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(And she casts prestidigitation, sending a little shower of blue sparks up into the air above them. The spell makes a soft, melodious hum in the silence.)
(She beams.) I think that the thing with the energy disk is that it has to have a purpose. Stuff like this, likeβ um, like sparks, or sounds? I'm not using them for anything in particular, so they require far less concentration to cast.
(She does! She spends probably longer than necessary walking him through the theory but she just wants to make sure that he absolutely understands what she's talking about. For Lucretia, magic is so easy once you understand the theory. It's like slowly putting a puzzle together, piece by piece.
She's also very thankful that prestidigitation doesn't take up any of her spell slots, because she is casting those blue sparks quite often as she tries to explain her process.)
[ It takes some time, and Cain's very attentive the whole way through. This is different than how he's been learning with Victor but it feels as though the progress he's made can be taken a step to the left and applied to this too. After some thought, he lifts his hand into the air with a mix of concentration and hopefulness and...
(She hadn't been expecting him to get it so quicklyβ not because she didn't believe that he could, but because she's a realist, so the little shower of green sparks that flares overhead makes her smile wide, and clap her hands together.)
[ That response gets a grin back, and Cain looks about ready to try again when he pauses all of a sudden. Scratches at the back of his head, where it feels like something just settled and has started to spread through his mind, his veins, and it's not bad or necessarily even quantifiable but it sends a shudder down his spine.
He runs a hand through his hair and puts his hand to his lips, trying to keep track of that very strange feeling. It's almost... warm in its total lack of familiarity. ]
Are you supposed to... feel something after you get your first spell down?
(Lucretia nods, and, as ever, seems to just magically have a journal and pen ready to go in her hands. She doesn't mean to look like a reporter with a hunch or anything but she kind of can't help it.)
Like a warm... filling. Settling? It's hard to explain, actually.
[ He's still almost—fidgeting. It feels weird. Different than anything he's felt before, which isn't unexpected, but adjusting to new experiences still takes time. Huh. ]
Oh, I'm fine. It's just feels strange. I've never really felt magic before like this.
[ I mean, there's also the part where he's unknowingly making a pact with an otherworldly being and turning into a Warlock but how do you describe that??? ]
Oh yeah, and I don't intend to shirk on any of that.
[ Trust him. He's easy to get dedicated... just most of the time it isn't his idea to get involved in things. Lack of ambition isn't what someone would expect from first king of Rome, but there you have it. ]
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[ He considers that, then gestures to Lucretia as if opening the floor for her turn. ]
Mind showing me some?
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(And she casts prestidigitation, sending a little shower of blue sparks up into the air above them. The spell makes a soft, melodious hum in the silence.)
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Huh, look at that. It's funny, because that looks like it would be harder than just forming energy.
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(She beams.) I think that the thing with the energy disk is that it has to have a purpose. Stuff like this, likeβ um, like sparks, or sounds? I'm not using them for anything in particular, so they require far less concentration to cast.
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[ Get ready. He's about to launch into technical and curious questions abound. Tell him the secrets, Lucretia! ]
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She's also very thankful that prestidigitation doesn't take up any of her spell slots, because she is casting those blue sparks quite often as she tries to explain her process.)
Get it?
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Ta-daa. Green sparks. ]
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Yes! Well done.
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He runs a hand through his hair and puts his hand to his lips, trying to keep track of that very strange feeling. It's almost... warm in its total lack of familiarity. ]
Are you supposed to... feel something after you get your first spell down?
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Could you describe the feeling?
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[ He's still almost—fidgeting. It feels weird. Different than anything he's felt before, which isn't unexpected, but adjusting to new experiences still takes time. Huh. ]
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You look so startled. Are you okay?
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[ I mean, there's also the part where he's unknowingly making a pact with an otherworldly being and turning into a Warlock but how do you describe that??? ]
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(How indeed! She's actually quite pleased for him, warlock shenanigans aside.)
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(It's baby stuff, Cain. But still important!)
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Okay, fair enough. You won't find me complaining.
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(She's proud, a bit.)
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[ Trust him. He's easy to get dedicated... just most of the time it isn't his idea to get involved in things. Lack of ambition isn't what someone would expect from first king of Rome, but there you have it. ]
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(Wow, this is actually very easy.)
Does this mean you're my apprentice now?
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If you want to keep teaching me, sure. I'd love that.
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Yes, of course I want to keep teaching you. You have a lot of potential.
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More like I have a lot of time on my hands, speaking generally. Realizing how much left you've got to learn helps inspire potential if you ask me.
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