Who: wanda and others When: november-december Where: solvunn, nocwich, horizon What: catch-all for both months! closed and open prompts within. Warnings: none at the moment, will mark as needed.
[oh, so he's one of those types of guys. a gift to the world, leaving himself open for whatever possibility may come, all the while not quite really wanting to commit.
yeah, she knows the type.]
It's complicated.
[—and that's as truthful as her situation can be described as. no, she's not married, but she had been—in the hex, even if that, too, wasn't exactly real. close enough though, right?]
[it rains a lot, though, lately—and that rainfall is quite cold. wanda reaches for the handle of the door to the farmhouse and leads kai inside, gesturing towards a stool for him to sit down while she gathers some fabric that they've got lying around on a basket, folded neatly but definitely collecting dust.
this she firms up with a shake, arms outstretched to hold each end. one moment, it's nothing but loose, purple fabric; the next, it ruptures into sewn seams and pleated folds, looking nothing like it had before, neither in color nor shape.]
[she smiles, teeth showing, amused. as long as she can still make fun and have fun with, then kai's alright in her book. she moves on over toward him, motioning at him to stop moving by putting her hands on his shoulders.
reaching for the sleeves of the coat, she makes sure that everything fits his height better.
that done, her magic eases, and he's left with a well-fitting, warm coat. wanda takes a few steps back.]
( he knows that whatever magic he learns, it's going to be because he's taken it from someone else. and now he knows one person that he can siphon from. )
[wanda crosses her arms, leaning back against a nearby shelf, and looks at kai for a moment. he really finds no shame in asking questions like this despite her very pointedly making note of it.
she hmphs, raising an eyebrow.]
I don't imagine there is any magic this place could teach me, no. I have my own. [and because she is sure he will recognize give-and-take in a conversation, she posits a question of her own.]
People who are summoned here are either really special or have gone through affliction in their world. Which one are you?
[prefacing a demonstration of—whatever it is—with that question definitely gives wanda reason to pause. does anyone well-meaning ever say things like that? she tries not to look too obstructed by his words.
[hm, he's not really being very forthcoming, is he? well— no matter. wanda is sure that whatever he tries to throw her way, intentionally or not, she will be more than capable at handling it.
she is the scarlet witch, after all.]
Go ahead. [she shrugs, easing her shoulders.] Try anything funny at your own risk.
( there are two ways that he could go about this, he thinks. he could truly show her what he is and unveil that part of his life or he could just act like a fool and pretend.
but, eventually, someone's going to find out about what he can do so why not?
stepping forward, he presses a hand to her shoulder and waits for a second. it doesn't take long before he can feel her magic flowing through him.
it's — stronger, powerful. chaotic. he holds up his hand and she'll notice a familiar red swirling around it. )
[no— not sweet at all. wanda frowns, feeling the unequivocal draw of her magic towards him by some kind of force that comes from him. to see him reining in her magic and letting it flow on his hand—
this weirds her out.
so, wanda does what anyone in her position would do, and draws her magic back unto herself, leaving kai with nothing, again. nothing that is hers, anyway.]
You take magic from others? That would make you — a witch, wouldn't it? Warlock? Sorcerer?
[whatever name them losers (sorry stephen) like to go by...]
( he watches her take the magic back from him and pouts a bit before shrugging. he let's it happen because he doesn't feel like getting into some siphoning fight. )
[no, that's not a threat. wanda knows she's been very nice, accommodating, even, to all the summoned, particularly the new ones. however, this following statement? that's the real threat.]
I can read your mind, Kai. All these thoughts streaming by, this idea that — you'll take what you want when I'm not expecting it? And I'm not even trying. Don't force me to get into your head and dig deep.
[if that is, in fact, the foundation of his siphoning. but to think that he could just take her magic whenever he wanted? that was already pretty dangerous. the extent of the abilities of chaos magic has potentiality for disaster in the wrong hands.
not like hers are that much better, but at least she understands it—]
You won't be making many friends if you just take their magic from them.
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( ha. )
Not married yourself either?
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yeah, she knows the type.]
It's complicated.
[—and that's as truthful as her situation can be described as. no, she's not married, but she had been—in the hex, even if that, too, wasn't exactly real. close enough though, right?]
What kind of coat are you looking to have?
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( he was a simple man with simple tastes. )
Maybe with a hood in case it rains? Or snows? Is there weather like that here?
