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curiousdiscoverer) wrote2014-12-13 09:00 pm
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Power Without a Price
The first time Ezra finds Milliways he spends most of the experience overwhelmed by psychic sensory overload. Postcognition doesn’t really mix well with inter-dimensional nexus.
However when he walks out and tells about the experience, the true nature of the place is eventually revealed, furthermore he discovers that the Traders are very interested in using the unique location to seed magic to other worlds and they pay very generously for it. So Ezra’s family all hear about the story and stay in the look out for another door, just in case.
Years pass, and Ezra’s family gets a little smaller, and starting wishing for a door to show up.
Because resurrection is possible, but expensive and bringing three people back is impossibly costly without extreme circumstances.
So Ezra feels extremely lucky the day he finally finds a door again, with family in his apartment where they wait behind after Ezra grabs a few things while Temps holds the door.
He is now in better control of his powers and Milliways massive history doesn’t overload him anymore.
Ezra looks around the bar, sits on a table with a nice view and observes.
Is anyone here that could want and deserve magic?
However when he walks out and tells about the experience, the true nature of the place is eventually revealed, furthermore he discovers that the Traders are very interested in using the unique location to seed magic to other worlds and they pay very generously for it. So Ezra’s family all hear about the story and stay in the look out for another door, just in case.
Years pass, and Ezra’s family gets a little smaller, and starting wishing for a door to show up.
Because resurrection is possible, but expensive and bringing three people back is impossibly costly without extreme circumstances.
So Ezra feels extremely lucky the day he finally finds a door again, with family in his apartment where they wait behind after Ezra grabs a few things while Temps holds the door.
He is now in better control of his powers and Milliways massive history doesn’t overload him anymore.
Ezra looks around the bar, sits on a table with a nice view and observes.
Is anyone here that could want and deserve magic?
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"Ah," Temperance says "I think it is the magic, she is new at magehood and her... mana supply should be a little unstable for the next couple of months. Plus, I think the power was pulling her towards all those trinkets."
Temperance closes her eyes for a moment.
"I wouldn't be worried because the power works to keep her safe," Temperance says after the moment "more so when it is fully developed. I don't think she will pass out before that, but she is going to sleep more. Passing out is rare even among non-lucky mages."
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Franklyn is cooking a variant of Chili con carne French-Canadian-Japan-Brazilian fusion style, straight from the 2040's. Classic for the sisters, novel for the Grayson. It should be done in about 30 minutes.
Temperance decides to borrow Ann's book to read about the woods' flora.
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Once she's gotten a plateful she scoots over to Temperance. "D'you find anything interesting there? There're still a few hours left in the day, I can look for interesting stuff for you."
Or, you know, for herself.
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"A lot of interesting things," Temperance says "but nothing urgent and my feet a little tired too," She puts an arm around Lucy "but thank you."
Temperance waits until Franklyn offers her a plate, and it is really good. If they don't have this on their home dimension, Temperance is going to invent it.
"I wonder how good the finding stuff would be," Franklyn speculates "if we tried specific stuff. Like a species of plant that we could use to terraform Mars or something."
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"That sounds like something we can try tomorrow. And we'll have more time tomorrow if we go to bed early."
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Just because they aren't going to walk around a interdimensional forest it doesn't mean they can have some fun before go to bed. Franklyn knows how to make some really good s'mores.
Assuming they don't do anything more interesting they can go to bed and wake up early.
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In the morning Sabrina wakes up with Lucy out of her bag and Lucy's bare feet on her chest.
This is completely normal. She flops Lucy on the ground and gets up to see if she's the first one to wake up.
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Temperance waves at Sabrina while yawning.
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Franklyn rolls over to a more comfortable position oblivious to the conversation.
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She's only mostly joking.
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"Franklyn is the same," Temperance says "both of him and his full-siblings are heavy sleepers. Luckily no one in the family has sleep disorders, despite our biological father being a little insomniac. Do you have any ideas for what to do today?"
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While the two are busy preparing things, something slithers quietly through the forest ground, camouflaging itself dark green.
Suddenly its color changes to bright red, leaps and envelopes Lucy! She will wake up and realize that she is being covered by something... fluffy.
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She doesn't remember bringing anything like this to the forest. She doesn't remember her sisters bringing anything like this to the forest.
But. It feels nice. It has a nice color. It even smells nice.
Food still wins, Lucy gets up and drags herself to Temperance and Sabrina.
"What're you making?" she asks.
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"What the hell is that?" she says instead.
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"I dunno. I woke up with it."
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There's a clear hint of panic in her voice.
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Temperance just stares at the scene.
"I think it is magical...?" she says quietly.
It is, Lucy might not have noticed before but there is an aura of magic around it.
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"Get it off," Sabrina says, her voice level.
Lucy takes a few steps back. "What, no! It's warm and fuzzy."
"Right now. You don't know what kind of magic it has."
The volume of her voice has been rising steadily and at this point she's only seconds away from shouting.
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The red fuzzy thing seems to take being dropped as a sign to rub itself on Lucy's legs. Considering it is like a blanket it is amazing how cat-like it looks.
Temperance manages to touch a piece and hold it gently.
"Weird..." Temperance says "there is... I am not getting everything, but it is supposed to behave like a pet, including loyalty...."
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She's worried and she knows getting Lucy to let go is an uphill battle. She can't even count on Ann as an ally, there's an even change she'd let Lucy do as she pleases.
"Temperance," she says and then pauses. "Help?"
Even she herself isn't sure if she means 'Help me convince her to let it go' or 'Help me make sure it's safe'.
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