[OPENING] magical training log

[spellslash]

Who: Brie, whichever newbies want to show up.
Where: The beach.
When: Day 4
Open/Closed: OTA

[It's about noon on the island, based on the position of the sun. The newbies have had a few days to settle in, but that doesn't mean they've fully mastered their newfound abilities.

As much stock as Genette puts into telepathy, Brie is more concerned about their other newfound gifts. She's aggressively tried to wrangle as many newbies as possible onto the sandy shores of the beachfront area for some magic practice.

She's got a list of everyone's magic -- only a few vague notes, limitations are for you to discover -- and she's handing out missions for magic training. If you want to participate? Feel free. If you don't? Suit yourself.

But understanding your magic isn't just an activity that benefits the group. Learning your magic's abilities may be what stands between you and survival, which is something she makes perfectly clear.]

Comments

[parodeity]

[ ...oh. it's a feeling dave isn't always familiar with. he's getting more used to it with rose and john around in person the both of them, rose steadier than she was on the meteor, but even with them here the feeling of being safe is not really a familiar one. not like this.

it's a nice feeling, a warm one, even with the sadness underneath.

it somehow feels more wrong to specify aloud what he felt this time, so he doesn't. he just nods. ]

I felt that one, too.

[rebells]

[Jay is glancing down and to the side--he'd really only been trying to call up calmness, as a feeling, but when he thinks of times when he's felt calm, at peace, what he thinks of first is the Oresoren. A light on in the distance, welcoming him home, and nothing he needs to do in return but be.

That feeling's a little too close, more vivid than he wants to be feeling in front of someone he honestly doesn't know that well; he swallows down the lump in his throat and tries not to think about how they're doing right now, whether they're safe in his absence, how they'd chide him for the bargain he made for them. They're--good, the Oresoren; they'd want to do the right thing, the best thing for everyone. He couldn't be further from that. He just wants to keep them safe.]

I was trying for--"calm." To see whether I could call something up deliberately. You'll have to--be the judge of whether it worked or not.

[parodeity]

It did, [ dave says, and because jay shared something precious, he admits: ] I've never really felt that before. But it was...nice.

[rebells]

[You've never been calm? he almost asks, but if he's being honest with himself, he knows that there was more to that memory, that feeling. A sense of peace that he's lost now, and might not ever regain.

God, he needs to learn how to control this power better, is his first thought. But he doesn't really want to tell Dave he didn't exactly share that on purpose, not least because of what it says about him, so he's at a bit of a loss for what to say.]

That--well--I know.

[He's not so good with feelings.]

Thank you again. For--your help.

[parodeity]

No problem. If you ever want me to, like...help again. I don't mind.

[ it's a weird offer to make, maybe, but he's aware that not everyone would be discrete about whatever they might feel.

dave, at least, doesn't plan to share the emotions that got across with anyone who isn't jay. ]