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September Event Log
Of course, the potential for mayhem is pretty high in practice. Shrinking clothes, accidentally creating a scarf 250 feet long... Professor Trammel has loaned them his familiar, a top hat named Decorum, so it is on hand to quickly deploy wide black censor bars in the event a mishap leaves you perhaps offering more in the way of an Anatomy of the Sundered class than you might expect. But if you work hard and give it your all, you might come out of this looking good indeed!
The theory is simple: Suspend an Intimation effect within the ward's construction, then make the ward manifold-responsive -- or in other terms, capable of shifting its focus from one danger to another. The Intimation spell predicts the damage and preemptively shifts the ward to full effect. Simple! Enjoy testing them. Since it involves hurling some things at each other. What better way to test a ward than practically?
Now, mess up the Sundering spell and you could end up discharging a large volume of water or stone or pudding out of midair at a terribly inopportune time. But don't worry! Several groundskeeping golems are on-hand to help with the inevitable messes. Also Professor Trammel knows how to clean clothing. You might need that help.
"And it will be the third Metacurriculum! Wizardkind everywhere will develop and master these powers that I have paved the way for! AND THEY CALLED ME MAD!" she yells to the sky, before flinging her hands wide and laughing maniacally. So! You get to start very basic: Modifying a spell to last longer. Pick your favorite spell, any spell, and cast it. While its magical energies still exist in the pattern your will has imposed on them, Modify them. A simple equation. Add 1 to them. Multiply them by 2. Whatever works for you. You don't get much more instruction than that, says the Headmaster, because you have to figure out how to make it work for yourself. More than most magic, this depends entirely on your will and your determination. Everything else is just trappings -- take what you want from the foci of Modification, that will help, but find your own path forward. And unlike every other lesson, this one is utterly safe. At the first sign of a spell getting out of control or going haywire, Headmaster Birony squelches it like a bug beneath her heel. Not even literally, for a pleasant change! |
SPIKES OF FURY!!!
"Ah, Seto, I think you went a little overboard!" She sounds more amused than annoyed, though, when it comes down to it. "Not sure what I can do, but do you want a hand?"
At least with her bracelet, she might be able to wrangle the belts, a little bit.
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Kaiba is attempting to wriggle free but not really making much headway into this belt cloud. It's unfortunate. He's been here for a while, apparently, because his voice is hoarse and he manages to croak out one word he rarely uses.
"Please."
He blasts a hole through for only a moment, sending a rope through it. At least that will tell her where he is in relation to the mess while he tries to banish them.
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"Okay, I'm coming in!" At least she's used to the way these projectiles seem to be moving--like a sparring partner, almost. Good, Isabel thinks to herself. It's been a while since she had a good workout. As the belts lash out at her, she moves to block their strikes with her fists and forearms and kick back with her feet. It's just like being home, sparring with her father or Sifu Nhairis. She's not really doing anything magical--or perhaps not consciously, but hopefully by weakening them, Seto will have an easier time subduing all this rogue leather...
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He finally wriggles his legs free, gets them under him, and stumbles toward her, looking worse for the wear but relieved to see her.
"So that's the key? Distract them?
There's not much he can do with his hands bound but he manages a small spark of lightning, loosening them a little. He pulls.
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There might be something of a dance in her movements, considering the way she fights. Sweeping movements, mostly with her legs--they're a bit better equipped to take the blows from the belts, between the muscles themselves and the fact that there's more area there. She might have some welts, but Isabel never cared about that sort of thing--and there's a lesson there, too.
"Makes me wish I actually had a weapon," Isabel said, irrepressibly cheerful. "Probably could snap those right off of you!" She was tempted to try to use the force whip as a bullwhip, but she was unwieldy at best with such a thing, and actually harming Seto? That was right out.