Well, uh…it is Indiana, so knowing my luck? I’ll end up being able to manifest corn byproducts and nothing else.
[ He grins, making his joke a bit more obvious. Wanda’s reassurance is enough for him. After all, she should know what she’s talking about.
Eddie has already talked about this with Steve, albeit it was a relatively conversation. Eddie had compared magic to playing the guitar: anyone with the time and desire to learn can learn. It just comes more easily to others. It was never something he knew known for sure, though, so it’s good to have confirmation that he shouldn’t be affected—and Steve shouldn’t either. ]
Alright. Well, shit. You’ve already got way more faith in me than most teachers, so--
[ He hops up to his feet and immediately swoops into an overly dramatic bow--or it would be overly dramatic for anyone but Eddie. ]
I guess I’ve gotta make a real attempt now.
[ He was always going to make a real attempt. He just feels better about it now. ]
[wanda was about to make a comment about the corn byproducts, but takes not that it's a joke. nice one, munson—you almost got her. she smiles at that for a moment, but that smile grows bigger when he does an overly dramatic bow towards her.
there is something impeccably gentle about eddie. that's something wanda has picked up on from the very first moment they interacted, even if he comes off as blunt and perhaps a little too out there for most conventional people.
good thing that wanda is also something of an outcast.]
You're acting like you wouldn't have made an effort before.
[she gets up on her feet, too, and paces around the campfire for a moment, in thought.]
Hm— well, to get started, the thing about magic is that you need to believe that you can do it. It's not about — saying magical words and something just happening. You have to feel it. Sort of like...
[thinking, wanda tilts her head, stops, and gestures with her hands, fingers taking on the malocchio sign—the 'rock on' one eddie might be more familiar with—and from some discarded logs on the side to stoke the fire, an acoustic guitar takes form. easy enough transmutation.
she rests her hands at her sides.]
When you play a guitar, it comes to you like second nature, doesn't it? You get lost in it, but there is still focus. Right?
[ That grin hasn’t faded, though, so there’s a pretty good chance he’s joking. It’s hard to give a shit when everyone else has given up on you, but Eddie has genuinely always put forth his best attempt, even if the end product doesn’t always reflect his efforts. ]
But, uh…first time for everything, right?
[ He’s convinced that watching Wanda do her magic will never get old. Even when (or if) he learns to do magic of his own, he can’t imagine it becoming any less amazing. The fact that it's a guitar certainly adds to his awe, of course. ]
I mean, I never really thought about it that way, but yeah. Now. Took a lot of hours and callouses to get that point.
[she repeats quietly, picking up the guitar—not any bit different from one made by any other individual with years and years spent mastering the skill. magic is cheap, in that regard, but she's not here to take the jobs of those who make musical instruments.
wanda hands it over to eddie as he mentions how many hours he's spent practicing how to play the guitar and what it takes.]
You can keep it. [the guitar, so he can continue practicing it. maybe one day she'll make him an electric guitar proper, though it may not be of much use in this land.] As for magic— what is something you've always wished you could do?
Hey, thanks. I’m gonna have a whole collection of priceless Wanda originals at this rate.
[ He grins, but graciously accepts the guitar. He’s happy to have them—this one and the one she gave him when he first arrived in Solvunn. They genuinely mean the world to him. ]
Oh, man, where do I start?
[ He laughs and strums the guitar idly. He’s loved the idea of magic and being able to do incredible things since he was very young, but it was always escapism and fantasy. Never in his life did he expect it to become real. ]
I mean, I’d be lying to you if I said it wouldn’t be cool as hell to move shit with your mind or to shapeshift or something, but in a campaign, smaller, simpler spells are deceptively useful, so uh…let’s see here…
[ He can’t help but use D&D as a guideline. If he’s lucky, some of those things might work just as well in real life. He continues to pluck the strings of the guitar as he babbles: ]
Wall of Force is a good one. It’s an invisible forcefield that blocks all damage for ten minutes. I mean, unless someone uses disintegrate, then you’re kind of shit out of luck but uh, it’s pretty great otherwise. So, uh...some type of forcefield magic. Sure.
[ He pauses, furrowing his eyebrows and wondering if he even answered the question correctly. ]
[she can't help but question out loud, finding that she's not quite finding the connection between the concept of it and his words, but ultimately doesn't push, waiting for him to think through his answer—
'wall of force'. he's even given it a name?
well, she knows exactly what he means, luckily.]
—no, no. That's great, actually. Since you already seem to have an idea of what you'd like to focus your efforts towards. [wanda isn't too sure, though, on whether one can choose what abraxan magical skills one gains. she is sure there is logic to it, though.] Close your eyes.
[she steps back towards the bench she had been sitting on, looking him over.]
