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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! |
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A fact that was better illustrated by the way she looked over his notebook, brow furrowed. "'Tis true that I am no great talent in Fantastics, but..." She beckoned Aaron closer, pointing a well-manicured finger at his notations. "The diagram is nearly correct, but you have misallocated a number here, and so it should be more like so." She rubbed out the offending number with a bit of rubber, checking her work while she transcribed the proper sum with a graphite stick.
"It will be a bit wider. Like this." She traced the diagram through the air with her own fan, but did not speak the accompanying equation, so the spell didn't go off. "Too hasty. With Modification, it always pays to double- and triple-check your math. Precision is important, here."
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"Oh, I see - I remember being unsure about that part." He watched her fix it, then watched her trace the diagram in the air. It was his turn to write: he wrote a small note next to the diagram and documented what part should be a little bit wider. As he did this, he spoke. "I know - I'm just not very good at it." That was a lie, he just didn't apply himself quite as hard in the subject. Why bother when he had a friend who could help him?
"So like this?" He traced the diagram also without the equation, just to have her make sure he was doing it right. She may adjust what he was tracing a little to correct him, but once he managed to trace it without an issue he would take a breath to gather himself. "Okay, let's give this another try." Purble seemed to be a little unsure and Aaron set the platypus on a table next to him and Yotsuyu. Aaron took a moment to straighten out Purble's little shirt before turning and trying to cast what he'd been working on, aiming it towards himself.
It almost worked - he got the flourish he was looking for, but at the cost of what he was wearing turning a garish pink. Aaron looked down at himself and dropped his arms as he started to laugh. "It looks like I focused so hard on the Modification I forgot to do the Fantastics right." He calmed down to a toothy grin, looking at Yotsuyu. "I promise I'm just rusty and not actually this bad."
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And everything went so well--she rested her fingers on Purble's back, giving the platypus an affectionate pet--until Aaron's clothing turned pink. She stepped back in shock, eyes going wide.
"Dear Twelve, that's...that's abhorrent. Eye-searing!" Pink wasn't a terrible color, as things went, but that image was burnt into her retinas, perhaps for all time. "No, no, darling, I didn't think you were that bad, but I can see how you were concentrating very hard on Modification. I've not the best grasp of Fantastics to tell you where you went wrong there, however. I am sorry."
Probably another thing Aaron never thought he'd hear out of Yotsuyu's mouth.
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The apology did make Aaron stop, confused for a moment. He had been expecting maybe a little snarky poke or a quip of some sort. The apology was certainly something new since the last time he'd been here. His confusion turned into a very proud smile. "It's okay, I have an idea of what went wrong that time. Just focused a little bit too much on the Modification this time. I think I'll get it if I try again." It was a lovely surprise to hear her empathize, and he was glad she'd grown while he was away. He was genuinely proud of her. He would have hugged her, but she was pretty anti-that before, so he didn't.
"Do you think I should give it another go? Like, try 98 should turn out okay, right?" Really, it was much higher than that, but of all of these tries this hot pink fiasco was the first different thing to happen. His accuracy may have been off, but his precision was on point at least.
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"Yes, we fixed the equation, so I cannot see why that part is not going to be effective. I shall watch carefully, at least, with the Fantastics part." It certainly couldn't hurt to be attentive--she'd been doing quite all right in the class so far, but paying attention surely couldn't go amiss.
"Yes, I do think you should! Practice makes perfect, after all."
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"Okay. The fantastics aren't too bad for this one, it's just a bit picky." He kinda went into depth a little bit about the explanation, explaining what he was wanting to do and how it'd kinda fit in with what he was doing.
"So here we go..." He cast it again, and with a flourish his clothes changed form his awkward robes into a casual suit type outfit, with certain liberties taken to accommodate his wings. The overall color scheme was a simple pastel pink with white, looking quite dashing on him despite his messy hair. This was definitely obviously way more formal that Yotsuyu probably even imagined him ever looking. He was excited as he looked up to Yotsuyu. "Look at this!" He sort of presented himself to her.
He waits a moment then looks to her with a big smile. "Your turn, maybe? Do you have any questions or anything about the fantastics part? You could say I'm a bit fantastic myself..." Eh? Eh?