Private Post ⇒ recluserose, spellbent

[recluserose]

[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.]

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[spellbent]

... And what does one do with stored magic?

[recluserose]

It's taken of course. Absorb it into the body and your magical power increases. How much it increases depends on how long it's been in a Catalyst.

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.

[spellbent]

Interesting. I don't suppose you have any books on the subject?

[recluserose]

Not at the moment no.

[spellbent]

In general, though, do you?

[recluserose]

[She gives him a look]

[spellbent]

What?

[recluserose]

Nothing.

[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.

[spellbent]

That's a shame. I would've liked to see if the effect could somehow be replicated with my own magic.

[recluserose]

[She rolls her eyes. And she remembers Jacob's magic, how it wasn't destructive-- it laid creatures to rest, but it never hurt them it seemed]

Your specialization... You mentioned you could disintegrate things. I also remember you knocked back that demon with your magic...?

[spellbent]

Yes. I specialize in destructive magic. If you can think of a way to break something, I can probably do it.

[recluserose]

... [She turns to the side silent a bit clasping her hands together. She opens them to reveal a white flower looking a bit lost in thought]

And that was your choice?

[spellbent]

It's useful.

[recluserose]

[Crushing the flower in her fist sighing]

You must have led a color full life then with that kind of magic.

[spellbent]

You don't know the half of it.

[recluserose]

Oh? Care to tell me about a small snippet from said colorful life?

[spellbent]

I would prefer not to scare you off, if I can help it.

[recluserose]

I don't think I'd be here if I was that faint of heart.

[spellbent]

[ he gives her along, appraising look, before sliding her a plate of food and moving across the kitchen to retrieve his own dinner ]

I assume you know who Al Capone is?

[recluserose]

Of course-- one of the most notable American gangsters in history. I remember my parents talking about him when I was a child.

[spellbent]

My mentor and I used to run in his more... exclusive circles.

[recluserose]

[Om nom food--... O-Oh]

... You actually knew him? And he knew about wizards? God forbid... [There's a mix of fascination and KIND OF UNSURE expression on her face]

[spellbent]

[ He sits down across from her and shrugs ] I never knew him personally, no. I was barely in my twenties at the time. James dealt with him and his subordinates the most.

[ He smirks a little ] You'd be surprised what the criminal underworld knows that most normal people don't.

[recluserose]

I never had the pleasure of consorting with criminals myself. Other magical creatures like succubi and vampires tend to I believe, but they actually help conceal our secrets and they keep them from dipping into our side.

Were the inclusion of wizards part of the reason why Capone was successful?

[spellbent]

I won't say no, but I won't say yes either. He was a clever man on his own.