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 Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 8:47 pm
It always happened in a blink of an eye. One moment he was walking along the sidewalk, taking an evening stroll... the next he was getting rained down upon. Shun looked up at the murky sky and just let out a sigh. He had crossed over. Cautiously, he looked around to try and spot signs of trouble. From the looks of it, there wasn't really anything nearby. He wasn't sure if that was necessarily a reason to relax, however. There could always be things lurking just out of what he could perceive right now. In any case, he had to decide what he was going to do now that he was here. Finding ways out was always rather unreliable. The detective glanced down at his hands, tilting his head. Maybe he could try... Furrowing his brow, he looked around, then glanced over at a nearby trashcan. Taking in a deep breath, he began to focus on it. He wasn't entirely certain what to try with it. So... he tried to will it to set some of its contents on fire.
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 9:55 pm
Alg had been here a while. Of course a 'while' was relative as there was no real way of tracking time but he at least was confident now that he had a surefire spell to get home, that he wasn't stuck. The older man could explore more confidently knowing he could end up in his home with a few words. Finding Shun was purely coincidence, but the professor had come to believe that there was no coincidence in this place. He'd taken to hovering to keep his shoes and pants from getting wet so there was no true sound when the older man approached with a book tucked under his arm, though at some point his presence could be noted by the faint sound of rain hitting an umbrella that wasn't there - a barrier that hovered above his head, similar but all together different than his husband's own form of protection. Alg didn't want to interrupt so he observed silently to see what Shun was attempting.
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 10:02 pm
Shun was staring very intently at this trashcan. After a little while, there was just a very small tendril of white smoke rising from it, but that wasn't nearly the effect he had been going for. He relaxed a bit, letting out a breath. Shaking his head, he took a step back. It was then that he realized he was being watched, hearing the light patter of rain against something else nearby. Tensing, he turned a little sharply, only to see Algernon standing there. His focus had been so intent on the trashcan, he hadn't realized the older man had approached. "Algernon," he slowly greeted.
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 10:13 pm
"Shun," Alg smiled politely and bobbed his empty hand in greeting. His ankles were crossed where he hovered about a foot above the puddles and rain splash. He didn't lower, less conscious of how it appeared while on this side, and it was much easier for him to manage here. "Starting a bonfire?" He smirked a bit at the light smoke.
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 10:21 pm
Shun stared at Alg for a bit. He knew he could float, but he still didn't necessarily expect to see him like that. It was a bit of an odd thing to see. "Something like that. I appeared here by chance. I figured I may take the opportunity to try and... use magic," he mumbled, "It does not come to me readily."There had to be something more to it than just straight up will. He would have figured his rather stubborn nature would assist him with that.
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2016 7:42 am
"It doesn't come easily to me either. I've- a different way of doing magic than Jeremiah." And he knew his husband was most people's go-to for instruction. He seemed to have an easier time with it. "But it's more than just wanting it to happen," Alg moved closer, though for comfort and to not seem like he was lording over the other man, he sunk to the ground and settled on his feet finally. Above him his barrier drummed with rainfall and seemed to stretch slightly to cover Shun as well. "How are you... summoning the intention of fire?" Alg scratched his cheek. "Are you using a memory trigger or something sensory?" Or was he just simply wanting it?
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2016 8:41 am
Shun watched as Alg touched down onto the rainy pavement, then glanced back over to the trashcan. All he really knew from Jeremiah was that this stuff was powered by will. That was more or less how he worked his little telekinesis trick as well. "Visualizing it burning," he answered before tilting his head, "How is it that you do it, then?"He had also mentally going, burn, burn, burn, burn at first, but he didn't admit that outright.
