209 :: Open | BACKDATED -> CURRENT

[notduchess]

Who: Duke, Anyone
Open: Open
When: day 209 -> 212
Where: Hospital
What: Duke is coughing again, and not happy about it
Format: I'll follow
Warnings: Angry sick people, coughing up gunk (Guess who got bronchitis-)


Duke hadn't gone back to the hospital right off the bat when the cough stuck around because talking was still uncomfortable and lots of things triggered coughing fits. Cleaning the apartment had, simple exercises in the training hall had, spicy food had. The knight had simply increased fluid intake and gone after fruits more and hoped it was just irritation from the plague and all of that coughing.

Coughing and stabbing pain, that was alarming. Particularly when the coughing produced an handful of ... yellow goo. Yeah, after scrubbing that off, its time to gather up a bundle of shards and head past the monument. If there's no one around, Duke will try to get a book before heading toward the hospital and ... camping there until the knight figures out what's wrong this time.

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Any later date, Duke is pouring over books. And grouchy. Breathing is a pain in the ass, and this time the knight is aware for all of it.

Comments

[freedom_engineer]

"Corsicans were originally a colony of the Elerian empire," Colin says, his voice easily slipping into a light lecture mode. "The language is its own dialect, tempered after about a century and a half of independence. It's descended from a Draconic tongue, though as Paar proves, not all Dragon languages are the same either..."

Colin grabs a chair and pulls it closer to the bed, sitting down on it. "And unfortunately, I'm not really a big student on what magic looks like," he says. "When it's performed, or how its scribing looks. I've got a couple of books in here somewhere, but... even if it's formulas, it may be useless."

[notduchess]

"If it wasn't for Paar, I wouldn't have thought dragons had a language." Duke admits, before pausing. "No, they clearly have something to 'talk' at one another but it's all scale type monsters home, never really thought it was more than "grrr" for "go away" variations or something."

"I studied it so I didn't always have to rely on other people to do it for me." Because who knew when some mage would end up missing a cue, or get incapacitated, and they'd be left with no one to launch fire. "And because there's something fun about taking a line of math and pushing energy into it and suddenly it looks like its raining meteors." Because that is totally the best mental image.

As for working, Duke closes her book, thinking. "Because the magic might not be the same type, or something like that. I can't do anything like Rosethorn does, but I do know that with the right amount of earth and a bit of water modifiers you can make a rush of thorns, but that's not exactly the same."

WHOOPS! My turn! Jab me on Plurk!

[freedom_engineer]

"Most life has some form of communications, from grunts and growls, to pheromones, to flickering colors, to outright speech," Colin says, nodding. "There are scholars all across the galaxy who devote their lives to understanding such things. ... Vaguely."

Most animals DON'T have much more to say than "Get away from my food."

"And yeah, for as amazing as mysticism is as a field, there are as many branches of it as there are societies," Colin says. "My wife's magic is completely different from my sister's, for example. And my mom's is completely different from BOTH of theirs, and she taught my sister!"

He smirks and gives the book another curious look. "So, has that book given you anything to help you out here?" he asks.