Jonathan Strange (
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limacharlie2017-08-23 07:39 pm
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public channel - D148 - fae jargon 101
If anyone, older member or newer arrival, wants information on... [ oh lord, this is going to take a while. Strange sighs slightly before obviously reading off a list of terms he's written down. ] Arcadia, the Rose Queen, Ignatius, Nightshade, the Count of Crows, Frost, the Summer Court, the Winter Court, how faerie court hierarchies work, the Wyld Fae, or the Beast, then I'll be happy to tell you what I know. I picked up some knowledge from my time in Portland and through conversations with the fae here and, for obvious reasons, don't want to bore all of you with far too many details and speculations at once.
[ There's a pause, partly to catch his friggen breath, before Strange continues talking. ]
I can at least explain Portland, though--for our new arrivals, of course. It's a city where the carnival was recently trapped for a month. Many members had their memories altered and believed they lived in the city for their entire lives. It was a...trying experience.
[ Understatement of the century. Strange sighs, like he's steeling himself for what he's going to say next. ]
Portland had it's own set of fae, some of whom I mentioned in my previous list. Plenty of the carnival members have ill-will towards those fae, who seemed determined to vex us and ruin our lives during that month. And despite the fact that we've left that world, I've a feeling that we'll see those fae again. Now that the Severing's removed, they can travel to different worlds the same way the Ringmaster can. And it wouldn't surprise me if some tried to reclaim what or who they believe they lost.
[ how dramatic! And quite possibly the worst way to end a broadcast as Strange just flips the radio off then and there. He has absolutely no clue how to best END the broadcast so not being cryptic is officially for chumps. ]
[ There's a pause, partly to catch his friggen breath, before Strange continues talking. ]
I can at least explain Portland, though--for our new arrivals, of course. It's a city where the carnival was recently trapped for a month. Many members had their memories altered and believed they lived in the city for their entire lives. It was a...trying experience.
[ Understatement of the century. Strange sighs, like he's steeling himself for what he's going to say next. ]
Portland had it's own set of fae, some of whom I mentioned in my previous list. Plenty of the carnival members have ill-will towards those fae, who seemed determined to vex us and ruin our lives during that month. And despite the fact that we've left that world, I've a feeling that we'll see those fae again. Now that the Severing's removed, they can travel to different worlds the same way the Ringmaster can. And it wouldn't surprise me if some tried to reclaim what or who they believe they lost.
[ how dramatic! And quite possibly the worst way to end a broadcast as Strange just flips the radio off then and there. He has absolutely no clue how to best END the broadcast so not being cryptic is officially for chumps. ]
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[ After all, he can't really figure out how to change the spell until he learns the ins and outs of it. ]
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He nods.] We won't know until we try. Did you want to try putting a barrier around your trailer?
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And I suppose so! I can work around whatever's easiest for you. Although...do you have a large basin? Preferably silver, but I can make do. If not, I'll need to go back to my trailer.
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Just the sink. Or the bathtub. [Those are basin-y, right.]
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I'll be right back. [ He stands up, as if to head over back to Yuya's bathroom before he pauses. ]
That is, unless you'd rather we cast the spell in my trailer to ward your trailer. Though I wouldn't be surprised if you've warded it already.
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So he gets up to follow Strange.] Let's do that! We can still ward your trailer while we're there.
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[ And so he can show off. As he approaches Yuya's mirror, Strange mutters a spell under his breath. ]
There we go. Place your hand on the mirror and you'll arrive at my trailer. I'll follow shortly.
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He looks between Strange and the mirror. Was that how he got in? He's not totally sure, but he does as he's told and presses his hand to the mirror--
And stumbles out the other side, turning around quickly.] Whoa!
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And, a moment or so later, Strange himself appears. He's briefly visible in the mirror for a hot second before he steps out of the mirror, taking care not to run into Yuya. ]
I can travel via other reflections as well, but I prefer mirrors over anything else.
[ And, he takes a few steps to move out of the way and let Yuya exit the bathroom. The trailer's mostly clean, though there are a few stacks of paper on the kitchen table weighed down by a shiny red jewel, various tacky shell covered knick-knacks in odd places, and an apple crate turned bookshelf sitting near the bunk beds.
Once Yuya's moved enough to let him leave the bathroom, Strange makes a beeline for the kitchen area and starts rummaging through one of the cabinets. ]
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Does it make a difference? [Or is it just a matter of preferring mirrors as an object.]
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[ He sets the basin down on the table, then walks over to the cabinet again. Pulling out a pitcher, he closes the cabinet door with his foot and turns on the sink to fill the pitcher with water. ]
They feel more familiar. I don't know if it's something to do with the magic or something to do with me, but there you have it.
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He leans against the edge of the table as Strange prepares the basin, idly looking over all his notes (thst he probably can't read if they're English).] You said you could identify magic--will you be able to see it if it works?
[Yuya's sure he can feel when it does, but a second opinion won't hurt since there's no visual cues.]
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Walking back to the basin, Strange pours the water from the pitcher into the basin, muttering under his breath as he does so. Strange moves his finger over the basin, tracing it into four sections. A light glows as Strange traces those lines. He repeats that gesture once more and then, visible in the basin is the exterior of Yuya's trailer. ]
There we go. And yes, I should be able to see if it works. [ he hopes. ]
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Strange may notice the magic concentrating around his hands, gesturing before it disperses away to form itself as a barrier.
A barrier not around his trailer, but the basin. This is now an anti-fae basin.]
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...aaaaand that it's just formed around the basin. ]
There's good news and bad news. The theory of the spell worked, but in practice...I'm afraid it's limited to my scrying basin.
[ So the spell doesn't work long distance! That's still good to know! Strange doesn't seem put out or annoyed, he's just looking at the basin as if somehow examining the magic will be able to tell him what went wrong. ]
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[The magic pulls around him first after all, though Yuya's not savvy enough about magic to catch onto that detail. He pulls the paper out of his pocket again.] I didn't really read about the magic behind the spell, just how to do it.
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It obviously doesn't have to be physical touch, but perhaps it's based on proximity as well as sight of what you're targeting. What if you try to ward a building that you can see, but you're further away from?
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We want to find the limits of the spell, don't we? How else can we do that if we don't try every possibility!
[ Strange wants to find the limits of the spell. Whether Yuya does or doesn't is a whole different story. ]
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I can take notes and then make you a copy!
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Well, here. Take this pencil and paper. I've got a notebook of my own that I write down all sorts of things in--I can devote a page or two of that to your spell. I just need another pencil...
[ And back to the table he goes to try and find another pencil in the organized chaos. ]
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Idly, while he's scribing:] Is there a way to write... faeish? [He's fairly certain that's the name of the language they communicate with in the carnival. He's never actually tried given the lack of needing to leave notes up until now. If he's ever needed to leave Tamaki a message, they both read Japanese anyway.]
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