Test Drive #1

[magicademymods]

Test Drive #1



The Airship There

By carriage or coach, spellwagon or ship, perhaps even on the wings of magic, the Sundered heed the call to gather at the Tenzin High Dock of Vulbaria. On this, the appointed day, a great passenger airship sits in the dock, the seals of the six Houses fluttering from flagpoles along her length and her wooden planks atremble as if it is eager to be off. At last, the gangplank descends, and the Hand of Diatu opens her doors to the Sundered so they can take their first step on the path towards protection and salvation.

Inside, you may choose from long comfortable couches, broad circular tables surrounded by straight-backed, cushioned chairs, or viewing seats at the glass front of the ship. Sundered who need special accommodations are quickly provided for, ensuring everyone travels in comfort. Trays drift through the air periodically, offering snacks and drinks to the passengers.

This may be the first chance you've had to truly relax since being swept to this strange world. Certainly it is the first chance you've had to meet your fellow Sundered. As the airship lifts gracefully off from the High Dock, your journey to Diatu begins. Excited? Nervous? Simply angry? Or perhaps searching among the crowd here for a familiar face or some sign of hope?

Rain, Rain...

Welcome to Diatu Magicademy. It's raining.

Seriously raining. One of those downpours that feels like a curtain has dropped on you, that soaks to the bone within a second of stepping into it. Obviously, this won't do, and a civic-minded cluster of Purifeul students has taken it upon themselves to solve this problem. No sooner do you step through the gates then you practically run into a giant and complex runic diagram being drawn out with long staffs by several students, all of them speaking seeming nonsense about derivatives, limits, and equations. Magic! In action right before your eyes!

And yet, just as their mathemagics wind towards the center of the diagram and they all make their final stroke -- one student slashes his line off on a weird tangent, speaking an equation that sounds nothing at all like what his fellows utter. The spell completes... weirdly, as the students look in horror at each other. The temperature abruptly drops seventy degrees, and a cold wind begins to blow.

Welcome to Diatu Magicademy. Please get out of the blizzard before you freeze.

Thaumaturgy 101

After some fifteen minutes of grumbling from Professor Loshakle, followed by half an hour of theory and basics, the grouchy old man finally gets to drawing a magical symbol on the board. "This is straight out of Fundamental Principles of Wizarding," he says, writing Sense Magic next to the symbol. "As is everything you'll learn here. I'll emphasize yet again, you MUST know the name of the spell and the proper gestures. You can't simply wave your wand in any old pattern and say any old words. That isn't how it works," he says, glaring around the class as if daring someone to question him.

But he gives no one the opportunity, instead producing a wand and making the gesture to trace the symbol he'd drawn in midair. "Sense Magic," he intones, and the air and his wand both shimmer.

"Now. You all try." Just like that. What the Professor doesn't mention is that this spell can produce some very interesting results if the symbol is off, or the timing...

Bala-inlota Practice

Bala-inlota is the main interaction the Magicademies have with each other -- the sport of wizards! Two teams take the field, with the goal of heaving a ball through their opponent's hoop. The rules primarily revolve around not inflicting lethal injury, because bala-inlota is a free-for-all at best, where each team relies on both physical and magical might to win the day.

You kind of wish someone had told you this BEFORE you got hauled onto the field so the coach could see if you've got what it takes.

Now half a dozen players are charging down the field at your ragtag group of semi-willing recruits, while another half-dozen are preparing spells that you've been absolutely assured aren't as nasty as the ones deployed in actual play. On your side: the ball, your wits, your physical ability, and maybe three classes's worth of magical education.

On the upside, magic is pretty good at healing.

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Princess Zelda | The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild

[silent_princess]

The Airship There

It was in moments like these that curiosity got the better of the young Princess. Though the majority of her life had been spent in learning composure and grace, it was difficult for Zelda to contain her excitement at seeing and hearing so many new sights and sounds. Never before had she seen such astounding engineering, witnessing feats and advancements that seemed like a dream. As someone who had difficulty performing magic, let alone even being able to harness said magic, it was strangely comforting to be gifted with newfound abilities while knowing that magic played such an integral part in how the people of this world functioned in their day-to-day.

As the gangplank drops, Zelda cannot help but rush onto the platform and into the belly of the airship. Hurrying through the crowd of passengers, she pushes through rather rudely with a lack of awareness, darting to secure herself a proper spot to watch past the glass windows to see their embarkment and journey through the skies. Blue eyes widened upon seeing the interior and beyond, enraptured by how unfamiliar and curious her new surroundings seemed. Every so often she spoke aloud, without concern for those nearby, as if making mental notes to herself without paper or pen.