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2016 11:19 am
"Well um.." Alg scratched a temple, "Fire's not my thing really, more Jeremiah, but a strong sensory connection to a memory or an image, even maybe to something overly familiar that evokes strong feelings in you." The book in Alg's hand was grasped, "My magic comes a bit more from my writing as it's a strong focus of thoughts and concentration for me. Which I'm sure isn't exactly helpful for you but perhaps fires aren't your element?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2016 11:54 am
Shun folded his arms in thought, tilting his head to one side as he considered these things. A strong connection... So it was a bit more complicated than he originally thought. He looked to the book in Alg's hand, slowly nodding. It made sense that an author would find it easier to do magic through writing, he supposed, given what he had just been told. It definitely wasn't something he'd be able to cast by, however. He could barely write normally, let alone try to use that as a sort of focus. "Perhaps it is not. It just happened to be the first thing in mind for how to affect the trash that was not simply lifting it up."Which begged the question of what exactly he did have an affinity for.
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2016 11:47 am
"Why don't you think of something different," Alg adjusted his own glasses lightly, "Something you'd actually enjoy and not just... what's laying around. Not- trash." Alg thought then about what he'd said and questioned if Shun had things he'd enjoyed. He didn't seem big on humor or fun. "Or perhaps something that would be more ultimately utilitarian for your time here." He point up, "Like a barrier or- a weapon." Alg knew he at least liked those.
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2016 1:31 pm
There wasn't much in his immediate surroundings that he liked. Shun enjoyed the night, but that wasn't exactly something tangible that he could use. At least not that he thought. The mention of weapons or barriers had him pull out his folded up pocket knife, tilting his head as he looked it over. He contemplated what he could do with it... or perhaps ways he could somehow replicate it in a way. "What are some things you can do with your writing?" he asked.
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2016 6:47 pm
"Write spells," Alg paused, feeling like it sounded foolish, "For me I need things to make some manner of sense in my mind.. and so I need to find the right words. I'm sure other people can do the same things with thoughts or hand motions or something but.. the words come more naturally to me. I've one that takes me home from here. That's rather convenient..." He sighed briefly, "But some things don't need them. The barrier is just triggered with some memories.. a mental stimulus that triggers sensory memory and ..." It sounded very scientific actually, though it wasn't. He clarified, "I remember the feelings of things strongly and it helps me focus on what I want." He glanced at Shun's knife, "You already have the weapon. Maybe you can affect it? Change it? Maybe focus on how it feels in your hand, the weight, the heft, how you know it behaves when you throw or swing it... and try to change it."
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2016 6:57 pm
A part of Shun was having trouble believing he was having this talk. But... it was all very real and it was necessary as well, for that matter. Algernon's way of casting was intriguing in the least. The need for things such as incantations or hand gestures seemed like something out of a movie. He never thought it was too practical. If a caster took too long, they could probably be interrupted. Looking down at the knife again, he examined it carefully, then unfolded the blade. Change it. There were a few ways to go about that. An idea came to mind. Glancing over at the trashcan next to him, he tilted his head, then began to focus on the pocket knife in his hand. Exhaling slowly, he swung at the side of the metal bin. Given how the blade in hand was just a pocket knife, he should have just bounced right off. Maybe leave a scratch at the most. Instead, he managed to cut into it a bit further. The cut wasn't all that large but... "Well...that is a start, I suppose," he commented, crouching down to check on the damage he had just done.
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2016 10:06 am
"Some of it seems ridiculous.." Alg watched him, watched the small pocket knife cut into the metal of the trashcan and nodded. It wasn't flashy but Shun had clearly affected it in some way. The officer wasn't outwardly glitzy on his own so it made sense his magic would be slightly more understated. "But really, for some people, movie things or harry potter references for example, may actual be operational magic." His brows lifted, "Because they know the words, they know the effect, and they know the operations. With true belief something like that can be real here." Alg chuckled, "Wouldn't mind some sith lightning myself.."
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2016 10:17 am
Shun straightened up and put the knife away for the time being. He slowly nodded to Algernon, recalling some of that. "I suppose I could take some time to try and do some 'homework' back on the other side, but I am not certain how well I would be able to utilize that sort of thing unless I was considerably invested in a particular thing."It felt silly. The idea of him binging through things like anime, sci-fi, and fantasy movies and such for the sake of inspiration for actual magic.
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