"Do you know of any spell in particular that can do this?""I do not.... heck I don't even know what you are at the moment....."
"I'm a dog of sorts. It's funny, because i understand everything about this form already, and I'm totally comfortable with it."
her top eyestalks crane to look at you while she keeps moving. She chuckles a bit.
"Yes and no. Listening is better then talking, at least for me."
"Listen and learn I guess..."
After a short moment of silence, he asks, "so what's it like seeing with two sets of eyes? I mean, I guess you know the difference, because you have the human change ability thing."
"Oh... That's... Hard to explain. The best way to put it is having a second peripheral vision for my lower eyestalks. My focus is on my upper eyestalks, which also have thier own peripheral vision. My lower eyestalks are best suited for seeing motion, so i can always see things in front of me. They work well enough that i can move foreword with no problems, even if i'm not exactly looking forward."
he upper two eyes keep looking at you the whole time.
This is also true... but let me ask a question." The professor says turning to genosuke "from where did magic first come"From behind his newspaper, Genosuke quips...
"Magic has existed longer than it's been wielded by mortals, no matter what you want to call those that do, by creatures with absolutely no training, merely by sheer force of will.
I submit to you the idea that this kind of casting is the purest form of magic...when you need neither rote or dweomer to wield it."
He smiles.
"Life is a journey of learning and exploring the mysteries that concern us. I would not deprive you of such a thing by merely giving you the answer."
"Sounds like it'd be confusing if you weren't born with it."
As he looks at her he trips over an exposed root. His wings flare out to catch him before he falls.
"But. Also might be useful. Heh."
"Indeed, it can be."
"Yes only Stupid head is talking, Smart head is doing mind-magics zing! so big boobs, smart idea finding another, lets go find them"
She starts to fly off then stops then comes back and lands on Rena shoulder,
"you have a name, I all ready know another big boobs ill get you mixed up if you don't have a name, or I could call you Cabbage, you like Cabbage as a name?"
"Well, I didn't mind the compliment, but my name is Rena. What's yours little one?" she asks as the pixie creature pearches on her shoulder.
Asha smiled. "Thank you. I'm so glad you were able to find something Rena. Yes, let's hurry and see if we can find someone to help...I hate feeling so helpless like this. It's too familiar," she added with a grimace.
"Maybe you could learn to be a Wizard Asha? I'm sure Vare could instruct you... well. Probably. He's never taught someone from the start, and he learned by himself. We'll ask him later, alright?" Rena offers seriously, before taking Asha's hand (the hair clenched firmly in the other hand), with the fey creature on her shoulder, and the group heads out into the hallway, whereupon Rena conjures forth the arrows, asking them to direct her to someone who can help with locating Tryko'Sam.
The arrows direct the group through the school, and then out into the gardens. Unfortunately... that's where the arrow jurisdiction ends. Standing just outside the exit into the gardens (and still under the shelter of the school for now, protected from the rain), the group doesn't immediately see anyone nearby, just the myriad plants and tangle of growth that forms the gardens. There are walking paths of course, but nobody is immediately apparent.
"The person it was leading us to must be outside..." Rena says a little uncertainly, glancing at Asha. "Do you want me to go look? It doesn't look like it's raining as hard as it was earlier, but still."
"Theoretically? Yes. Same way he did the last one, by opening a portal to a black hole within the atmosphere. Realistically? I can think of at least three people that could stop him here. Still, it would come at a potentially high price and I'd rather not go there if we don't have to. Tryko'Sam as he was this morning was no danger to this world. He cared about people too much. So the key appears to be restoring his mind to its normal state."
"Given that I did not detect any magical auras remaining on Tryko'Sam, it's possible that whoever did this used a permanent but non-continuous magical effect to change him, or placed triggers in his mind to activate spells. We cannot simply dispel the enchantments, lest another trigger activate. My specialty is not enchantment though, so it should be noted that I am speculating." Vare says, his hand placed firmly now on his clean shaven chin. "Either way, as you said he is an immediate threat. Will the school's security measures be able to stop him? I did not see him make any casting motions or intone any words to bring his Gates to bear, so even if we immobilize him, he may simply retreat again. And if his mind is his own again... he may return to seek help from us, and the panic if he is immobilized." Clearly, despite his appearance and seeming absent-mindedness, this man has a sharp, tactical mind once he is focused. One must be so, to survive the rigors of the Planes for long.
::Adon, are you unhurt?:: she asked, heading towards the building where he said there was a trap.
"Vai, I know you're in a hurry, but they left some kind of trap in that building. We need to do a quick sweep to make sure there aren't any people left inside."
Vai looked as though she was about to take off, though unsure whether it would've been towards or away from the ritual site towards which the... container was being dragged. She couldn't get the horrible image of everyone she had known here being stuffed into a giant bag and dragged away. She shudders and shakes her head, trying to clear the imagined images from her brain.
