OPEN RP POST⇒ STARRY STARRY NIGHT

[recluserose]

You are in the town of Blackgale, specifically within the town's pride and joy, The Blackgale Rose Garden. Tonight the garden is basking in the soft glow from the full moon and stars, making the hundreds of white roses look especially luminescent.

This garden, however, is far from an ordinary garden.

That's sort of hard to miss when little bright pearls of starlight start falling from the sky like snow and disappearing once they hit the grass and flowers. Fancy a romantic date? A casual nighttime stroll? It's all up to you. Doesn't matter who you are or where you're from.

Oh yeah, and someone has magically set up a music player somewhere playing this song.

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[spellbent]

World hopping. It seemed like a good enough place as any.

[recluserose]

... I see. [Okay, now that just sounds like something her teacher does and she is on her guard.]

Pleased to make your acquaintance then. I'm Amelia Steinbeck.

[spellbent]

Warren West.

... You seem awful calm about my just... showing up.

[recluserose]

Do I honestly look like someone who would fly off the handle at the slightest thing?

[spellbent]

I've never been one to judge. [ lies. ]

[recluserose]

In all honesty, I don't believe you Mr. West.

[spellbent]

No? Is that one of your talents, or are you just guessing?

[recluserose]

How about I say that I'm talented at making good guesses?

[The falling starlight slowly ceases to fall, but the song continues to play, albeit at a lower volume]

What brings you town?

[spellbent]

An angry fire elemental in my basement, actually.

[recluserose]

... No, really, I'm serious.

[spellbent]

So am I.

[recluserose]

[Sighs.] Fine, fine.

[spellbent]

You still don't believe me, do you?

[recluserose]

It sounds ridiculous, but I'll try to mask my disbelief for the most part. There's usually no reason for another magic user to appear in this town seeing as I'm the only witch here.

[spellbent]

I picked it at random, to be honest. [ he looks around, frowning slightly ] I didn't exactly have the time to do much picking and choosing.

Do the people who live here know you're a witch?

[recluserose]

Nope. My status as one is not something I can tell a normal person freely.

[spellbent]

You can't or won't?

[recluserose]

'Can't' is more like it. It's sort of an unofficial thing, but there's a group called the Magicians Guild that oversees most of the activities of other witches and wizards in this world. The top priority is making sure the magic world keep to themselves.

[spellbent]

Mm. We have a similar set of rules at home.

Interesting.

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[recluserose]

... Well, this conversation is taking a while. [Points and a some green magic energy sparks from her finger--]

[recluserose]

[And suddenly, there is an elegant black table with equally elegant chairs-- with a freshly brewed pot of tea and some pastries to go along with it.]

I think some tea would make this more comfortable. It is nighttime after all and it does get chilly. [Seating herself first.]

[spellbent]

[ He actually stares for a moment, then laughs ] Now that is handy.

[recluserose]

Help yourself. [Already pouring some tea into both cups and taking a sip from her own]

[spellbent]

[ He takes a seat, sipping his tea thought fully ] Is that how it works, then? You just point and whatever you want to happen... happens?

[recluserose]

That's the gist of it. It's very a liberal use of magic isn't it?