[peter says he wants to ask about her powers, but he starts speaking in hypotheticalsβof a spell that affected memories. it sounds awfully specific for something strung together from just curiosity over magic.
while he isn't entirely wrong, it's not necessarily how it works. she can control the minds of others, she can read their thoughts, she can bend their will with her own, but that is not everything that chaos magic encompasses.
at this point, she isn't sure what the limit of it is, either.]
I don't know. [there's a pause in her step until she comes to a halt, looking about at the skies that have opened up around them. she squints, thoughtful, at a particular cloud.] It depends on the spell and the one who casts it.
[after another moment of careful thought, she turns to peter.]
You live in New York, don't you?
[and there happens to be a sorcerer of great renown that lives there, too. one can see the pieces connecting for her clear as day on her expression, as it shifts minutely, her head tilting.]
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while he isn't entirely wrong, it's not necessarily how it works. she can control the minds of others, she can read their thoughts, she can bend their will with her own, but that is not everything that chaos magic encompasses.
at this point, she isn't sure what the limit of it is, either.]
I don't know. [there's a pause in her step until she comes to a halt, looking about at the skies that have opened up around them. she squints, thoughtful, at a particular cloud.] It depends on the spell and the one who casts it.
[after another moment of careful thought, she turns to peter.]
You live in New York, don't you?
[and there happens to be a sorcerer of great renown that lives there, too. one can see the pieces connecting for her clear as day on her expression, as it shifts minutely, her head tilting.]