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? |
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Better. [Smiling genuinely. It wasn't as if he was trying to brag, so much as give her hope in case she did get to return. Being reunited with everyone who had gone before him had been a great source of elation and comfort for the pharaoh. That was why sometimes he found it difficult to explain to Yugi and Kaiba that he wouldn't mind returning at some point. They seemed to think of it unfavorably. Of course, the longer that Atem remained in Anastara the more attached he was becoming to it. It ... wouldn't be the worst if he lived out some of his days here without a heavy burden to bear.] I.... can well imagine. [Already trying to convince her of the merits of this second chance..] On the surface it must seem daunting but you won't have to go through it alone. [Not this time] ... And.. yes somethings have changed since our time but in some ways it's for the better.
Kisara..... [Listening to her words she just sounded so drained physically and emotionally. He couldn't help himself, he was compelled to reach out to her. Extending an arm he grasped one of her hands with his, giving it a light squeeze] I know that this isn't something you anticipated would happen, nor wanted but I have confidence that in time you will find something redeeming in the experience. Fate- has not always been kind to you but here.... there's a real opportunity for things to be different.
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Perhaps in time she would understand being attached to this place, but for now she's fairly certain that it's a learning curve that she's not too convinced she can really overcome. It's not as simple as what she's used to, a state of simple survival no matter what means were necessary to accomplish that goal...]
There's something to be said about going through things on your own, you learn quickly how to rely on what strengths you may or may not possess. How to work through those to overcome what is in front of you, just in order to survive. But I... guess it wouldn't be terrible to have some help in a far more... compassionate place than before. [The biggest understatement and she honestly knows it, even if she did kind of come face-to-face with a dragon that went from 0 to 100 a little too fast for her liking until the situation was more understandable.
She certainly won't stop him from taking her hand, but it does not stop her from letting out a soft little huff of breath. It's not remotely serious as a bit of a smile is tugging at the corners of her lips as she listens to him.]
You really think so? You honestly give me too much credit, pharaoh, I'm no different than anyone else here in the long run. But.... perhaps there is something to be gained from this place, it certainly does me no good to pine for going back if I end up being here for months, hm?