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dualislogs2019-12-06 09:35 am
fuzzbeat) wrote in dualislogs2019-12-06 09:35 am
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Who: Harriet and y o u
What: Getting settled in
Where: The dorms, the temple, and the time-honored wildcard
When: First week or so of December
Warnings: Blanket warning for The Magicians in general. Will edit if anything comes up.
1) she had only three ingredients. somehow, she made it work. one woman's quest for a hearty meal
[ College style dining is her life now, huh. What Harriet wouldn't give for a bottle of Worcestershire sauce right now, or some ground spices. Bland food is cruel and unusual punishment.
But here she is, heating up beef stock, canned mushrooms, and red kidney beans in a bid to cook something vaguely tasty. She could go out and buy food, but the monthly stipend isn't enough to sustain a diet that consists of eating out every day. Pragmatism it is.
The pot of soup is big. Maybe she'll share if you ask. Or maybe you have food of your own and are willing to make this an impromptu potluck. ]
2) this easy trick will change your life!
[ At least her magic works here. That one year without was an experience she does not care to repeat, especially not in a strange new place.
Harriet makes a few quick tuts and ends up with a rectangle formed by her thumbs and forefingers. It's through that frame that she looks at the temple, the sphinxes, the ground — everything in the temple's immediate surroundings.
Does it look weird to a non-magician? Yes. Does she care? Nah. But she'll chat about it with anyone who asks, provided they're not The Man or The Man's People. ]
3) wildcard
[ Talk to Harriet in town or wherever seems fun! Hmu at punnyinpink @ plurk if you wanna plot anything out. ]
What: Getting settled in
Where: The dorms, the temple, and the time-honored wildcard
When: First week or so of December
Warnings: Blanket warning for The Magicians in general. Will edit if anything comes up.
1) she had only three ingredients. somehow, she made it work. one woman's quest for a hearty meal
[ College style dining is her life now, huh. What Harriet wouldn't give for a bottle of Worcestershire sauce right now, or some ground spices. Bland food is cruel and unusual punishment.
But here she is, heating up beef stock, canned mushrooms, and red kidney beans in a bid to cook something vaguely tasty. She could go out and buy food, but the monthly stipend isn't enough to sustain a diet that consists of eating out every day. Pragmatism it is.
The pot of soup is big. Maybe she'll share if you ask. Or maybe you have food of your own and are willing to make this an impromptu potluck. ]
2) this easy trick will change your life!
[ At least her magic works here. That one year without was an experience she does not care to repeat, especially not in a strange new place.
Harriet makes a few quick tuts and ends up with a rectangle formed by her thumbs and forefingers. It's through that frame that she looks at the temple, the sphinxes, the ground — everything in the temple's immediate surroundings.
Does it look weird to a non-magician? Yes. Does she care? Nah. But she'll chat about it with anyone who asks, provided they're not The Man or The Man's People. ]
3) wildcard
[ Talk to Harriet in town or wherever seems fun! Hmu at punnyinpink @ plurk if you wanna plot anything out. ]
no subject
I was hoping to learn something of earth magic, myself. My areas of expertise at the moment center around illusion, astral projection, transformation. I'd like to round out my offensive capabilities beyond telekinesis. [He looks her over curiously.] A sorceress?
no subject
[ So, yes. ]
That's quite an array of disciplines. I don't know much offensive magic, unfortunately, but I learn fast.
[ If you hear a distant screaming, it's her mother going Harriet NO that's DANGEROUS. She loves her mother but calm down, mom. ]
From what I've read, battle magic takes inner calm and focus. There are battle mages who meditate often. It's very dangerous— for us, anyway. No two worlds are the same.
no subject
"Magician" sounds more akin to parlour tricks than any real magic, doesn't it?
[He does smile at her observation, puffing up slightly at the compliment.]
Yes, well, I have had a few centuries to perfect my skills.
[And he was always learning. It didn't pay to stagnate.]
Anytime one steps into a battlefield it's dangerous, yes, and hurling about volatile spells with no control is foolhardy at best.
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Helps us keep magic a secret, at least.
[ Ah, so he's not human. That would explain a lot. She is unperturbed by the revelation, instead nodding at the book. ]
If you're the type to share, we can work through it faster.
no subject
[That gets a chuckle from him as he closes the book and motions toward a table nearby.]
Let's first see what you're capable of, then we'll talk. [He pauses, though, before smirking.] But I've forgotten my manners. [And he inclines his head.] I am Loki of Asgard.