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Istredd ([personal profile] magicalarchaeologist) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs2022-09-12 01:58 pm

Rewriting history with the stories we tell

Who: Istredd and you
When: September
Where: Thorne, Horizon
What: Catch-all, reaction to things going on, Singularity, and quest!





[ooc: hit me up if you want anything unique or just throw a wildcard at me.]

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[personal profile] a_better_man 2022-10-10 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh yeah?" Mat hadn't realized there was anyone else here from Yennefer's world. "You knew her before? Lots of folks have that, I think. Someone they know from home."

Rhy has his brother, Jesper has his people, Anakin knows others from his world...And yet still he's the only one from his own home. Funny how that works out. Ah well, likely for the best, all things considered.

"And ah, just control, really. Using it without any harm coming to me or anyone else. Where I come from, the source of power, it got mucked up a long time ago. Now fellows like me can't touch it or channel it without extremely unfortunate and incurable consequences. It's...not good, to be born with the ability. It was suspected I could be one of those folks who was born with the potential, back home, confirmed it here. It usually manifests around this age."
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[personal profile] a_better_man 2022-10-14 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Far as I can tell, I'm touching the source of power in this world. No taint, no losing my mind. Least so far." Another shrug. It happens quickly, from the stories Mat has heard. He's been channelling for months and months now, and he's as sane as he ever was. Thank the light.

"And a few times. When it first started manifesting. Set my pillow on fire, froze some drinks, things like that. And sometimes...if I get worked up?" That seems to be when he has the hardest time with control.

"If I get angry or upset or scared, it'll sort of pop off on its own. Not as much as it used to, but..." But it isn't as though he has total control. He still finds himself freezing things or setting them to smolder. Things like that. Annoying now, potentially dangerous down the line as his abilities grow.
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[personal profile] a_better_man 2022-11-07 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
Mat settles in, listening closely. He'll take any instruction he can.

The academic spell is mostly ignored - he knows some spells and he's capable of doing academic magic, but it's not what comes naturally to him. He wants to master his form of magic, channeling.

But he is not inclined to it. He frowns thoughtfully as he listens, trying to wrap his head around what Istredd's saying. It does sound like what little he's overheard from Moiraine giving instruction. Nodding, he takes a deep breath.

Alright. He can do this. He's clever and apparently quite powerful, this should be easy.

But it isn't. He moves his hands, he tries to feel a weight, but it's...ephemeral. He almost feels something but then it's gone, like water flowing around his fingers and washing away. It brings a spike of frustration that doesn't help.

"Blood and ashes..." the curse slips out under his breath and he throws his hands up. "Harder than it looks."
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[personal profile] a_better_man 2022-11-14 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe power shouldn't be easy, and Mat can certainly see the sense in that, but blood and ashes control ought to be easier! He really doesn't care about how powerful he is. Perhaps that's a luxury born of knowing, already, that he is powerful. But who wants a power they're frightened of?

That's what it all comes down to, really. Mat is more concerned with controlling his abilities than developing them. After he manages to feel properly in control of it, then he'll reconsider his stance. But for now...

He watches closely again. Only what Istredd does now seems much more complicated. He can't even solidify the air in a stable manner yet, let alone do anything like that.

Alright. He can do this. He's survived all manner of terrible things and gotten by on his wits alone, he can wrestle some air into doing what he wants. It's just air. He's bigger and stronger than air! Taking a deep breath, Mat tries again. It's just a matter of calming his mind - something he's never been good at. But he remembers something Anakin had told him, a couple of months ago when they'd had a practice session together. He reaches up to pull out his lucky coin that hangs around his neck, slipping it off and rolling and spinning it between his fingers. It gives him something to focus on. Something to set his mind on and - hopefully - keep it from wandering.

After a few moments of watching the gold coin dip and spin over the backs of his fingers Mat tries again. He mimics Istredd's motions slowly and deliberately, eyes narrowed in fierce concentration. All his energy goes into the task and he wills the air between his hands to gather and thicken. And he feels it, an actual weight against his palms. A rather strong weight, actually. More than he'd anticipated.

It's that that spooks him this time, jerking his hands back and releasing the spell suddenly.