"Remarkable! Absolutely remarkable! Such amazing craftsmanship and splendor! Propulsion through moving paddles.. but how does it stay aloft?"

- - -

Bala-inlota Practice

Back home for Zelda, it would have been a crime to set a Princess of the Royal Family of Hyrule into such a dangerous situation. Despite having tutors that instructed Zelda in many different physical activities, fencing and minor acrobatics to start, nothing had come close to anywhere near the risk that this oddly named sport seemed to present. Her spellwork was spotty, at best. While she was a diligent and studious magician, Zelda still had yet to perfect the timing of her spells.

It was this lack of proper timing that had the blonde-haired practitioner standing stupified in the middle of the playing field. Overthinking and over-worrying while holding the game ball was not a viable option, as spell after spell raced through her head and the avalanche of second-guessing over which spell to use in that moment kept her from acting. She murmured as sweat beat down her brow, looking panicked as her fellow students seemed ready to rush her for possession of the sought-after sphere.

Her jaw finally dropped, a single word coming to her lips and echoing aloud as her feet began to finally shift in the opposite direction of her attackers.

"H-HELP?!"

Bala-inlota Practice

[logdates]

Peridot isn't entirely sure why what's essentially watered-down combat would be considered a fun pastime. Combat has never been something she's enjoyed, or been good at, and surely anyone who did enjoy it would be disappointed not being allowed to actually destroy the opponent. She can't help but think of Jasper at that particular notion, but fortunately it's all running through her mind quite fast, each idea fleeting as she tries to figure out a spell to apply, or a move to make.

She's so focused on thinking that she doesn't even notice the young woman next to her has wound up with the ball until the cry for help. Peridot turns to Zelda, wide-eyed.

"How?!"

Tenn Kujo | IDOLiSH7

[perfectenn]

The Airship There

The pale teen sits tucked in a window seat away from the others, holding a small item as alien here as magic is on his world. Miraculously, his smartphone made it across dimensions. And much as Tenn tells himself he's only running the battery down, using up precious hours he cannot regain by something so foreign as a wall outlet, its presence soothes him. His gaze keeps drifting to the signal bars, in lingering hope that maybe this is all an elaborate scheme.

A levitating tray and sparkle of ice in beverages has him putting the phone away into his pocket. Hm, the tray is completely level... the speed is consistent, as well. He runs a finger along the edge - no strings or wires. Reaching past, his hand touches only air. And this scent... it's lightly sweet, but not anything he can put a name to.

When someone approaches, his hand stills in the act of selecting one of the frosty glasses. "Excuse me, have you tried this?"


Rain, Rain...

Tenn had been very lucky in regard to school transfers in the past. Even when he could barely speak the language, people were quite open to and accepting of him. His looks tended to gain favor and - more notably - no one had ever pranked him on the first day of school.

Once magically whisked to the nearest building, Tenn carefully and with shaking fingers eases off his backpack to brush away the snow. His silence feels cold as a protest as his glare is directed downward, making sure his belongings are dry. With his hair plastered against his neck and eyes narrowed to slits, Tenn raises his head and focuses on what really matters.

"I would like to file a complaint with the administration regarding the conduct of the welcoming committee."

Rain, Rain

[thezekeinator]

"I think they had it worse than us!" Zeke waved off the concern with a flutter of his hands. Of anyone, he ought to complain, being as he wasn't wearing a shirt, but the whole escapade had just brought a grin to his face even as snow slowly melted in his hair. "It was obviously a mistake. They're students, yeah? We'll be screwing up like that too in no time flat!"

Peridot | Steven Universe

[logdates]

The Airship There

Peridot isn't sure what she thinks about this new idea of magic. After all, Gem abilities are things humans would consider magic, but that's not the word she'd use for any of it. She'll have to see how this plays out before she can make any decisions, though. Being taken away from her newfound home and friends is something that brings up mixed feelings, as well, and with all that uncertainty, Peridot is uncharacteristically subdued for most of the trip.

After a while, though, she takes out her tape recorder, hits the red button, and begins to speak.

"Log date... 7 16 2," she starts, continuing - after brief hesitation - with the date from back on Earth. "I'm on something called an airship, and the name is misleading. You'd think it was similar to a spaceship, but this is far less advanced than I had hoped."



