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eachdraidh2014-04-24 08:52 pm
erythristic) wrote in eachdraidh2014-04-24 08:52 pm
1 ✦ voice ✦ unseelie
[it isn't that she doesn't trust those Seelie folk. it's only that she doesn't see the point in associating with them for the time being. time will come to meet them, and she has little down it will be with them on the opposite end of her scythe.
in any case, she believes if people can ask after their friends and loved ones, after transport and expeditions, one more question cannot go amiss. she clears her throat, and the voice that comes out is calm yet stressing words in a somewhat theatrical manner.]
The beauty and fierceness that inhabits this land...oh, the words of the poets struggle to match up to what can be seen, to what exists in every breath. Let one be silent in that instance, and all the better for it to merely experience it all. Bringing such an obvious thing to notice is not my purpose in addressing this device and by extension all of you, however.
Since arriving here, much has intrigued me, from the hows and whys behind our new circumstances to our recent encounters with the worms to the overwhelming presence of magic in this world. The latter, really, has been most attractive to me, especially with the newly opened possibility of being able to wield it myself.
Yet I am not so prideful as to think I can achieve such a thing on my own. To that end, I am wondering if someone out there has the time and inclination to take on a pupil in learning the arts of magic. I can promise you I am a faithful and punctual student, and I would be sincerely in your debt.
in any case, she believes if people can ask after their friends and loved ones, after transport and expeditions, one more question cannot go amiss. she clears her throat, and the voice that comes out is calm yet stressing words in a somewhat theatrical manner.]
The beauty and fierceness that inhabits this land...oh, the words of the poets struggle to match up to what can be seen, to what exists in every breath. Let one be silent in that instance, and all the better for it to merely experience it all. Bringing such an obvious thing to notice is not my purpose in addressing this device and by extension all of you, however.
Since arriving here, much has intrigued me, from the hows and whys behind our new circumstances to our recent encounters with the worms to the overwhelming presence of magic in this world. The latter, really, has been most attractive to me, especially with the newly opened possibility of being able to wield it myself.
Yet I am not so prideful as to think I can achieve such a thing on my own. To that end, I am wondering if someone out there has the time and inclination to take on a pupil in learning the arts of magic. I can promise you I am a faithful and punctual student, and I would be sincerely in your debt.
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I have fought with blades for a long time, learning their grace, how they can become an extension of oneself. Yet whenever I heard stories of magic, in myth and rumour, I found myself fairly longing, wishing that I too could know that power capable of bringing a heart's desire to reality. Now Her Grace has seen fit to give me the chance to, and I do not wish to waste it.
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Back home, swords are considered outdated and magic doesn't exist. Here, that's the sort of mentality that gets you killed.
[ She pauses, wets her lips before continuing. ]
We've already seen that a sword doesn't always work on the creatures here with the worms. I'd rather not rely on one thing when I could have options.
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But Ganondorf seizes a part of Grell's answer.]
Power capable of bringing a heart's desire to reality. Yes. That is the purpose of magic. It is power. Raw power. Some may look at me and see me as an unmovable mountain. But strength is not all. Power comes in many forms, but in magic, it shows its rawest form.
Even you, girl. [He gestures to Ariadne.] Even you have potential to wield great power, regardless of your size. If you have the will to seize it. Not for utility. Not for survival. But to shape your desires and claim all that which you could ever want.
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Whether one's desire is to take that which is denied to them or to strike down their foes, power is essential to attain it. If that power is used to sustain your life in order to continue working towards your true goal, then all the better. [unlike him, she respects Ariadne's words--magic for strength, for protection, would be valuable to someone who does not already know what battle is.]
To know that power, we ask for you to be so kind as to teach us.
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Ariadne, [ she corrects, emboldened slightly by Grell's brand of support but even more so by the will Ganondorf spoke of. She has several other choice words, bristling like a cat; he's much larger than she is, and she can't trust that Grell would back her up if it came down to an actual brawl, but her pride is rather wounded. ] I'm well aware that I can do things despite being short, thanks. I'll thank you not to assume you know that much about me or my desires. Those of us who aren't eight feet tall may prefer subtlety.
[ She takes a deep breath, thinking that's the end of it-- but it isn't. ] I work in a field that men dominate, study in a country that isn't my own, speak a language that isn't my native one because I have the will to do so, to go after what I want. I'm stronger than you think. [ Stronger, she suspects, than even she thinks -- Morla certainly seems to believe so. ]
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But Ariadne was another matter. She was clay. A clay that he thought could be molded into something strong or, if allowed, stay soft and ultimately useless. So he nodded to Grell, making his agreement known. It gave him the time to address the younger girl.]
I come from a vast desert, Ariadne. A bitter and harsh land, where only those with strength and determination survive. You might, perhaps, think that I disparage you for your size or perhaps even your sex. You are mistaken, then. My people, the Gerudo, are a race made wholly in the image of our gods. Every one of them a woman, save for one male born every hundred years. Me. But whilst our neighbors in their fairer lands think women to be weak, my sisters know better. I disparage you, girl, because you are soft. Untested. I see potential in you or I would not waste my breath on you. I would see that potential drawn out. Not only because you wish to be stronger or to simply survive, but because you crave a strength you do not yet know.
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And now you're the one talking about survival instead of power, [ she points out, pride screaming. The temptation to reveal what she had done on the Fischer job is strong, but if this is still a dream, it would be suicide. Even if it isn't, it isn't something she particularly wants everyone to know about. ] What's your definition of 'untested', then?
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Survival is important, but not enough. My people suffered a barren land because they lacked ambition. It made them strong, but never powerful. You are untested because you stand at a precipice. Here, in this world, greatness and power is within reach. You can take it, if you have the ambition and will to seize it. Or you can walk out that door and dwell among the weak and mediocre, knowing you are already better than they can ever be, but never knowing what you might become. That is for you to decide.
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She's tried to be more careful. It's something she will at least try to continue. ]
You asked why we wanted to learn magic. You didn't ask what we want to do with it in the future. Greatness makes you a target, and so yes, I want to use the power magic would give me to survive. I can't exactly achieve any sort of goal if I'm dead. After surviving is less of a concern, then I'm sure I'll have other uses for it.
But for now? My answer stands.
[ Proud and stubborn. ]
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At last, he smiled thinly.]
So be it. [He turns to Grell.] My apologies for the diversion.
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[actually rather amusing to watch them go at each other for a minute. her respect for Ariadne's grown ever more from this--small though she was, she had courage. that might just be the reason she's here in this Court.]
May I take this as an indication that you have reached a decision, or should we withdraw and give you time to think?
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She'll apologize to her later, she thinks, when Ganondorf isn't around. ]
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[He takes a few steps back now, looks from one to the other, and nods. Yes. They shall do nicely.]
In my land, magic comes in many forms. Those without talent rely on magical objects devised by other sorcerers. Others may learn spells. There are many spells woven into magic, some that need only a simple word to utter them. But to use this magic, one must have not only the capacity to draw upon, but endurance as well. And so, I give you these to begin with.
[Form inside his cape, in some place unseen, he produces two simple lanterns. Each one carries the flicker of light in them. They are, by all rights, wholly unremarkable. With one in each hand, he holds them out for each woman.]
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the lanterns look harmless, but she very much doubts it'll be so. (where did he even get them? a pack?) still, to refuse them is the incorrect answer, and so after taking only half a second to come to this conclusion, she takes the one offered out to her.]
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If nothing else, they're decent lanterns. ]