When you think of forcefield magic, what do you see? What does it look like, how does it feel? The more realistic you can get to what you imagine the better.
Yeah, a Dungeons & Dragons campaign. If I ever get a game up and running here, you’ll be among the first to receive an invitation, so be sure to keep an eye out for that.
[ He grins. He doesn’t invite just anyone to play D&D, but he means it. Though things are so chaotic right now, any sort of campaign seems slightly out of reach for the time being.
But it’s fine. He has other things to focus on here. He doesn’t need to close his eyes; he’s played D&D enough to have a clear picture of what he wants, but he closes his eyes anyway, eyebrows furrowed in thought. ]
Kind of like—you can see through it, but it kind of shimmers so you still know it’s there. Sort of like cling film, or a bubble. And uh, it kind of wobbles when you touch it, but it doesn’t break.
Oh, I've heard about that. There is a popular group that streams their games—I listened to a few episodes.
[sorry for all this future lingo.]
It's about creating characters and things like that, right? I would like to give it a try.
[her knowledge on this matter might be minute, but she wants to give eddie something to hang on to, to feel comfortable talking about and this seems to be it. though he starts going on about what a forcefield would look like to him, eyes closed and brows furrowed in thought.
when he opens his eyes, he will find that wanda's created exactly what he's envisioned to surround him. it shimmers and wobbles, too.]
Having a clear idea of what you want to have happen helps in controlling magic. You should try it out in the Horizon. Just play around with creating things, it will strengthen your magical prowess.
[ Eddie’s confusion is clear, and he inclines his head at the words “streams” and “episodes”. He doesn’t ask, though. He simply carries on. ]
Uh, yeah, anyway, yeah. You make a character, go on quests. Sometimes there’s dungeons, sometimes there’s dragons, sometimes there’s just gelatinous cubes.
[ He smiles, and gives a soft chuckle when he opens his eyes. That’s it, exactly as he imagined it, and of course he can’t resist; he has to reach out and poke it just to laugh at the way it wobbles. ]
Awesome.
[ He’s genuinely awed, but there’s still a hint of doubt in his features. ]
And you think if I practice in the Horizon, it will come together here? I’m not trying to prove you wrong, just…a lot of people are born with the ability to do that shit, you know?
[it's normal to have doubts, and eddie's sense of curiosity is already there. she feels it, sometimes, this ongoing pulse of imagination just wanting to find a place to go. an artist and an aficionado for a board game she understands requires some sense of it and adventure.
yeah, she really does think it will help.]
I know.
[wanda was born with the ability to 'do that shit'.]
But remember that here in Abraxas, everyone can learn magic. Even those who never had that ability before. [she has seen it happen.] The Horizon just makes it easier to practice. Sometimes it's not even what you'd expect. A friend of mine has an invisible third hand.
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[ He grins, making his joke a bit more obvious. Wanda’s reassurance is enough for him. After all, she should know what she’s talking about.
Eddie has already talked about this with Steve, albeit it was a relatively conversation. Eddie had compared magic to playing the guitar: anyone with the time and desire to learn can learn. It just comes more easily to others. It was never something he knew known for sure, though, so it’s good to have confirmation that he shouldn’t be affected—and Steve shouldn’t either. ]
Alright. Well, shit. You’ve already got way more faith in me than most teachers, so--
[ He hops up to his feet and immediately swoops into an overly dramatic bow--or it would be overly dramatic for anyone but Eddie. ]
I guess I’ve gotta make a real attempt now.
[ He was always going to make a real attempt. He just feels better about it now. ]
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there is something impeccably gentle about eddie. that's something wanda has picked up on from the very first moment they interacted, even if he comes off as blunt and perhaps a little too out there for most conventional people.
good thing that wanda is also something of an outcast.]
You're acting like you wouldn't have made an effort before.
[she gets up on her feet, too, and paces around the campfire for a moment, in thought.]
Hm— well, to get started, the thing about magic is that you need to believe that you can do it. It's not about — saying magical words and something just happening. You have to feel it. Sort of like...
[thinking, wanda tilts her head, stops, and gestures with her hands, fingers taking on the malocchio sign—the 'rock on' one eddie might be more familiar with—and from some discarded logs on the side to stoke the fire, an acoustic guitar takes form. easy enough transmutation.
she rests her hands at her sides.]
When you play a guitar, it comes to you like second nature, doesn't it? You get lost in it, but there is still focus. Right?
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[ That grin hasn’t faded, though, so there’s a pretty good chance he’s joking. It’s hard to give a shit when everyone else has given up on you, but Eddie has genuinely always put forth his best attempt, even if the end product doesn’t always reflect his efforts. ]
But, uh…first time for everything, right?
