Video - Seelie/Unseelie

[teenyoda]

[He might have thought to lock it if he hadn't been so excited with his news.]

Oh my god! Okay, okay. So maybe this place isn't so bad. I got magic. That's apparently my gifty boon thing for getting my ass handed to me by the invading hoard.

[He pauses, blinking and grinning down at the locket.]

I'm actually living a video game now. I feel like I just leveled up. Now all I need's a familiar. But look. Look!

[He waves around a staff, then points the locket at the books that had arrived with the staff, symbols emblazoned on them and looking exactly like what they were; spell books.]

Dude, I'm a freaking magician. Wizard? Sorcerer? I don't really know yet, but I can do stuff. See?

[He'd already poured through part of a book and had memorized one incantation. He repeated it, the tip of his staff glowing before the comforter on his bed caught fire.]

Oh... uh, no. No, shit. No, wait I didn't, hey! Hey! Stop. Finito! FLAME OFF! FLAME! OFF!

[He drops the locket and the staff and goes to pull the comforter off to toss in the fireplace. Have fun watching that debacle.]

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[unclebob]

Terminator.

[He corrects, not one really to understand the purpose of nicknames.]

And where will this practice take place?

[Preferably away from as many flammable objects as possible.]

[teenyoda]

Right, Termina-- wait, seriously? Your name is Terminator? That's not a name. That's an occupation.

[Why did he always get the weird ones.]

I... don't know yet. I just got these so I haven't exactly gone on a tour-de-castle to see if there's a place I can practice without blowing stuff up.

[unclebob]

A Terminator is what I am.

[He shrugs. A name is a name to him, merely something that lets people know who he is.]

If you would prefer to call me something different, some here are calling me Angahtar.

[Terminator frowns a touch.]

I suggest somewhere outside. Power like this should be handled carefully.

[teenyoda]

Angah-- Who the hell have you been hanging out with. It's Robby. I'm calling you Robby. Robby the Roboman. There. You have a name now.

[He sees the frown and he rolls his eyes.]

Probably, yeah, but if this place has a library with magic books in it and stuff, which I hear it does, maybe it has like... magic workshops. Places that are warded against anything getting out of it?

[And if it didn't, it should.]

[unclebob]

[This is what happens when you let elves name people.]

As you wish.

[As long as Terminator knows that the name refers to him, he'll generally consent to being called anything.]

They have much power as they have shown. Such a place must exist.

[teenyoda]

[Clearly elves were weird.]

Right. So... maybe there's a workshop or a room around here I can turn into one. Maybe I'll ask someone about it.

[More likely he'd go snoop until he found one.]

[unclebob]

I would not attempt to use magic until you do find one.

[Don't make the cyborg worry, Stiles. He will track you down if you do.]

[teenyoda]

... I'll keep that in mind.

[Yeah, he was still going to try to use it. Just maybe not the fire one.]