"You're right... but... if they left traps.. we should be careful. If we... well. We don't know what those traps will do. They might just be to signal that more people for them to kidnap are here." she says evenly, hiding her fear and wishing fervently that she had asked Fei to come... she needed his Courage right now. But it was a crutch, she knew that. She had to do this herself. Just as she had to learn to control her temper herself. She /would/ do this.
"So. Other than that, what's it like being a Zif? You've been human-ish. What are some of the differences?"
He folds his wings back close to him to keep them from getting wet.
"It would be much easier to show you. I could prepare a spell to polymorph you tomorrow."
"I think Nero could do that. He's already prepared his spells today too, though and he didn't have any of those book marked. I never really know what Gian uses. Mostly healing things in case people get hurt."
"Well, you could prepare it tomorrow, or i could."
"I'll see if I can convince Nero to. He doesn't like abjuration or illusion much. Usually studies the other stuff. He says he 'doesn't need anything to hide behind.' Conjuration is his specialty.
You can be a back up if I can't talk him into it."
The arrows direct the group through the school, and then out into the gardens. Unfortunately... that's where the arrow jurisdiction ends. Standing just outside the exit into the gardens (and still under the shelter of the school for now, protected from the rain), the group doesn't immediately see anyone nearby, just the myriad plants and tangle of growth that forms the gardens. There are walking paths of course, but nobody is immediately apparent.
"The person it was leading us to must be outside..." Rena says a little uncertainly, glancing at Asha. "Do you want me to go look? It doesn't look like it's raining as hard as it was earlier, but still."
"the rain doesn't bother me any, do you want me to just go around and ask people if they are any good at divinations?"
"the rain doesn't bother me any, do you want me to just go around and ask people if they are any good at divinations?"
"Yes, please David. Just be careful. I overheard someone say something about plants in the gardens attacking you. It didn't happen to Vare and Anahita when they were here... but I think Anahita has powers that would've kept them at bay." Rena's eyes glance between Asha and David, her mind wandering into naughty areas momentarily before forcing herself to focus on the task at hand. But David's jawline... Asha's gentleness... FOCUS she thinks to herself.
"I'll go look too Asha, you'll be alright alone for a few minutes, right? Maybe you" she looks at the pixie on her shoulder. "can stay with Asha while David and I ask around? I don't mind the wet either."
"My name is Ollro and I'm a pixieeeee Rena, but don't tell every one, some like to use us for our dust, I don't want to become a salt shaker"
She dos round very worried about this, then follows them.
Royston gets up and bows to the old prof, no wishing to be involved in what looked to be a long debate on the nature of pure magic, it was not really his subject and could thing of nothing worth wile to add. He moved over to set with Zix.
::"I hope you don't mind me intruding, but I could not help but notice you seem to have more than one mind, also you said you where made in a similar way to me, I would be very interested to here about that if I mean, but I would understand if you wished not to talk about it"::
This time you can tell its his true mind talking to you.
Royston gets up and bows to the old prof, no wishing to be involved in what looked to be a long debate on the nature of pure magic, it was not really his subject and could thing of nothing worth wile to add. He moved over to set with Zix.
::"I hope you don't mind me intruding, but I could not help but notice you seem to have more than one mind, also you said you where made in a similar way to me, I would be very interested to here about that if I mean, but I would understand if you wished not to talk about it"::
This time you can tell its his true mind talking to you.
The professor acknowledges the gesture with a nod and a pipewave as he continues talking to genosuke.
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Royston gets up and bows to the old prof, no wishing to be involved in what looked to be a long debate on the nature of pure magic, it was not really his subject and could thing of nothing worth wile to add. He moved over to set with Zix.
::"I hope you don't mind me intruding, but I could not help but notice you seem to have more than one mind, also you said you where made in a similar way to me, I would be very interested to here about that if I mean, but I would understand if you wished not to talk about it"::
This time you can tell its his true mind talking to you.
:: not exactly, only that I was born knowing that which we briefly discussed, I am a spellweave, in the simplest of terms a part of my mind is connected to every other spell weave and we are a space fareing, plane hopping race I was "born" knowing about the stars::
Midori listens intently to the story Lang was telling, and only really seems momentarily confused at the use of the word 'Chi', but after a moment she seems to be able to resolve the dissonance there.
Afterwards she looks out at the rain, thinking about the story deeply. "Lang-kun... does the lightning really burn away bad Ki?" she asks incredulously, looking up at the slowly-fading stormclouds still with fear in her eyes.
