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eachdraidh2014-05-26 01:04 pm
teenyoda) wrote in eachdraidh2014-05-26 01:04 pm
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Video - Seelie/Unseelie
[He might have thought to lock it if he hadn't been so excited with his news.]
Oh my god! Okay, okay. So maybe this place isn't so bad. I got magic. That's apparently my gifty boon thing for getting my ass handed to me by the invading hoard.
[He pauses, blinking and grinning down at the locket.]
I'm actually living a video game now. I feel like I just leveled up. Now all I need's a familiar. But look. Look!
[He waves around a staff, then points the locket at the books that had arrived with the staff, symbols emblazoned on them and looking exactly like what they were; spell books.]
Dude, I'm a freaking magician. Wizard? Sorcerer? I don't really know yet, but I can do stuff. See?
[He'd already poured through part of a book and had memorized one incantation. He repeated it, the tip of his staff glowing before the comforter on his bed caught fire.]
Oh... uh, no. No, shit. No, wait I didn't, hey! Hey! Stop. Finito! FLAME OFF! FLAME! OFF!
[He drops the locket and the staff and goes to pull the comforter off to toss in the fireplace. Have fun watching that debacle.]
Oh my god! Okay, okay. So maybe this place isn't so bad. I got magic. That's apparently my gifty boon thing for getting my ass handed to me by the invading hoard.
[He pauses, blinking and grinning down at the locket.]
I'm actually living a video game now. I feel like I just leveled up. Now all I need's a familiar. But look. Look!
[He waves around a staff, then points the locket at the books that had arrived with the staff, symbols emblazoned on them and looking exactly like what they were; spell books.]
Dude, I'm a freaking magician. Wizard? Sorcerer? I don't really know yet, but I can do stuff. See?
[He'd already poured through part of a book and had memorized one incantation. He repeated it, the tip of his staff glowing before the comforter on his bed caught fire.]
Oh... uh, no. No, shit. No, wait I didn't, hey! Hey! Stop. Finito! FLAME OFF! FLAME! OFF!
[He drops the locket and the staff and goes to pull the comforter off to toss in the fireplace. Have fun watching that debacle.]
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They gifted you magic you cannot control.
[It was supposed to be a question, but it ended up far more Captain Obvious statement-like.]
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[Have a little faith.]
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And someone could be hurt. You could be hurt. This is our captors' doing. You do not hand a man a weapon of such great power and expect him to learn its use on his own.
[He probably wouldn't be half this worked up if Stiles had messed around with another element instead. Water, ice. Nature, even. Plants. If he'd transformed his comforter into a blanket of poison ivy. Connor might have been able to muster up some faith, maybe even some wary encouragement, then. But no, something went up in flames.]
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Really? Because everyone seemed pretty bent on shoving a sword in my hand and telling me to just deal with learning how to use one. Even though I'm more likely to hurt myself than anyone else. This... this is closer to something I might be able to figure out, without hurting myself. Probably.
[Hey, that was because the fire one had caught his eye and been easy to say. If he'd opened it to 'make it snow in your room' spells... that could also be a disaster.]
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[You're a threat to the castle, sir.]
Who is everyone? You should not have been treated that way. If you have no experience, you should be taught, trained, provided opportunities to practice your skills that will not endanger lives. If you are so insistent on using this magic, at least find a teacher to help you.
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[Essentially; who cares, he does what he wants. (within reason)]
Look, I'm not going to burn the castle down, okay? Honest. I'll do something less fiery next time. Maybe I'll work on a potion. Maybe they have a glitter potion. Glitter can't hurt anyone, right? Right. There, see?
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[Grumble mutter grumble and so on and so forth.]
But no, you are right. Glitter should not hurt anyone. Including any enemies you find yourself up against while you are here. What will you do then?
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It's either practice with stuff I need that I can use or practice with non-essential things that can't do anything in terms of helping me or anyone else.
Can't have it both ways.
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[Someone was feeling full of themselves.]
Or maybe not. I might be able to manage on my own.
[Probably not, Stiles.]
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You set your bed on fire. You are not off to a good start.
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That was an accident. I was aiming for the fireplace.
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Your aim is very poor.
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[Because the teachers he had back home for things sucked. And he'd seen the way Derek had 'taught' Scott. No bueno.]
Just because.
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[Smug teenager? Smug teenager.]
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[He's only one year removed from teenager status himself and still packs plenty of petulant sass.]
Because why?
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Because I said so, that's why.
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Why did you say so?
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[The world wept.]
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[The most thoughtful of sounds.]
Why is that?
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[And the argument comes full circle.]
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... I can locate a teacher for you, if you like.
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