[ He’s convinced that watching Wanda do her magic will never get old. Even when (or if) he learns to do magic of his own, he can’t imagine it becoming any less amazing. The fact that it's a guitar certainly adds to his awe, of course. ]
I mean, I never really thought about it that way, but yeah. Now. Took a lot of hours and callouses to get that point.
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[she repeats quietly, picking up the guitar—not any bit different from one made by any other individual with years and years spent mastering the skill. magic is cheap, in that regard, but she's not here to take the jobs of those who make musical instruments.
wanda hands it over to eddie as he mentions how many hours he's spent practicing how to play the guitar and what it takes.]
You can keep it. [the guitar, so he can continue practicing it. maybe one day she'll make him an electric guitar proper, though it may not be of much use in this land.] As for magic— what is something you've always wished you could do?
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[ He grins, but graciously accepts the guitar. He’s happy to have them—this one and the one she gave him when he first arrived in Solvunn. They genuinely mean the world to him. ]
Oh, man, where do I start?
[ He laughs and strums the guitar idly. He’s loved the idea of magic and being able to do incredible things since he was very young, but it was always escapism and fantasy. Never in his life did he expect it to become real. ]
I mean, I’d be lying to you if I said it wouldn’t be cool as hell to move shit with your mind or to shapeshift or something, but in a campaign, smaller, simpler spells are deceptively useful, so uh…let’s see here…
[ He can’t help but use D&D as a guideline. If he’s lucky, some of those things might work just as well in real life. He continues to pluck the strings of the guitar as he babbles: ]
Wall of Force is a good one. It’s an invisible forcefield that blocks all damage for ten minutes. I mean, unless someone uses disintegrate, then you’re kind of shit out of luck but uh, it’s pretty great otherwise. So, uh...some type of forcefield magic. Sure.
[ He pauses, furrowing his eyebrows and wondering if he even answered the question correctly. ]
Is that too specific?
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[she can't help but question out loud, finding that she's not quite finding the connection between the concept of it and his words, but ultimately doesn't push, waiting for him to think through his answer—
'wall of force'. he's even given it a name?
well, she knows exactly what he means, luckily.]
—no, no. That's great, actually. Since you already seem to have an idea of what you'd like to focus your efforts towards. [wanda isn't too sure, though, on whether one can choose what abraxan magical skills one gains. she is sure there is logic to it, though.] Close your eyes.
[she steps back towards the bench she had been sitting on, looking him over.]
When you think of forcefield magic, what do you see? What does it look like, how does it feel? The more realistic you can get to what you imagine the better.
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[ He grins. He doesn’t invite just anyone to play D&D, but he means it. Though things are so chaotic right now, any sort of campaign seems slightly out of reach for the time being.
But it’s fine. He has other things to focus on here. He doesn’t need to close his eyes; he’s played D&D enough to have a clear picture of what he wants, but he closes his eyes anyway, eyebrows furrowed in thought. ]
Kind of like—you can see through it, but it kind of shimmers so you still know it’s there. Sort of like cling film, or a bubble. And uh, it kind of wobbles when you touch it, but it doesn’t break.
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[sorry for all this future lingo.]
It's about creating characters and things like that, right? I would like to give it a try.
[her knowledge on this matter might be minute, but she wants to give eddie something to hang on to, to feel comfortable talking about and this seems to be it. though he starts going on about what a forcefield would look like to him, eyes closed and brows furrowed in thought.
when he opens his eyes, he will find that wanda's created exactly what he's envisioned to surround him. it shimmers and wobbles, too.]
Having a clear idea of what you want to have happen helps in controlling magic. You should try it out in the Horizon. Just play around with creating things, it will strengthen your magical prowess.
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Uh, yeah, anyway, yeah. You make a character, go on quests. Sometimes there’s dungeons, sometimes there’s dragons, sometimes there’s just gelatinous cubes.
[ He smiles, and gives a soft chuckle when he opens his eyes. That’s it, exactly as he imagined it, and of course he can’t resist; he has to reach out and poke it just to laugh at the way it wobbles. ]
Awesome.
[ He’s genuinely awed, but there’s still a hint of doubt in his features. ]
And you think if I practice in the Horizon, it will come together here? I’m not trying to prove you wrong, just…a lot of people are born with the ability to do that shit, you know?
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yeah, she really does think it will help.]
I know.
[wanda was born with the ability to 'do that shit'.]
But remember that here in Abraxas, everyone can learn magic. Even those who never had that ability before. [she has seen it happen.] The Horizon just makes it easier to practice. Sometimes it's not even what you'd expect. A friend of mine has an invisible third hand.
[a shrug.]
Magic is not just about incantations and spells.