aмelιa ღ ѕтeιnвecĸ (
recluserose) wrote in
sweethymns2011-08-19 11:26 pm
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recluserose,
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[It was another night in the town of Blackgale, with no moon in sight to set the dark sky aglow amid the blanket of stars. The lack of moonlight, however, was not stopping the local (and only) witch, Amelia Steinbeck, from doing a much needed patrol for this particular night. After all, when a demon from the darkest realm from who knows where comes to ones doorstep with the intention of murder, there's probably others lurking around.
That wasn't going to do, not at all.
Of course, she had to be at school soon for an early morning meeting... But hey, it's high school and she was always on time no matter what, thanks to magic. And thus, Amelia began to wander around in the streets, with a green flame flickering in one hand-- only visible to her, other magic users, and a magnet for more demons.
Come at her bros.]
That wasn't going to do, not at all.
Of course, she had to be at school soon for an early morning meeting... But hey, it's high school and she was always on time no matter what, thanks to magic. And thus, Amelia began to wander around in the streets, with a green flame flickering in one hand-- only visible to her, other magic users, and a magnet for more demons.
Come at her bros.]

MORE SHENANIGANS
There's a lot for her to think about. This Jacob Randall was a good person and here she was associating with someone who obviously... Well, NOT a good person. Probably the least eloquent way to put it. But she's not trying to get involved in anything. And she has no direct reason to dislike Warren since it frankly wasn't her business and... didn't she say she liked him? Maybe that was too soon. She sighs as she goes into her bedroom and rearranges some of her notes that she had lying around including some of the books she took out of Warren's library. Dusky is resting in the bedding provided for her looking... Under the weather. Amelia frowns as she examines the kitten.]
Dusky... Are you all right? You're usually more energetic than this. Is it the side effects of traveling...?
No... No, Miss Amelia, I'm all right. Just tired. And a little dizzy... I'm not sure why either! But I'll just sleep. When I wake up can we go walkin' around town again?
... Maybe. Get some rest.
[There's this nagging feeling in the back of her head as she talks to the kitten, but there's nothing to do for now.
She wonders if Warren's already back or if he's still out and about. He did say he would be back in a few hours and she had been outside for a while herself.]
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Sooner or later, delicious smells are going to be wafting their way up ]
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Huh.]
I had... no idea you knew how to cook.
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How did your errands go?
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Any questions?
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[She pauses looking as if she wants to ask something, but also wanting to decide against it-- Ah, what the hell]
Well, there is one. Are there any objects called 'Catalysts' in this world?
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There's very few effective items that can be true Catalysts. The most sought after are the ones that can last the longest and bring the magic stored within it to its highest potential.
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But it's not a solid method. Like I mentioned, magic sometimes escapes the object and overpowers it making it useless. And even if you were to use one with the intent of creating potent magic to take for yourself, it's a waiting game never mind that you have all the time in the world compared to normal humans.
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[Obviously there's something. Crossing her arms and turning around]
I only have books that talk about the subject, not about how to make one.
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Your specialization... You mentioned you could disintegrate things. I also remember you knocked back that demon with your magic...?
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And that was your choice?
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