Set my sights on the setting sun

[thedevilwhorose]

Who: Lucifer
When: July and August
Where: Thorne, Horizon
What: Catch-all
Warnings: me apparently not being able to label prompts correctly alphabetical




Heaven talks, but not to me
'Cause Heaven knows that nothing good comes free ♫
[Will match style.]

Comments

[ushiri]

[ He frowns at them both. The 'magic' of his world is incredibly different, he thinks. It's not even called by that name. ]

Magical corruption - like distortions?

[ In space.

Most of what he knows about the effects have been dealing with Basawar post-rebellion. The damaged places of land where large attacks by Jath'ibaye had been dealt. The way it had changed the Gray Space there. ]

[thedevilwhorose]

[He holds up a finger because it does need to be pointed out.] I'm literally just spitballing. [AKA making shit up.

But also that's how a lot of their ideas are sprung is Lucifer just running his mouth.

He glances at Istredd, because Istredd actually sounds like he's talking with experience.]

[ushiri]

[ A glance at Lucifer and a shrug. ]

I'm only curious.

[ They're not doing a deep dive today. It's against The Rules. ]

[magicalarchaeologist]

I suppose you could say it's magic used in an unnatural way. Distortion would be, yes, or reverted spells, for example.

[ AKA what happened in the Pit. They don't have to go deeper into that, he's just saying that the intention behind some of what happened there did require magical corruption in Abraxas. Istredd thinks they're still not in conspiracy mode because this is just talking about magical theory more than anything else. Sure it's walking the line but they can also do whatever they want. ]

I don't think they sense the difference here the way in my sphere it can be. Because they've always had so much magic, the absence or difference in it is minuscule.

[thedevilwhorose]

[He really wants to start the counter-rumor in Thorne that Free Cities' newfangled way with magic is the source of the rifts and sure, that might get the heat off them in the castle, but...

... heeeeee could see it backfiring in other ways Very Quickly.

But it's immediately where his mind went when Kyle mentioned distortions, and why he was quicker to add his clarification.]

I think, currently, their pool of what exists and is considered 'unnatural' is very small.

[ushiri]

[ That small pool includes a strange arcana symbol, which immediately comes to mind. But he shrugs that thought away for now, maybe they should change topics again - ]

You know, I think we have to choose a new conclave next month.

[ He will be happy to pass it off to someone else. Not that it was much work, but he's gotten what he could out of it, he thinks. It's someone else's turn. He glances at Lucifer. ]

Are you going to be in the running again?

[magicalarchaeologist]

[ Istredd swears under his breath. ]

Please don't encourage him.

[ He takes a very long sip of his drink. He does know that technically he was the one encouraging him last time, as the person who did vote for him, and was glared daggers at until he stopped. Istredd would probably do it again.]

[thedevilwhorose]

[He smirks, leaning conspiratorially in Kyle's direction, brows raised towards Istredd.]

I bet all I need is one vote. [He holds up a hand, thumb and forefinger pinched together, his voice small.] Just one, itty bitty bit of support.

[ushiri]

[ Kyle glances at Istredd with a barely concealed grin, then to Lucifer: ]

And I think that one vote needs to be Yennefer.

[magicalarchaeologist]

[ Istredd is about to roll his eyes at Lucifer because they all know no one is going to do that. He got in trouble for attempting to support him, because everyone knows Istredd gives in to him. Except one person can sway him.

And when Kyle says that he laughs, louder than usual, grinning right back at Kyle. ]

Yes, Lucifer, I can say with all confidence if Yennefer votes for you, you'll win.

[thedevilwhorose]

[Wow. He puts a hand over his heart as though injured, leaning away again.]

Fate's Cruel Mistress.

[Yennefer would have to be possessed to vote for him. And she'd never let him live it down if it went pear-shaped.]