Thaumaturgy 101

Peridot tends to act confident in her abilities, but she also tends to be stubborn. Being a student feels somehow inherently insulting, even if she did agree to this. Fortunately, this stubbornness provides a good cover for her uncertainties. What if she's really bad at magic? The concern holds her back, leaving her gnawing on her wand as the others in class set to work.

Then she seems to realize what she's doing with the wand, and she makes a disgruntled sound as she drops it on her desk. "What am I doing?" she sighs.

Thaumaturgy

[bridge_princess]

"Chewing on a stick," came the unsolicited reply from someone seated just to the right and behind the gemstone. Her hair was a ruffled, dirty blonde and she was barely making good on the dress codes of this place, clearly not caring a great deal about her appearance. What was the point? Everyone was better looking than her, so no need to stick out.

She was just as nervous about failing at magic as Peridot was. She was awful at the wielding of power, and used to only very limited, very specific things that trash like her could do, so she was in a surly, grumpy mood. But, then again, that wasn't really anything new. So, here she was, doing her best to make a good impression by stating the blatantly obvious.

Parsee Mizuhashi | Touhou | OTA

[bridge_princess]

Airship
Parsee was less than pleased with the situation, but that was like saying that the sky was blue or that fruitcake tasted awful. She was never really pleased with much of anything, and her current predicament was no different. Certainly, she could look forward to being housed in an academy of magic, which was going to be a lot better than lurking under a bridge in old hell and waiting for some dumb sap to try and cross over her turf. Sure, she didn't feel her powers pulling at her, making her want to share her misery with everyone that she met. But none of that changed anything.

She was still some rotten, forgettable bridge troll of a youkai. She was the lowest totem poll when it came to spiritual creatures and now she didn't even have her powers to protect her, was surrounded by countless other prospective students, all of whom had to be better at what they did than her. She could just crouch in a chair, feeling sorry for herself and glowering at everything that was way above her paygrade.

"Don't know why anyone's bothering," she muttered and glanced at whoever was cursed to get the seat next to her before snorting and looking away, slouching forward and looking generally surly.

Rain, Rain
Being soaked to the bone and then freezing as she fled into the entryway with her meager possessions was far more normal for Parsee. She felt intermittent jealousy at those nearby who were wielding magical power. It was hard not to be jealous of people like them. They were like Patchouli or Marisa, all of them better than her. Parsee imagined both women would have loved this place.

At least she looked like she felt, a drowned rat just inside of the doorstep. She grunted and started to dry herself off. "Oh yeah, this place is going to be so different. So wonderful. Feels just like home right now." Bullcrap. It was much nicer and warmer than home. But you couldn't get her to admit that easily.

Thaumaturgy
It took absolutely no guesswork to know that mucking up a magical spell was dangerous. She'd only had to hear the bookworm prattle about that off and on whenever she crossed the bridge. It wasn't often, but she'd still picked up that it was hazardous. Why should it be different here? But, Parsee couldn't be fucked to actually pay careful attention to a word he said.

Why? Not because she didn't care, but because she didn't think she'd be any good at this and so why bother to learn? At his direction, she picked up a trainee's wand and waved it in a pattern that looked similar to, but not quite right. "Sense magic," she said in the least committal way possible, right before a puff of magic exploded in her face and she hiccuped.... and hiccuped again. "Oh very *hic* funny. Why shouldn't that *hic* happen?"

rain, rain

[burningbrighter]

Sunset is really not feeling this place at the moment. Why hadn't she brought the coat with a hood, again? She hovered at the door to wring out her pounds of hair, giving the other girl a curious look.

"Yeah, I've gotta admit this isn't the greatest start. But maybe it'll get better instead of worse?"

She could hope, anyway.

Alucard | Castlevania (netflix edition, s2 spoilers)

[pitifulscion]

[airship]

[Leaving the castle and hold abandoned did not sit well with Alucard by any means. It wasn't safe, left open to a world that didn't understand and openly condemned what laid within. God forbid anyone actually stumble across it and dare enter, they'd return with a torch-carrying mob. More than the foreign world and almost recognizable technology of the airship, it ground at his nerves to know his and Trevor's respective homes were without their appointed protector.]

[Worse still, it couldn't be helped and there was nothing he could do about it. The young man sat at a table lost in thought--would he return before Trevor and Sypha did? What state would things be in once he did? And more pertinent to the immediate situation, what on earth was he going to do now?]

