August Event Log

[magicademymods]

August Event Log Speed of Lightning, Roar of Thunder The latest rage in Diatu: portable lightning generators! These little spheres, compact enough to be held in the hand, can launch a miniature bolt of electricity out with flair and pizzazz and surprisingly nonlethal effects. Getting zapped is like getting bit by a horsefly, not much worse. Naturally, all sorts of sports and pastimes have grown up overnight. The new sports of Lightning Tag, Lightningball, and Zap Each Other With Lightning Till Someone Collapses Because We're Tough Guys Dammit routinely break out on campus, while people who think they're funny can't go ten seconds without bolting someone's posterior. So what's your role in this? Eager participant? Sportsman? Buttzapper? Or is your idea totally new and wild? And Break the Laws That They Should Fear A rash of thefts plagues Anastara and the Magicademy both. Nothing huge, nothing heavy -- little things, like food, jewelry, trinkets and knickknacks... because the perpetrators are rats. Large and obviously clever rats, who have somehow wormed their way through defensive enchantments and mundane security both with the fearsome tenacity of their species. Look around at just the right time, and you might spot a rat scrambling for the safety of the caverns, something clutched in its jaws. Maybe something of yours? The Cry Goes Up Both Far and Near Finals draw ever-closer, and right about now students start realizing that maybe they don't understand this or that; maybe they could do with some outside material; maybe a second viewpoint would come in handy. Thus this week brings the Diatu Book Exchange! Outside of the Great Hall, students of all sorts brings books they no longer need and exchange them for books they do. The Book Exchange goes past merely scholarly works, though; time has grown it to encompass books of all sorts, from genre fiction and unlikely stories about seemingly ordinary kids attending an engineering boarding school to comics to philosophical works and more. Come to trade, browse, or lust -- there's something here for everyone! Research on the SUNDERDOG! (Sunderdog!) SUNDERDOG! (Sunderdog!) The research team has learned one important thing: Conflict is the key. The Codification of Sundering is the door. Somehow, of late, something has changed the nature of Sundering magic. They do not know why or how, but the very existence of the concept of Sundering magic now causes summoning anomalies that focus on other worlds, resulting in the transport of the Sundered here. This is, well, bad. The Codifications should not be slipping, not unless something has the power to completely overwhelm the entirety of human thought and will... To test theory more deeply, this month's Research has the Sundered locked in a room with another Sundered, a pair of chairs, and nothing else. The goal is to observe the warp and weft of magic around them with minimal interference from any other source save perhaps each other. So who did you get shut in with, and how long can you just sit and talk without going crazy?

Comments

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Yup. [Jecht waggles the ball at her, winking in a way that better suited someone, like, twenty years younger.] Gotcha!

[healingincantation]

So it's a game, then?

[She doesn't have one of those lightning ball toys, but if this is a game, she should play along... Right?]

What are the rules?

[Although she has a vague notion, already, and starts undoing her braid as she asks that.]

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Naw, if you're not armed it's more of a prank. [Which he cops to without shame, spinning the ball on his palm.] Since you got no shocks to send back this way!

[healingincantation]

Well, you're right about that... But I have a few tricks of my own.

[Her hair's down now, and she flicks it out with the intent of snagging it around Jecht's wrists.]

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Whoa! [Okay, that's a crazy amount of hair, and Jecht hadn't been prepared for her to wield it like a whip. He's quite snagged.]

[healingincantation]

Like I said, tricks of my own.

[She giggles, then walks closer to help him get free.]

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

You know, I could just kick the lightning ball. [Jecht lets the ball roll out of his hand, giving it a flick at the last moment so it arcs up. Rather than kick it, he bumps the ball with his knee, making it spit out a tongue of electricity skyward before it plops into his hands.]

[healingincantation]

[She laughs, though she's definitely being mindful of that lightning ball as she frees his hands.]

You're really good at this kind of thing, huh?

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Well, SOMEONE doesn't watch the school bala-inlota games! [Though Jecht, still grinning, doesn't say that prejudicially.] But hey, gimme a little while and you won't need to, to hear the name of the Great Jecht!

[healingincantation]

The school sport? No, I haven't made it to any games yet. I guess I should start going, though!

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Damn straight you should! You'll never forgive yourself for missing it! [Man, at least the local students go nuts over these games. They get it! What kind of sad lives did the other Sundered lead back home?]

[healingincantation]

Alright, well, I wouldn't want to be mad at myself forever, so I guess I have to see the next game.

[She laughs a bit.]

When is it? I really will come.

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Day after classes end for the week, a little after lunch. Can't miss it for the cheering!

[healingincantation]

I'll be there!

[After a moment, her smile fades a little with a sigh, as she looks down at her hair.]

I'd better get to work braiding this back up.

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

That's... a lot of hair. [Putting it mildly. Jecht rubs at the back of his neck, wondering how to ask what the heck is up with that.]

[healingincantation]

Yeah, I know. [A sheepish and somewhat awkward laugh.] It's how I've always kept it.

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

I'll give you credit there, it's way more work than I'd ever wanna put in!

[healingincantation]

Oh, it's not so bad, really. But, um, thanks?

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Usin' it like a weapon or a tool is pretty awesome, too. What other tricks you got hidden up your sleeve?

[healingincantation]

[Tricks with her hair? Oh dear.]

Oh, no, that's it - no other tricks with my hair.

I can do some other things, though.

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Oh yeah? Whatcha got?

[Really, hair like that and she only had the one trick?]