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middaeg2020-11-01 03:12 pm
noblegarnet) wrote in middaeg2020-11-01 03:12 pm
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[open] 🔶 settling in
Who: Ferran & you, feat. vegetanimals
When: Noveuer
Where: Aefenglom
What: Samuin fireworks moping, fairy dust gathering, shopping for fashion, gathering cute plants, architectural illusions & more.
Warnings: Nothing so far.
A. 1st-2nd
[The full moons finally come, and Ferran is left restless, anxious and moody, dealing with an unsettling amount of what feels like fur on his back. While it and his scales' emergence has so far been painless, it's just a further reminder of what else he might have to undergo in the future. There's so much uncertainty that no amount of research can resolve, no matter how much work he puts into it.
He's not exactly interested in celebrating the holiday he's been hearing about, or in thinking about his weaknesses, but the Samuin festivities line up with the week that frays his nerves, and he nonetheless finds himself wandering out to watch the fireworks if just to have a distraction.
By the time anyone finds him on one of Aefenglom's rooftops, he's wrapped himself in a blanket to the point only his pale, gloomy-looking face is visible. If this event is supposed to be solemn, well... he's got that in spades. Maybe try to get him to lighten up?]
B. 3rd-7th idk
[Anyone making their way through the central area of the Haven might come across a brown-haired young man standing under the entryway of a large home with the door already open, although he hasn't stepped in yet. He's got his sleeves rolled up, displaying the faint red fairy scales on his wrists and elbows, and he's carrying a coarse brush, a number of glass bottles, and a bag. He seems to be deliberating something until he notices the passerby, at which point he calls out to see if they might have some time on their hands.]
Would you mind helping me for a minute?
C. 7th-11th
[One Ferran with rainbow-swirls on his hands and the faint scales on his wrists largely missing is now ready for the most important part of getting acclimated to a new place: shopping.
With a bag of hygiene products over his shoulder, a few of them scented enough to be smelled outside their packaging, he ends up browsing several clothing shops and tailors, but he spends the most time looking into nice-looking gloves, boots with heels, and fur-lined cloaks and capes. The bridge coat he's currently wearing is certainly warm enough for the winter he's used to, but the temperatures here are dropping even further, and with his future changes, it's not exactly going to be wearable... which sucks. He likes this coat a lot! So he wants to suitable replacements that are going to last a good, long while.
To anyone nearby, he might turn to and ask:]
Do you know anything about the quality here?
D. 7th-13th
[The moment Ferran spots a vegetable creature, he feels a surge of delight that he hasn't felt in a very long time.
He must have them.
And so, he can easily be found tracking down the critters, a watering can in hand as he tries to entice them out of hiding with whistles, chittering and the classic cat whisper (TM). He's patient with all of them, even if it ends up taking half an hour for a single creature. With animals, you have to follow through in order to get things done, even if they also happen to be plants.
If anyone he comes across happens to be chasing or being overly loud trying to catch one, they'll find the brown-haired young man admonishing them.]
Are you trying to get them to make more of a mess?
[Or, he can be found later—although the look on his face isn't exactly bright, the fact that he's carrying several varieties of plant-animals in his arms, including a spinach owl sitting on his shoulder, probably gives off the impression that he really likes the things. The fact that they aren't trying to flee is a pretty good indication that it's reciprocated, too.]
You wouldn't happen to know where I can find a child-proof gate, would you?
[Does Aefenglom even have that sort of thing yet... it seems so simple, surely they do. It's worth a shot.]
E. 9th-15th
[With two bonds with witches and several monster-led classes under his belt, Ferran is certain he can do something—even if the magic that he can feel tingling under the surface isn't the solid, reliable connection to his gem, it's similar enough for him to get the idea. He also doesn't know if it'll actually be of any use, but there's no harm in trying, and he can only do so much part time work before he tires himself out.
