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lostcarnival2018-03-20 12:34 pm
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just gotta ignite the light and let it shine
Who: Everyone who's stupid enough to show up for this, because legal drinking ages are for people from a different century/planet.
When: Afternoon/Evening, Day 30
Where: Lakeshore
What: Local Carnival workers get wasted and set off fireworks by the lake.
Warnings: Carnival shenanigans, ie. booze, drugs, and people getting set on fire probably. Put any tag-specific warnings in your headers!
So, Wismuth happened.
Lambert's pretty willing to bet a good chunk of the Carnival is pretty happy to act like Wismuth didn't happen, but he also doesn't really care about what sorrows people are drowning or not tonight: he knows he needed this drink, and after he'd slept off the immediate exhaustion that came with running around Wismuth for nearly two weeks with the power of Creation more or less constantly burning through him, he's ready to something, anything to feel like himself again.
Fast-forward to the lakeshore. There's a huge bonfire going, a box of assorted fireworks that's been 'liberated' from wherever the hell engineering keeps their supplies, and probably a crate of wine that's going to disappear sooner rather than later. Anything else, someone's going to have to bring themselves.
[ ooc: This is a mingle log! Bring your own entertainment, food, questionable substances etc. ]
When: Afternoon/Evening, Day 30
Where: Lakeshore
What: Local Carnival workers get wasted and set off fireworks by the lake.
Warnings: Carnival shenanigans, ie. booze, drugs, and people getting set on fire probably. Put any tag-specific warnings in your headers!
So, Wismuth happened.
Lambert's pretty willing to bet a good chunk of the Carnival is pretty happy to act like Wismuth didn't happen, but he also doesn't really care about what sorrows people are drowning or not tonight: he knows he needed this drink, and after he'd slept off the immediate exhaustion that came with running around Wismuth for nearly two weeks with the power of Creation more or less constantly burning through him, he's ready to something, anything to feel like himself again.
Fast-forward to the lakeshore. There's a huge bonfire going, a box of assorted fireworks that's been 'liberated' from wherever the hell engineering keeps their supplies, and probably a crate of wine that's going to disappear sooner rather than later. Anything else, someone's going to have to bring themselves.
[ ooc: This is a mingle log! Bring your own entertainment, food, questionable substances etc. ]
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That Strange keeps it polite is much appreciated, and she gestures dismissively. "He is a master of the Fade," she has no qualms about admitting that, knowing that Solas will own up to it without question. "Well versed in magic pertaining to ice and spirits as well." A pause, and then -- because she told Solas she would not lie for him: "If I were to produce a list of the most powerful mages in Thedas, he would be on it."
Sorry bud.
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"Though I do wonder," Strange starts. When he speaks, it's in a tone of honest curiosity, despite the fact that his words are a smidge condescending. "How much use would his magic of the Fade be here? Can you access the Fade within the carnival or is that solely restricted to your world?"
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His question makes her pause, and she shrugs. "I can access magic here, and I dream. Those two things would indicate that even if the Fade isn't here, I still have a connection to it. I can only imagine it's the same for him." Perhaps more, considering.
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"We shall see," Strange simply responds, while visions of showing up Solas start dancing in his head. But not now. They're talking magic right now, any sort of plans for a 'fuck you' to Solas will happen later.
"Though I did not know dreaming was tied to the Fade that much. And yet, my world does not have the Fade and I still dream. Any ideas on that?" It's asked in an inquisitive tone, nothing challenging or provoking. Strange is honestly curious to hear Lavellan's answer.
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She pauses for a moment, thinking about it. "I'm not sure. You were talking about each world having an associated realm -- perhaps the Fade is much like that for Thedas, and yet being here and interacting with others isn't enough to sever us from it completely."
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"I wonder...if mages from your world are still tied to the Fade, then that connection exists here. Could mages like myself use that to find a way to connect to the Fade?"
It is an intriguing idea. And one that Strange isn't entirely sure can happen in the first place, based on his massively skeptical frown. He's going to bring it up anyway, because that's what magicians do: they talk, discuss theories, argue with each other, and make all sorts of discoveries in the name of magic.
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"It's a part of me, is what I mean. I don't remember what it's like to not be able to use magic." So she wouldn't be able to direct people into using it who have never used Thedas's magic.
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It's probably closer to seven or eight years at this point, but in between timeline shenanigans in the carnival, going home for a little bit, and the time he spent trapped in the darkness, Strange isn't precisely sure of how long he's been a magician, down to the months. Describing it in vague periods of time would be best.
Still, it's reassuring to hear that he and Lavellan were at least slightly on the same train of thought.
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Lavellan nods in understanding, and takes another sip. "I'm sure, with Solas, we could come up with a test to see if you could." And oh yes, she's dragging Solas into this. He'd know more, after all, and she'd enjoy seeing them clash.
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But she mentions Solas again. And fuck iiiiiiit, Strange is the greatest, he knows this shit, of course they'll find a way to help connect someone who isn't from Thedas to the Fade and of course this won't be possible without Strange's help. He doesn't even bother to hide the smug expression on his face as he leans in towards Lavellan.
"Considering that Solas is the Fade expert, it makes sense to bring him along. But don't underestimate me and my skills: I think highly of myself for a reason." A reason other than arrogance and egotism, that is.
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She does take a skeptical skip of her wine, however, looking over the rim of her glass before shaking her head sightly. "I would like to know more about those mirrors of yours, however." Because that seems to be a constant between their two worlds.
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"Then where shall we start? How I discovered the magic hidden the mirrors? Or the roads that lay behind them?"