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yennefer of vengerberg. ([personal profile] vixening) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs2022-03-14 12:25 pm

[ semi-open ] a woman is a changeling, always shifting shape.

Who: yennefer of vengerberg and various.
When: march.
Where: castle thorne
What: upon returning from the summit, yennefer finds herself easing back into her court duties.
Warnings: n/a but will be edited if need be!

various starters (both closed and open).
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a_better_man: (saddened)

[personal profile] a_better_man 2022-04-13 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe it doesn't. But if it is me...I still have that power. Doesn't matter where I am.

[That's the crux of it. Even if he's drawing from a source here, a pure one, he still likely has that capacity for power. That alone, in his hands, is dangerous. He's already had a few accidents as is.

What's to say he couldn't just as easily break this world, too?

But she seems...willing? At least if he can manage some control...well, it'd be better than having to replace his pillow every time he sets it ablaze. Light. After all he'd done to avoid this, here he is. How has he come so far and ended up right where he'd started?

There is no fairness in the world.]


But I do have something. I froze my water in its mug this morning. I lit my pillow on fire just by looking at it. I will do whatever it is you tell me, if you can help me.

[With control or not losing his mind, though preferably both. He'll listen, he'll follow her instructions, whatever the hell it takes. Anything to avoid what he's always been told is inevitable for men who touch the power.]
a_better_man: (pleasant)

[personal profile] a_better_man 2022-04-16 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
It starts small. Like a sprout or a trickle of a stream. But it grows and grows and grows. And once it happens the first time, it keeps happening.

[Mat doesn't let the condescension rattle him. She - like everyone else here - just doesn't understand. Like Anakin, she's comparing it to what she knows and is familiar with. A few little accidents may seem like nothing, but they're the pebbles before the boulders come rolling down.]

Freezing water in a mug this week, next week it could be the blood in someone's body. I do not want to take any chances.

[He knows he's not exactly a good person. He doesn't claim to be, he barely even tries to be. But he doesn't hurt people. Steal from them, yes. Lie to them...more often than he likes to admit. But aside from youthful scraps, he's never raised his hand to another person in any earnest.

And he doesn't want to start now.

He freezes when she catches his face in her hands. Oh. That's...well, that's quite nice, actually. So is what she's saying - she'll help. Thank the Light, she'll help! That, alone, is a relief. And she...well, she strikes him as the sort who will not allow him to become a danger. That's what he needs.

Her specific choice of words makes his own eyebrows raise, though not in confusion or distress. The corners of his mouth twitch up in a bit of a grin.]


My lady, I have never asked a woman to be gentle with me. In any sense of the word. Do your worst and I'll be glad of it.

[Whether or not he becomes, as she says, a mage...well, he will get to spend plenty of time with a very beautiful woman that could likely snap him in two without breaking a sweat. Exactly the sort of woman he enjoys spending time with.]
a_better_man: (pleasant)

[personal profile] a_better_man 2022-04-18 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
[There's no point in trying to change her opinion of just how great a threat he could be, so Mat doesn't bother. It doesn't matter, she understands the important part. To keep that chance of threat low. That's the only important thing right now.

Honestly, that alone is a weight lifted. He's been so...uneasy and not himself the last few days. But this should help. Ease some of his fears. It has to. He's found someone who knows about all of this, who's on his side.

Sort of.

More on his side than any of the castle mages were likely to be. Some of the tension goes out of him, his usual wall and façade rising up to cover his fear and distress.]


Consider me yours to command, My Lady. And...thank you.