At his expansive home in the Haven, he starts trying to glamor the outside, a wave of his hand accompanied by glittering red lights. Any passersby might see him changing something as simple as the color of the front door, all the way up to ornate, floral carvings on the outer walls, or symmetrical stained glass patterns in the windows in a myriad of colors.
It only lasts for a minute or so every time, but it's certainly a start.]
Wildcard.
[OOC: Check out Ferran's info over here, and hit me up over pm or at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
lumieresdedragon and we can figure something else out, or I can write you a starter! Generally, this month Ferran can be found: researching a number of topics in available libraries, staring into space at cafes, buying groceries, and doing detail-oriented part-time work like tailoring, organizing and bookkeeping. Maybe even at your business!]
When: Noveuer
Where: Aefenglom
What: Samuin fireworks moping, fairy dust gathering, shopping for fashion, gathering cute plants, architectural illusions & more.
Warnings: Nothing so far.
A. 1st-2nd
[The full moons finally come, and Ferran is left restless, anxious and moody, dealing with an unsettling amount of what feels like fur on his back. While it and his scales' emergence has so far been painless, it's just a further reminder of what else he might have to undergo in the future. There's so much uncertainty that no amount of research can resolve, no matter how much work he puts into it.
He's not exactly interested in celebrating the holiday he's been hearing about, or in thinking about his weaknesses, but the Samuin festivities line up with the week that frays his nerves, and he nonetheless finds himself wandering out to watch the fireworks if just to have a distraction.
By the time anyone finds him on one of Aefenglom's rooftops, he's wrapped himself in a blanket to the point only his pale, gloomy-looking face is visible. If this event is supposed to be solemn, well... he's got that in spades. Maybe try to get him to lighten up?]
B. 3rd-7th idk
[Anyone making their way through the central area of the Haven might come across a brown-haired young man standing under the entryway of a large home with the door already open, although he hasn't stepped in yet. He's got his sleeves rolled up, displaying the faint red fairy scales on his wrists and elbows, and he's carrying a coarse brush, a number of glass bottles, and a bag. He seems to be deliberating something until he notices the passerby, at which point he calls out to see if they might have some time on their hands.]
Would you mind helping me for a minute?
C. 7th-11th
[One Ferran with rainbow-swirls on his hands and the faint scales on his wrists largely missing is now ready for the most important part of getting acclimated to a new place: shopping.
With a bag of hygiene products over his shoulder, a few of them scented enough to be smelled outside their packaging, he ends up browsing several clothing shops and tailors, but he spends the most time looking into nice-looking gloves, boots with heels, and fur-lined cloaks and capes. The bridge coat he's currently wearing is certainly warm enough for the winter he's used to, but the temperatures here are dropping even further, and with his future changes, it's not exactly going to be wearable... which sucks. He likes this coat a lot! So he wants to suitable replacements that are going to last a good, long while.
To anyone nearby, he might turn to and ask:]
Do you know anything about the quality here?
D. 7th-13th
[The moment Ferran spots a vegetable creature, he feels a surge of delight that he hasn't felt in a very long time.
He must have them.
And so, he can easily be found tracking down the critters, a watering can in hand as he tries to entice them out of hiding with whistles, chittering and the classic cat whisper (TM). He's patient with all of them, even if it ends up taking half an hour for a single creature. With animals, you have to follow through in order to get things done, even if they also happen to be plants.
If anyone he comes across happens to be chasing or being overly loud trying to catch one, they'll find the brown-haired young man admonishing them.]
Are you trying to get them to make more of a mess?
[Or, he can be found later—although the look on his face isn't exactly bright, the fact that he's carrying several varieties of plant-animals in his arms, including a spinach owl sitting on his shoulder, probably gives off the impression that he really likes the things. The fact that they aren't trying to flee is a pretty good indication that it's reciprocated, too.]
You wouldn't happen to know where I can find a child-proof gate, would you?
[Does Aefenglom even have that sort of thing yet... it seems so simple, surely they do. It's worth a shot.]
