thebastion | Day 134(+135?)

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Day 134(+135?) | Dry Lightning

Who: Tris, Briar, Rosethorn, and EVERYONE IN BASTION. Yes. All of you. Including the dragon. They will find you c:
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Where: All over the bastion. There will be a note on the monument, then Tris/Briar/Rosethorn may just come find your character (If that is all right-)
When: Day 134, (135 if needed-)
What: After the events of that gathering and the arrival of one of their teachers, the Winding Circle mages think everyone needs to meditate. Its a good idea. It will help. Really. And no, they don't plan on giving much of a choice.
Format: Will match!
Warnings: Will edit if any are needed!

It starts with a plate of cookies (The ones Tris pretty much always makes), and a piece of paper stuck out by the monument. The paper shows a figure, with an upset face and leaking lines of some sort, then the figure settled in a circle in what should be a fairly standard meditation seat, then the figure again, although this time with a smile and no leaking lines. Completely clear, right?

It gets a little more vague. This looks like the shape of the Bastion, with a bunch of figures in it. One even looks like a dragon. The figures are all inside a circle right after that. Is that clear? No?

Well, there are three mages looking to talk to the residents of the Bastion today. Tris, Briar, or Rosethorn can explain. And they intend to explain to everyone why its a good idea.

(OOC: You can : Pick a location and a mage (in the headline) if you prefer one, or just a location and whoever is on will jump at you.

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And your .. powers, are with fire, aren't they?

[ That could be a lot like using a great deal of magic, to Tris's experience. She taps one arm lightly. ]

I've given magical power to others before. How do you fare with volcanic heat? Its not the same as fire, true, but it burns anyway.

Mhm...

[Rin nods, huddling in on herself. Even with the blankets on her legs, being out from under them made her feel unnaturally cold.]

Uhm... I'unno. Might be hot enough? My flames run pretty high...

I've used it to help someone shape glass, so it ought to be.

[ Tris looks about, tugging the cloth over her mass of braids off before pulling a chair closer. Chime takes the cloth and flies over to sit on the end of the bed, as Tris finds a braid with a black tie at the end and undoes less than an inch of it.

The palm of that hand radiates heat now, and she carefully holds her hand out. ]

In terms of heat, how does this seem to you?

[ Make sure its good before she offers more, that's what this is. ]

[Rin forces herself up a little more, groaning against the ache in her bones. From the outside she was exhibiting a lot of flu-like symptoms, but internally it was more like her inner fire was only burning at half strength.

Reaching a tentative hand out, she let her fingers linger over the heat.]

Lot warmer than I feel right now.

I suppose you don't usually feel your own flames, then.

[ Tris takes her glasses off, and stares at Rin a bit. The faint silver sheen to the girl looks worse than usual, and as she concentrates, that internal glow that she'd focused on before looks... a bit pathetic at the moment. ]

The way your magic looks is just plain different, so I don't know if anything I am about to say will make sense to you. When you draw on your fire, you let some of it out, right? Instead of drawing on the fire inside you, I want you to try to draw on the fire under your hand. It might feel like a coil.

Not really. I always feel warm, even when it's cold out. When that... stuff fell on me, though, it was like somethin' was squeezin' my heart.

[Yeah that inner fire of hers looks about as good as she feels right now.]

Uhm...

[Wow this is reminding her a lot of her training with Shura. But she did manage to light the candles the way Shura wanted her to, eventually. Right. Okay. She can do this.

She hopes.]

O-okay...

[ Tris has a hold of the power as well, and will help Rin draw it in if.. drawing it in actually works. If it doesn't, then this probably won't work out. ]

That sounds like this might help. A little, at least. Your flames are tied into you a little more than this is tied into me.

[ At 'this' she shifts the fingers on the hand holds the volcanic heat. ]

You can try to imagine it like catching the fire with an end of a stick, or candle. Collect what is under your hand, and bring it in.

I was kinda born with it...

[Not that she knew that for fifteen years.

There's another nod, and she lets out a pent up breath before pulling in another one. Out, and in, slow, even breaths. That's what Bon did, and she was trying to do the same even though she had very little practice with it.

Slowly the heat starts to come towards her hand, actually turning in to small, curling flames, orange at the base but becoming blue as they get closer to her palm.]

[ Tris was about to reply, but well, she's doing meditative breathing now. That's a good sign, but its less of a good sign how uneasily she started.

Definitely something that will be worked on.

She waits until the flames are mostly, if not completely, in Rin's hand before she says anything. ]

That's usually how it is, at least with the magic home. Whether anyone realizes what you have is magic or not, that's up in the air.

[She has picked up a few things from Bon. She's just not that good with what she has learned yet.

The flames curl around her hand, blue fire licking across her skin with no ill effects. She's not completely warmed just yet, but it's getting better and chances are high she'll finally be able to recover over he next couple of days.]

Most people where I'm from don't have anythin' like this. It's a demon thing, more than a human thing. But humans can used tamed and allied demons to have some kinda power. It's just not the "born with it" kind.

... thank you. I wasn't sure if I was gonna be okay after all that.

Most mages are academic - it means they have power inside them, and they use tools and spells to draw it out. Few mages are ambient - they pull power from outside them. I get mine from the weather.

