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eachdraidh2014-07-29 02:04 pm
noirant) wrote in eachdraidh2014-07-29 02:04 pm
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[ Politics and wars are one thing, but magic is quite another; some thirsts aren't slaked so easily by squabbling imps and gaudy fabric. Knowledge is power, and power is every wizard's disease.
Felix is far more rumpled than he'd like, and that hair won't unfrizz any time soon, but the words come calm as day: ]
It seems we've all been busy, so I suppose I ought to be brief.
Magic. If you'll indulge the melodramatic imagery, it's as myriad as a hydra's necks, and almost twice as difficult to pin down. Any sort of rigorous survey seems better left for days without a pounding headache. Perhaps instead, we might just speak.
Tell me what you know about magic. Stories, facts, vicious gossip if you're so disposed. Magic brought us each here, so let us be kind guests and oblige it the conversation.
[ He flashes a wide, tired smile. ]
Unfamiliarity is quite acceptable. I'd just like to hear it from you.
Felix is far more rumpled than he'd like, and that hair won't unfrizz any time soon, but the words come calm as day: ]
It seems we've all been busy, so I suppose I ought to be brief.
Magic. If you'll indulge the melodramatic imagery, it's as myriad as a hydra's necks, and almost twice as difficult to pin down. Any sort of rigorous survey seems better left for days without a pounding headache. Perhaps instead, we might just speak.
Tell me what you know about magic. Stories, facts, vicious gossip if you're so disposed. Magic brought us each here, so let us be kind guests and oblige it the conversation.
[ He flashes a wide, tired smile. ]
Unfamiliarity is quite acceptable. I'd just like to hear it from you.
[ Video ]
He pulls a smile likewise, also small - bit of a twist here and there throughout his face out of sheepishness and a sort of wry and self-directed unspecific humor, dips his head a little, brow knits a tad when his voice comes back up.]
-- You honor me, my lord; I've done nothing but -- occupy your time. [In a spirit to match what's fueling his look; hopefully that's both sufficiently sincere and sufficiently politely-conversational rather than overdone as far as expression of self-deprecation can be. A straighter nod.] But thank you.