E. 9th-15th
[With two bonds with witches and several monster-led classes under his belt, Ferran is certain he can do something—even if the magic that he can feel tingling under the surface isn't the solid, reliable connection to his gem, it's similar enough for him to get the idea. He also doesn't know if it'll actually be of any use, but there's no harm in trying, and he can only do so much part time work before he tires himself out.
At his expansive home in the Haven, he starts trying to glamor the outside, a wave of his hand accompanied by glittering red lights. Any passersby might see him changing something as simple as the color of the front door, all the way up to ornate, floral carvings on the outer walls, or symmetrical stained glass patterns in the windows in a myriad of colors.
It only lasts for a minute or so every time, but it's certainly a start.]
Wildcard.
[OOC: Check out Ferran's info over here, and hit me up over pm or at
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[Those wouldn't exactly integrate well into performances, probably? Ferran may not have looked into the intricacies of magic yet, but he'd gotten a decent look at the basics.]
I feel like the principles have to be the same... we're just limited to specific things. I'd hope that means we're naturally better at those things, but who knows. [He's not optimistic.]
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[ He gives the suggestion serious thought. Regardless, learning how to form shields would be incredibly useful. Then he could protect others who might get hurt.
Poison, though? No. Never. Kaito is adamant on that much. Nothing he'll ever learn will be to expressly harm someone. Fire is one thing - fire has so many uses. But poison is something he'll not touch. ]
What are-- actually what are you? What magic are you limited to?
[ Not the most tactful way to ask but Kaito doesn't seem to mean anything by it. ]
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Fae, apparently. From what I've heard, we're mostly limited to illusions, and minor enchantments... whatever that might mean.
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[ As cool as that is, Kaito still thinks stage disappearances are more impressive. After all, those kinds of disappearance really do seem 'impossible' to the average person.
He demonstrates this sort of thing right now, in fact, by suddenly producing a coin out of nowhere and flipping it over the backs of his fingers. ]
Me, I don't need illusions to make things appear or disappear though. [ The coin vanishes from his fingers, and he spreads both hands out palm facing Ferran, with a smirk. ]
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Sure, brag about having the impressive skills, why don't you.
[He folds his arms. Maybe he doesn't need this place's magic for it, either! Not that they probably teach much about stage illusions here... what would be the point, honestly.]
I could probably learn to do it the hard way if I put enough effort into it.
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Yeah? Do you want to? 'Cause I can teach you some basics. Not gonna give away all my tricks of course, but a guy's gotta start somewhere.
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But it does sound fun. And it might be nice to have the distraction.]
Well, why not? If you've got the time.
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[ Snickering, he hops up from his seat. Oh oblivious Ferran - there's plenty of uses for the sorts of skills a magician learns. ]
Let's go outside. This might get messy otherwise. Help me put these books back?
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He gets to his feet, making note of his place in his own book before putting it aside. He'll just find it later if it gets put away in the meantime.]
Yeah, sure.
[It shouldn't take long, though as they're returning the books, Ferran has to wonder what exactly is "messy" about it...]
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Most people start with cards first, so that's what we'll do! Coin magic is actually far harder than it looks. Needs a lot of technical skill.
[ Knocking the deck out of the box, he starts showing off by doing various shuffles, riffles, and a fancy way of cutting cards. Partly to get himself used to the thickness of the cards. ]
Is there a card trick you've always wanted to try?
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I can't say there's one that stuck in my mind... aside from the ones where they somehow always find the card you picked. [Appreciating the tricks is one thing, remembering them is another—especially since he hasn't really made time for hobbies in the last half a year.]
Maybe we should start with something on the easy side? [He considers himself fairly dexterous, but he's not ashamed to admit he has absolutely no experience with this kind of thing.]
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[ He fans out the cards in his hand, face-down, holding them out to Ferran. ]
So, pick a card. Any card. [ Grin. ]
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I'm sure you understand if I don't really want to "invest in" something I'm not sure I can use. [As new Mirrorbound, they're not exactly swimming in resources...]