[ Tris doublechecks that the braid is tied off snugly. ]

A lot of academic mages don't acknowledge the existence of the ambient mages. My family thought I was possessed, or cursed. I suppose hail indoors might look like that.

[ Tris waves a hand. ]

No problem. I did something much more silly than being in a wrong place at the wrong time, and ended up draining myself, more or less. I could help, and it lets me get to my point in being here.

[Rin listened, even if she didn't completely understand it. "Magic" as Tris knew it wasn't present in Rin's world, and though she had called the demon's flames by the same name as far as Rin knew it that wasn't really the case.

But she wasn't about to argue it either because what the hell else do you call a demon's power?]

Lotta people thought there was somethin' wrong with me, too, growin' up. I didn't have the flames but I was still stronger than I should've been and I never got sick. People were... afraid of me.

[And she was alone, and angry, and hated every second of it but couldn't change her situation no matter how hard she tried to be that "gentler person" Shiro wanted her to be.

But she didn't want to dwell on that right now now.]

Your point?

Until I turned 11, no one even considered that bulling the fat girl was why the weather turned weird. Even now, people are afraid of the girl with weather in her hair. Even if I pull hurricanes off of fishing fleets.

[ She settles her glasses on her nose, and studies Rin. ]

I know that its different magics, different powers, different worlds. But meditation can really help with control. Its the first thing the four of us were taught, and if you're worried about going out of control through meditation, one of our teachers is here. If her circles can't keep everything in, then mine can. Even if you don't call it magic, another teacher said it was worth it anyway, due to simply being alive.

... And we're getting the whole of Bastion in on it as well.

Heh. I've saved entirely cities before and people are still afraid of me. I guess that's just how it's gonna be, yeah?

[The mention of meditation makes her frown, but not as much as Tris might have expected. Three months ago, it would have been a different story, but recent happenings have pushed her in to realizing her own limitations to a painful degree.]

... okay.

I suppose it is.

[ Tris plans on learning the other style of magic so she can avoid it, but that’s not here or now. Or, perhaps, even possible anymore.

The easy answer makes her eyebrows go up a little. She'd been expecting more of a fight. ]

I'd like to start with the style of meditation that is familiar to me and my family. All that you really need to remember is the breathing from whatever it is you've done before. If you're worried about control, I can set up barriers that will keep earthquakes from leaking out, I'm sure we can keep any extra fire from running away. One of us will be setting a circle up anyway.

[Yeah Rin has been... put through the emotional and physical ringer the past three months. And anything is better than Shura's training.

Anything.]

Ain't gonna make any promises on how well this'll go, but... I'll try it.

[Feeling a little better now, she sat up more, letting the blankets fall to her lap.]

... and uhm. Thanks. Again. For helpin' me, and... actually talkin' to me about this.

[ Eventually Tris will ask about what sort of training Rin had. And then Rin will find out how many different ways Tris has learned how to swear from Briar. ]

We have plenty of time. I'm never going to expect instant results.

[ Tris waves away Rin's thanks a little. ]

Its no trouble to me. Helping all of you who actually go out on the Skyway seems to be most of what I can do without... scaring people. Talking is fairly easy.

[The problem with not being what anyone ever expected to happen is that no one ever expected her to exist let alone live long enough to make it to fifteen and demand to be trained as an exorcist.

So really 90% of her training is whatever shit they could figure out might maybe work.

Spoilers: most of it doesn't.]

Well... y'don't scare me, for whatever it's worth.

[ Tris will be sitting here with a wry smile for a bit. ]

I haven't done anything other than provide a few clouds and some heat for you. But thanks.

I'm a half demon exorcist in trainin'. Whatever you could do that some one might think is "scary", I bet you a hundred shards I've seen somethin' way, way worse.

[Rin matches Tris' wry smile with a much warmer one of her own, though beneath it was a good deal of her own masked pain and sorrow.]

I grew up without friends, too. I hate bein' alone. Like hell I'm ever gonna put some one else through that kinda pain, especially some one I already consider a friend.

I don't know if I want to try taking you up on that, because I am fairly certain some things are scarier from eleven year old girls than... demons. Or if I should sit here, comfortable in the idea that most non-mages, and even a few mages, of my world are a bit stupid.

[ The way she says 'demons', its clearly just stories and other people's superstition. Worlds, man. ]

... Yes, being alone is... the worst.

[ There's a reason she took in a four year old.

... She hadn't meant to think of Glaki and Little Bear.

So here is a startled look when she registers that about being friends. ]

Well. That may be the record for fastest friend yet.

Honestly if they're thinkin' you're scary before they even get to know you, they're the dumb ones.

[Because that was how it had been for Rin.]

And they're missin' out, really.

[Rin is aware that they're pretty much myths in other worlds, but it doesn't bother her in the least because guess what she thought before the truth was revealed to her.

It doesn't offend her in the least.]

. . . eh? Record?

Probably. Doesn't stop a lot of adults, sadly.

[ Rin gets a slightly startled, much less sharp smile for that comment, before it turns a little wry. ]

I've talked to you... twice? And you're already calling me friend. It took me months to get along with Briar - and we're foster siblings. I taught him how to read. Never mind my other two siblings.

No, not really...

[Rin had that problem even when she was little...]

... oh. Well... I don't see any reason to not be friends, right? Unless you don't wanna be friends.

It just means you have to deal with my sharp tongue.

Day 134(+135?) | Dry Lightning

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