[open] voice , a little magic question

[obliviscere]

Type: Voice
Sender ID: obliviscere (Namine)
To: General Public
Subject: About Magic
Warnings: None

Hello, everyone. My name is Naminé and I have a very small question for anyone willing to give an answer.

[ At first her voice starts out pretty small, but as she speaks more she seems more certain of what she wants to ask. ]

I've had some wonderful people offer to help me learn more about magic here. So I'd really like to narrow down what kind to focus on at first. Would anyone be willing to share their experience?

Either with magic they've learned here or what you may know back home! What gave you found to be the most helpful? The thing that's best helped you to protect and help your friends?

Any answer, long or small, is equally appreciated. Thank you so much.

Comments

[obliviscere]

I'll keep my eyes out. Maybe he'll arrive sometime.

[ She pauses for a moment ]

What did this place do to your body?

[beshackled]

[He gives a small, helpless shrug.]

In addition to sealing away some of our magicks, 'twould seem as though our height was also... problematic to this place, I suppose.

I've not been this small since I was a child.

[obliviscere]

[ That makes her look vaguely amused. ] Really? And here I've been thinking you were tall!

[beshackled]

I assure you, I am quite a bit taller normally.

Though I suppose this world did extend one small mercy by shrinking my belongings by the same ratio as it did me. If it had not, I could have made a tent of my robes and had a poppet half my size! 'Twould have been far more difficult to carry it around with me...

[Somehow, her cheer makes the hurt of being changed so sting a little less.]

[obliviscere]

That would have been very inconvenient. It must feel very strange for you to be so small. Unless you just don't notice much because everything is the same size?

[beshackled]

'Tis less noticeable upon the water than upon land, but I fear the experience of waking is often a little disorienting. I adjust little by little throughout the day.

The shape of some of the buildings almost makes me feel big again, given how small the doorways are. And the ceiling heights. If I weren't so nervous around people, I might spend more times indoors, but I... often feel like I am intruding in others' spaces.

[obliviscere]

I'm glad you're adjusting, even if it's just little by little. I guess you could say I am too in a way.

[ What with having an actual body and all. Ah, but what he says last really pings her ]

Has anyone made you feel that way? Or is it just a feeling you get?

[beshackled]

I... Mayhap 'tis a remnant of earlier times. I was... very isolated, in childhood. Most of my life, I have lived in Pandaemonium amongst the warders and keywards, and the creations. I don't really know how to talk to people all that well.

[obliviscere]

I'm sorry to hear that. I was locked up for most of my life too without people to talk to. It's very lonely.

CW So much child abuse here

[beshackled]

It is.

[For a moment, his head dips low. Ever is he one to display the whole of his heart -- for better and for worse.

But he soon snaps out of it, his focus drawing to her instead. Her troubles. Her suffering.]

Why were you locked up, though? Were you...

[His brows draw together, face contorting in worry.]

Did someone do anything to you?

CW So much child abuse here

[obliviscere]

[ She forces a smile because that's what she's used to and what comes most naturally. ]

A group of people wanted to use my abilities. It...they weren't that bad to me. [ The biggest lie ever. ]

[beshackled]

[If a smiles comes naturally to Naminé, a frown comes naturally to Erichthonios.]

Locking a child up and not letting them talk to anyone is bad.

Using that child for their abilities when that child barely understands them is not only bad, 'tis dangerous.

[obliviscere]

I know. To some of them it didn't matter though because they didn't see me as a real person.

[beshackled]

Why in creation would they not see you as a real person?

[Brows drawn together, nose crinkled; his face a display of a combination of confusion and disapproval both.]

[obliviscere]

Ah, that's a tiny bit complicated.

[ and she doesn't really want to bother anyone with her problems ]

It might be a long story to explain?

[beshackled]

...'Tis alright if you don't wish to speak of it here. But know that I disagree with their assessment.

[obliviscere]

Maybe in person it'd be easier to talk about. I don't really want anyone to be able to see it.

But thank you, I don't agree with the assessment either anymore. [ But once...well, it was hard not to occasionally. And sometimes she still thinks about it ]

[beshackled]

...I understand.

[His expression softens, supportive.]

In your own time, then. You need not force yourself if you are uncomfortable.

[obliviscere]

Thank you. I appreciate that. I think...I'll probably need to talk about it someday.

[ After all she is encouraging other people to talk about their issues and past. Makes sense for her to follow that advice sometime. ]

[beshackled]

I shall listen whensoever you need me to.

Have you received any other interesting replies to your question? I can structure our lessons to prioritize what you wish to work on.

[obliviscere]

Thank you

Yes. I think I'm going to go with water magic for now. People say it's really versatile and that maybe I can learn to use my natural abilities in combination with it.

[beshackled]

Well, you certainly shall have enough of it to draw from. 'Tis a good choice for you, I think.

[She'll be less likely to overexert her energies if she can pull from the environs instead.]

[obliviscere]

Thank you! I can't wait to start seeing things and trynig things!