I believe it in my heart, it helps me feel safer during storms, it also helps me deal with the sadness I have sometimes. I told you that story to help you with the the lightning, I shared a little bit of me like you shared a little bit of you. Lang smiles, funny really, what I said earlier, I promised to take care of the lightning for you, maybe this is the start of that promise
"How old were you when you were asked to be an Airbender, Lang-kun? Do you think you can help me train to control my Ki?" Midori asks, still thinking about the story and all that it meant, sitting next to Lang on the cold ground, not wishing to move away in the slightest, but hoping that... that he didn't start talking about her eyes again.
I became an airbender when I was a little younger than Sara is now, 5, maybe 6 years old, right after... he stops there like he didn't want to reveal something.
anyway, you want me to help train you in controlling your Ki?
he stands straight and takes a step back. then he gives Midori a formal bow, It would be my honor to help train you Master Shinobi
Lang seems a bit unsure about the title he gave her, not versed in her culture he hopes he did not insult her.
he also seems anxious to get the formalities over with as they seem to make him uncomfortable.
"Sure, sounds good. How long do you want it to last?"
::"I can not begin to imagine what being linked to others in such a way must be like, I think having to deal with the thoughts and feelings of others would be very hard"
He looks at the six armed being showing interest.
"I dunno. How about for lunch. Get a feel without having another form disrupt classes. Maybe you could be me for lunch and see what I'm like. Physically, at least."
"Interesting offer. I'll try, but directly mimicking a likeness is quite difficult."
"If you've got a piece of some one and the altering spell, you can be someone. I've got wings, so plenty of pieces to use."
"No... You can't. It lets you look like the race of the creature, not a specific individual. Bt it will work fine for our purposes."
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::for one with such basic mental capacities I suppose it would be, roughly a third of my mind is comprised of a similar portion of each of their minds,unless I delve within that portion of my mind most of that space just registers as errant flashes of images or information, I still have roughly two and a half times the remaining neural pathways of a typical human left over outside of that:: he shrugs, which is amusing looking with three pairs of arms.
::"could I ask what use you put your higher brain capacity to outside of extremity control"::
Royston says with interest.
As he flies above the town, Phaezeriel notices the methodical and practiced feel to the evidence the attackers left behind.
::This attack was no spur of the moment raid. This has the precision of a well planned and executed endeavor behind it.::
...though it is very impressive that we can continue this thinking conversation while actually doing other things at length, what a wonderful ability, Phaezeriel. Do you tire when applying it, is there a limit to how many people can be included in this? I'm surprised the entire school isn't included in this fashion-- it would facilitate so many possibilities. Plus, it doesn't require the actual moving of the mouth, so very efficient if hunting and the need for silence is required or desired. Amazing. I am most likely speaking, or as it were, thinking quite more then I should, but this is very exciting. I am excited.::
Phaezeriel's thoughts are somewhat bemused, ::No it does not cost me any effort as long as there are fewer than eighteen total people. I can also heal through the collective in ways that usually require touch from as far away as we can talk, and a few other augmenting things.::
As soon as he mentions healing, everyone in the collective is aware of a well of healing potential that has been there since they joined the collective upon which they can try to draw, though there seems to be a sort of, well, almost a valve, or something to regulate the flow. The realization dawns that the sense of this 'valve' is in the same 'place' as their sense of Phaezeriel's mind.
Vai looked as though she was about to take off, though unsure whether it would've been towards or away from the ritual site towards which the... container was being dragged. She couldn't get the horrible image of everyone she had known here being stuffed into a giant bag and dragged away. She shudders and shakes her head, trying to clear the imagined images from her brain.
"You're right... but... if they left traps.. we should be careful. If we... well. We don't know what those traps will do. They might just be to signal that more people for them to kidnap are here." she says evenly, hiding her fear and wishing fervently that she had asked Fei to come... she needed his Courage right now. But it was a crutch, she knew that. She had to do this herself. Just as she had to learn to control her temper herself. She /would/ do this.
The soft beating of small wings heralds Phaezeriel's approach at about the same time that Vai's draconic senses alert her to his presence, unseen though it is.
A small clawed hand comes to rest gently on her shoulder as he hovers beside her.
"Ya. Not me, me. Just what I'm like."
::"and of politics and the greater events out side in the galaxy, with a thousand years of life, do you follow such things?"
Royston asks as he dos he looks once more over to the news paper.
As Ignace and Sara sew away on there projects Zilla is off the the side feel the different fabrics. "Something just doesn't seem right." She looks around the room. "I know! Midori's not here. I'll go get her so you guys don't have to stop working." Zilla giddily calls over to them, whie she skips over toward the doorway.
"Hmm? Oh. OK."
She looks out the window.
"We might do the tea party after all. Birdies don't do good in rain, no matter how big they are."
She says, some to Ignace, some just musing out loud.
