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[ A bit of silvery mist is the first thing anyone sees on the broadcast, then the growl of a one of the dog spirits. The Outsider hasn't quite gotten the hang of the Patronus charm yet, but it's fairly effective in getting the creature back enough to then slam it with a blast of wind magic.

His locket is bobbing up and down next to him, recording the whole thing from the side so that viewers can see both the dog being hit by magic and the Outsider (and his rather impassive) face. ]

It would seem that we missed a few of the grave sites.

[ Fear is a strange thing for a being who has seen so much; there's a tingle of it, but he's far more fascinated by it than anything else, at least for now.

The dog has only been knocked back and he lunges forward again; there's an irritated sigh and he pulls out a small, black-bladed knife and slashes at the beast's throat. ]

I'm finding that the alteration of my powers in this world is more and more of a hardship.

((ooc: if anyone else is in or around Caer Scima, feel free to come join him!))

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[ katherine's eyes narrow thoughtfully. he speaks oddly, without the usual fluid stream of consciousness that has come to mar the kids of this particular generation. it reminds her a little of the days where she had some respect given to her as lady katherine. ]

[ loved and worshipped. it's how katherine had felt, a long, long time ago. ]

You make it sound as though you're a god.

Yes.

[ Yes, he does.

He'll let her take the final step and ask. ]

[ she's more inclined to believe no. if one were to ask klaus if he happened to be a god, a slow smirk would grace his lips as he would give the same answer as this man. as far as katherine's concerned, gods are merely beings in stories made up to scare people into obeying someone's ten commandments. if there was any god in her world, they purposefully turned a deaf ear toward her prayers. ]

[ it takes her a few moments to think of whether or not she wishes to laugh or inquire further, eyes narrowing as she tilts her head. if he was greek, she's certain he'd be hitting on her in a bid to bed her. isn't that the crux of zeus' stories? ]

Of?

Many things.

[ When you're the only god in your world, you're the god of everything. ]

The Void. Magic. Chaos. I match the state of my own world, in a sense.

[ magic. that's the one word that sticks out to her. she doubts he's a witch, as they may be born from nature themselves and be able to wield its power as easily as breathing once they practice, but they're not as chaotic as vampires pulling the strings. ]

And what are you when you're here? [ despite her next words, her tone isn't mocking. she narrows her eyes in thought, considering what he's said. ] A fairy? An imp? Nothing at all?

I am.

[ Not fairy, not imp, not human -- but not nothing. ]

I suppose I am still a god, simply... removed from the world I should be watching.

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