( or was this some kind of boring paradise? )
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[it rains a lot, though, lately—and that rainfall is quite cold. wanda reaches for the handle of the door to the farmhouse and leads kai inside, gesturing towards a stool for him to sit down while she gathers some fabric that they've got lying around on a basket, folded neatly but definitely collecting dust.
this she firms up with a shake, arms outstretched to hold each end. one moment, it's nothing but loose, purple fabric; the next, it ruptures into sewn seams and pleated folds, looking nothing like it had before, neither in color nor shape.]
Is this one to your liking?
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( and he means that in a good way. he reaches out, takes it and turns it over, smells it. )
No one died in this, did they?
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No. Are you saying it smells bad? I don't think I can replicate the smell of a high-end store.
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( wow, don't do that. he likes this coat. he's fine with it and he even moves to put it on. )
How's it look?
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[she smiles, teeth showing, amused. as long as she can still make fun and have fun with, then kai's alright in her book. she moves on over toward him, motioning at him to stop moving by putting her hands on his shoulders.
reaching for the sleeves of the coat, she makes sure that everything fits his height better.
that done, her magic eases, and he's left with a well-fitting, warm coat. wanda takes a few steps back.]
Fashionable.
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interesting. he doesn't make it seem like he's too intrigued, expression going curious instead. )
What was that? You just did something to make me look more GQ than I was already looking.
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[GQ? what the hell kind of lingo is this—?]
Just a small spell. You can learn magic within the commune if you're interested.
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( he knows that whatever magic he learns, it's going to be because he's taken it from someone else. and now he knows one person that he can siphon from. )
Is that what you did? Learn here?
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she hmphs, raising an eyebrow.]
I don't imagine there is any magic this place could teach me, no. I have my own. [and because she is sure he will recognize give-and-take in a conversation, she posits a question of her own.]
People who are summoned here are either really special or have gone through affliction in their world. Which one are you?
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( but he thinks he is. even if his coven had told him that he was abnormal and an anomaly, he'd come to like what he could do.
he wiggles his fingers and steps closer to her. )
Do you want to see what I can do?
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she does, however, stand up as he steps closer.]
Is it something that should worry me?
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( he tilts his head, looking as innocent as he possibly can. )
Do you worry easily?
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she is the scarlet witch, after all.]
Go ahead. [she shrugs, easing her shoulders.] Try anything funny at your own risk.
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but, eventually, someone's going to find out about what he can do so why not?
stepping forward, he presses a hand to her shoulder and waits for a second. it doesn't take long before he can feel her magic flowing through him.
it's — stronger, powerful. chaotic. he holds up his hand and she'll notice a familiar red swirling around it. )
Pretty sweet, ain't it?
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this weirds her out.
so, wanda does what anyone in her position would do, and draws her magic back unto herself, leaving kai with nothing, again. nothing that is hers, anyway.]
You take magic from others? That would make you — a witch, wouldn't it? Warlock? Sorcerer?
[whatever name them losers (sorry stephen) like to go by...]
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Something like that.
( but not exactly. )
Just a neat little party trick of mine.
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Seems to me like it's more than a 'little' party trick.
[there is history to powers like that, and wanda is sure there is a whole lore more than what kai is letting her know.]
Why not be honest about it? If I—have something you want, then all I would want in return is your honesty.
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( besides the power, that is. that is something he could see himself wanting more of and taking more of when she wasn't expecting it. )
And who's to say I'm not being honest?
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I can be very scary if I want to be.
[no, that's not a threat. wanda knows she's been very nice, accommodating, even, to all the summoned, particularly the new ones. however, this following statement? that's the real threat.]
I can read your mind, Kai. All these thoughts streaming by, this idea that — you'll take what you want when I'm not expecting it? And I'm not even trying. Don't force me to get into your head and dig deep.
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( he doesn't sound like he's scared. he doesn't doubt that she'd do just that but he doesn't think that she'd expect to see what she sees in his head.
instead, he just smiles. )
Wonder if that's something I could take from you or anyone. Grab some powers and read someone's mind. Haven't done that before.
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[if that is, in fact, the foundation of his siphoning. but to think that he could just take her magic whenever he wanted? that was already pretty dangerous. the extent of the abilities of chaos magic has potentiality for disaster in the wrong hands.
not like hers are that much better, but at least she understands it—]
You won't be making many friends if you just take their magic from them.
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( would he, though? he rolls his eyes, shrugging his shoulders. )
Sharing is caring, isn't it?
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