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sleigh bells are ringing, it's that time of year
Who: Anders (
circlejerked) and Minato Arisato (
jivitadana).
Where: First floor tea room.
When: Dec. 28th.
Rating: PG, probably.
Summary: A late Secret Santa gift exchange wherein Anders does his first Christmas proud and they try to wash the taste of Ewaymas out of their mouths.
The Story:
[After that roller coaster ride of sleep deprivation and fending off hordes of mindless Tranquil-esque pod people (a slight exaggeration, perhaps), Anders could honestly sleep for a year straight with his usual dreams of Wardens flying into battle on the backs of tigers. But there's no rest for the wicked or the weary--duty calls.
Somewhere out there is a Secret Santa recipient waiting for him to shower them in holiday cheer. It's Anders to the rescue.
After all, how can he hope to take part in Earth celebrations--or just as likely poke fun at them for being strange--if he dropped the ball on his first Christmas gift exchange? It's practically like Satinalia, and he's awesome at that. He's got this. And then maybe he'll consider looking into that year-long hibernation.
It's easy enough to find his giftee's name in the contact list and send them a text inviting them down to the first floor tea room to meet their Secret Santa. It's not stranger danger when someone's luring you with free gifts, right? Well, that might actually be the textbook definition of stranger danger, but who's counting?]
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Where: First floor tea room.
When: Dec. 28th.
Rating: PG, probably.
Summary: A late Secret Santa gift exchange wherein Anders does his first Christmas proud and they try to wash the taste of Ewaymas out of their mouths.
The Story:
[After that roller coaster ride of sleep deprivation and fending off hordes of mindless Tranquil-esque pod people (a slight exaggeration, perhaps), Anders could honestly sleep for a year straight with his usual dreams of Wardens flying into battle on the backs of tigers. But there's no rest for the wicked or the weary--duty calls.
Somewhere out there is a Secret Santa recipient waiting for him to shower them in holiday cheer. It's Anders to the rescue.
After all, how can he hope to take part in Earth celebrations--or just as likely poke fun at them for being strange--if he dropped the ball on his first Christmas gift exchange? It's practically like Satinalia, and he's awesome at that. He's got this. And then maybe he'll consider looking into that year-long hibernation.
It's easy enough to find his giftee's name in the contact list and send them a text inviting them down to the first floor tea room to meet their Secret Santa. It's not stranger danger when someone's luring you with free gifts, right? Well, that might actually be the textbook definition of stranger danger, but who's counting?]
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[And he hadn't to pretend to shoot himself or anything to earn the badge of honor--go him.
Curiosity renewed, he considers what else the kid says, and how he says it. Chanting. Like Anders embodies the more mystical, wizard-y traditions. Perhaps in Minato's eyes, that's how it seems. And maybe it's true. Despite considering himself something of a modern man for Thedas' time, his spells are traditional--and what Minato's capable of definitely isn't.]
You mean incantations? Most involved spells need to get the juices flowing. Or that's how it is for my kind of mage and how we're taught. [But as they've ascertained, Minato is a special case.] I take the same kind of formal education wasn't a part of your learning curve?
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Sort of self taught, even if I had some guides.
[Again, sort of. Well, he couldn't dismiss his Velvet Room proprietors as just some 'guides.' They were actually more than helpful. But it wasn't anything so formal (was it?), like being taught in a classroom with an instructor.
But the world Anders came from seemed so much more rich with history and tradition in terms of magic, and that was never going to stop being interesting.]
How many different kinds of mages are there in your world?
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[There's another 'a' word that might get bandied around, too: the "abomination" label, on account of having psychic passengers that aren't entirely human, but that one's less pleasant to share. Apostates don't come with the best connotations, either, but being one himself, Anders is a bit biased of the designation.]
Oh, there's plenty. [His smile ticks wider, amusement still evident.] Some of us are tall and thin, some are small and fat. Some are grouchy--that would be most of the Circle. Some are paragons of their trade.
[Like Anders, maybe, if you feel like filling that blank with his name.]
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Are apostates not normal in Thedas?
[It didn't sound like it. Someone like that was hard to find anywhere, really. Minato though smiled when Anders gave him that list of mages. Not what he meant, but he asked for it.]
I meant if different mages have different magic specialties.
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[Anders wants to like him--he's curious and gentle, not the image of someone fighting to keep control of their mind and body like others from Thedas have described Vengeance, the fusion of Anders and the spirit of Justice. Anders' deep-seated anger corrupting a spirit's sense of righteousness until both are worse off than when they started.
No, Minato doesn't seem like that at all, fortunately.
Turning, Ander heads for the bench, unscathed by the powerful magic being thrown around this afternoon, and bends to collect his box of cake.]
Shall we save more demonstrations for later? Get talking about the kinds of magic in my world and we'll be here to see the hedge grow back.
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[That is to say, not only about Anders and his world, but also about himself too. Now that he had his chance to encounter other people from different worlds and know even more people than his original circle of friends, he was going to take it and run with it. Luckily Anders didn't entirely seem to mind.
But good things do come to an end. But that didn't mean they couldn't happen again either. Minato nodded.]
Sure. Thanks again for agreeing to this.
[Since Anders and his magic was his secret and therefore his prerogative to keep to himself. Minato would have to make him some more cake later too.]
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[Another smile as turns back toward the entrance and waits for Minato to join him, box tucked back under his arm.]
I don't mind sating curiosity. Comparing notes on our home worlds takes the edge off the homesickness, doesn't it? [Anders finds it to be true, at least. Talking about what life in Thedas is like keeps it alive in his mind.] There are as many specialities as you can imagine. The four main schools in Circle study are the primal, spirit, creation, and entropy schools. It branches out from there.
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It sounds like it's possible to know all four kinds?
[But mastering them? Was that possible too?]
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He's starting to think Minato comes from a very odd place--but he's not sorry to have seen a glimpse of it. Provided, of course, he doesn't go full-on abomination one day. That would be a downer.]
I can preform magic from each, so now you can say you have! Specialities are really only limited by interest and affinity for the work, like any vocation.
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Thanks again. I'll be taking you up again on more demonstrations and question and answer time.
[Aw, because Minato definitely wanted another next time of some sort. More lightning and fireworks, please!]
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[Back in the mansion and out of the chill, Anders holds up his box of cake--the eating of which may very well be his next activity.]
I might be swinging by sooner depending on how my sweet tooth feels. Thank you for showing me your abilities--it was interesting. [Among other adjectives.] It was a pleasure to be your Secret Santa during my first Christmas season.
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Enjoy the cake. There's more whenever you want. Thank you again too, for everything.
[Definitely one of the better Christmases he's had. He was looking forward to seeing him around some more.]
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[He lifts his hand in goodbye. In this small of a place, it's almost guaranteed there will be a next time. But if not, Anders will hold Minato up as someone who can make a spirit possession-y state look kind of cool.
Not something he'd been banking on for this meeting, but not something he's sorry for, either.]