"Maybe you could learn to be a Wizard Asha? I'm sure Vare could instruct you... well. Probably. He's never taught someone from the start, and he learned by himself. We'll ask him later, alright?" Rena offers seriously, before taking Asha's hand (the hair clenched firmly in the other hand), with the fey creature on her shoulder, and the group heads out into the hallway, whereupon Rena conjures forth the arrows, asking them to direct her to someone who can help with locating Tryko'Sam.Asha smiled. "Thank you. I'm so glad you were able to find something Rena. Yes, let's hurry and see if we can find someone to help...I hate feeling so helpless like this. It's too familiar," she added with a grimace.
Asha shrugged. "Well I can try learning magic. I know I'm no good at evocation, but maybe some other stuff will take. Who knows?"
The arrows direct the group through the school, and then out into the gardens. Unfortunately... that's where the arrow jurisdiction ends. Standing just outside the exit into the gardens (and still under the shelter of the school for now, protected from the rain), the group doesn't immediately see anyone nearby, just the myriad plants and tangle of growth that forms the gardens. There are walking paths of course, but nobody is immediately apparent.
"The person it was leading us to must be outside..." Rena says a little uncertainly, glancing at Asha. "Do you want me to go look? It doesn't look like it's raining as hard as it was earlier, but still."
"I'll just...wait here," she said, discouraged.
As the Shuttle takes off, and begins its assent toward the Sun, the different air pressure outide coupled with the rain and crosswinds the flight is a bit bumpy.
Mel is struggling at the controls trying to compensate for the constantly changing conditions.
Arthur, I need some assistance here, I can't compensate fast enough.
"Given that I did not detect any magical auras remaining on Tryko'Sam, it's possible that whoever did this used a permanent but non-continuous magical effect to change him, or placed triggers in his mind to activate spells. We cannot simply dispel the enchantments, lest another trigger activate. My specialty is not enchantment though, so it should be noted that I am speculating." Vare says, his hand placed firmly now on his clean shaven chin. "Either way, as you said he is an immediate threat. Will the school's security measures be able to stop him? I did not see him make any casting motions or intone any words to bring his Gates to bear, so even if we immobilize him, he may simply retreat again. And if his mind is his own again... he may return to seek help from us, and the panic if he is immobilized." Clearly, despite his appearance and seeming absent-mindedness, this man has a sharp, tactical mind once he is focused. One must be so, to survive the rigors of the Planes for long.
"That's a good point. I'm not entirely sure how to guard against the portals. But I can address the panic with a calm emotions effect. I usually keep that on handy just in case. It's necessary almost every day at some point. But I'm not wanting to use it if I don't have to...I'm understandably running very very low on the potions I use to create that."
Vai looked as though she was about to take off, though unsure whether it would've been towards or away from the ritual site towards which the... container was being dragged. She couldn't get the horrible image of everyone she had known here being stuffed into a giant bag and dragged away. She shudders and shakes her head, trying to clear the imagined images from her brain."You're right... but... if they left traps.. we should be careful. If we... well. We don't know what those traps will do. They might just be to signal that more people for them to kidnap are here." she says evenly, hiding her fear and wishing fervently that she had asked Fei to come... she needed his Courage right now. But it was a crutch, she knew that. She had to do this herself. Just as she had to learn to control her temper herself. She /would/ do this.
"If they are a signal, that's the best thing we could hope for. They'd have to split their forces to come after us and guard the prisoners. We could fight them piecemeal instead of all at once," she said, practical and wary as she never stopped looking around for potential enemies.
::not closely, though some spellweaves do find such an interest::
::"I see, and as you are all linked you can access such informain? I ask because the headmaster explained how the wards work, that protect this world from discovery. I assume then that you are in some way limited in you translations to others of your collective by the wards so as to not transmit what accrues here or any information that may compromise its isolation, would I be carrect in that assumption."::
Again in a even tone, dispassionate yet interested.
As Ignace and Sara sew away on there projects Zilla is off the the side feel the different fabrics. "Something just doesn't seem right." She looks around the room. "I know! Midori's not here. I'll go get her so you guys don't have to stop working." Zilla giddily calls over to them, whie she skips over toward the doorway.
"Okay," Ignace said, pinning pieces of fabric together. She was obviously more at peace now that she was back in her element. "That sounds like a good idea. You're right. Midori should be here."
"Hmm? Oh. OK."
She looks out the window.
"We might do the tea party after all. Birdies don't do good in rain, no matter how big they are."
She says, some to Ignace, some just musing out loud.
"Oh, that would be wonderful, if we could still have the tea party!"
"If...if it works out."
::"Thank you for your candied response, And I find the idea of a collective mind fascinating, but I would be concerned on being part of one, what influence and control would be exerted by others or the whole on the individual, Would such a group force its members to 'feel' what the whole feels, even subliminally"::
He looks hard at Zix