up the rest of the language from ifs and variables is doable. Does referencing a stored procedure in another idea seem doable? Or at least stored procedures in one large idea?
Progress. What about power transfer, can she power it centrally and have power distributed to subsystems?
Yeah, she's definitely making a computer when she's got spare time. How about a to-do list in her head for now, she'll get more elaborate later.
Then in goes the to-do list, and then up she gets to see how everyone's doing. Anyone looking for her but being shy about it?
Most people seem to be winding down for sleep. Mr. Cooper has found a bedroll going spare and its former owner- A youngish woman with a spear and short green hair, wearing leather armor- Makes sure to follow along, apologizing for how ratty and old it is. But it kept her warm on patrol faithfully for years and years, so it ought to be solid.
"Thank you very kindly. I don't need much, just something soft and warm through the night. This will do nicely. What's your name?"
She smiles softly and shakes her head. "Good to meet you, Rama. I'm Sable. All this 'milady' stuff will make it a pain to make actual friends, though. Do most binders demand things like that?"
She giggles and shakes her head. "I'm just an ordinary — if somewhat weird — girl with a job that comes with a lot of responsibility. Just trying to do right by people and help make a home for all of us, y'know? I can understand the precaution, though. Better to be too deferential than to piss off someone who can turn you inside out."
She frowns sadly. "I wish I could've met him. From what little I've heard, it sounds like people respected him."
"Oh goodness yes. That's absolutely essential, sooner or later. We've gotta have our hot baths. Most of that will be on Nico as our whisperer, making the baths and the hot water, but now you've got me brainstorming some kind of soap plant that smells really nice. Maybe even see if I can manage to add a relaxation effect, for after a long day of work."
Soap plants and hot baths go into the to-do list.
"I mean, division of labor is good, and people should focus on their comparative advantage, but if I'm not putting in a full day of magic work then I should find something useful to do with my time."