[rain]

[Standing just barely within the gate and out of the worst of the rain, gold eyes watched as the students worked--taking in the details of the diagram and what little he could hear of their technical speak. Before he could think to compare it to what he knew of magic, a frigid wind blew and with it came a flurry of snow sending the horrified students scattering and rushing past him back inside.]

[...Sypha would have been utterly ashamed on their behalf. No sooner did that thought leave him did the whole situation strike him as just a bit funny, mouth curved into a very slight smile and a quiet chuckle beginning to work its way out of his throat.]

Rain

[bridge_princess]

What's so funny?

[Normally, she wasn't one to stick her neck out and so much as ask a question of someone who was clearly more important than her, but her she was, drying herself off in the doorway and shaking the snow out before she could get needlessly cold and she heard him chuckle. It made her curious. He didn't seem to be laughing at her, at least.]

Orisa | Overwatch

[stillnewatthis]

The Airship There

The provided seating was... inadequate.

Oh well. It was not the first time. Moving to an open space where she could rest without blocking the way, Orisa turned three times in place before lowering her tauric body to the floor and folding up her legs.

"The ability of this vehicle to fly without the necessary technology is 'magic'," she said, trying the strange word out in her speech processor in the hopes that repetition would make it sensible. "But to imagine that I should be able to perform it... seems illogical. How is this possible?"

Thaumaturgy 101

Gripping the wand in her hand, Orisa copied the professor's motions with mathematical precision, intoning "Sense Magic," as she did. The repetition was flawless, but nothing happened. No shimmer, no sensation.

"I do not comprehend. Further viewing is required. Requesting assistance."

Bala-Inlota Practice

Analyzing tactics.

Graviton pulses disabled. Barrier shield disabled. Supercharger nonfunctional. Fortify offline. All internal deployments useless, in other words. Well, that left only one thing to do.

With a rush of air in its wake, Orisa raised the massive fusion driver that was her right arm. "Your defensive spells should be adequate to resist this without casualty," she said calmly, then launched a stream of particles downstream like a firehose, triple barrels engaged in flawless sequence.

As bullets glanced off of hastily-conjured wards and the physical line stumbled, Orisa casually lateraled the ball to her nearest teammate. "Go! I will protect you!"

The Airship There

[logdates]

When Peridot caught sight of Orisa, her interest was immediately piqued. Whatever she was looking at? It was a marvelous creation. The Gem scrambled over in time to hear Orisa speak, and that left her in wide-eyed awe.

"Wow, you're - impressive! What kind of beings made you?" she asked, looking up at Orisa without the slightest idea that she might sound wildly insensitive.

Alphonse Elric | Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood

[bloodseals]

✨ The Airship There
[For all the traveling that Alphonse Elric has done in his life, this certainly takes the cake. He's chosen to sit in one of the viewing seats up front, though he's left his belongings in his chair. Instead, those who might also be in the viewing area will notice a large set of armor with its hands up against the glass, looking somehow almost as wide eyed as a kid in a candy store. He isn't actually vibrating with excitement, but he might as well be.

When he turns to someone next to him, the only way to perceive his expression is by the glee in his tinny sounding voice.]

I can't believe we're actually flying in a ship! Have you ever been on one of these before?

✨ Rain, Rain
[Unsurprisingly, despite the rain, Al is immediately drawn to the group of students drawing all sorts of formulas on the ground. He'd figured out earlier about losing his alchemy and had initially been quite distressed—but this? This is almost familiar in a strange way, even if it doesn't all fit together the same way as alchemy does. But it's close enough that Al's eyes are watching the other student's work with a slowly growing beginning of understanding regarding what they're doing.

It's then that he notices the one boy's slash going wild and Al's eyes widen (as much as they do anyway, it's mostly the glow inside that widens a bit). He moves quickly to shield someone near him, clanking with the quick, aggressive motions. Luckily for Alphonse, the sudden drop in temperature won't affect him—and he's relieved the result wasn't some kind of explosion either. He looks down at the person he'd just shielded and lets out a weak laugh.]

Sorry, you're okay right? We should probably get you inside.

✨ Thaumaturgy 101
[Alphonse is, at his core, an absolute nerd. So he's been listening and taking notes with the utmost precision and dedication, nodding along while the professor explains how things work—even the most boring parts. The basics and foundations are the most important parts if you're going to do something right.

The moment they're released from note taking to do their first actual spell, Al picks up his wand and looks eagerly from the drawn sigil to the person next to him.]

So it's Sound, Sight, and Semantics, right? The way this is all explained, it really does remind me of all the studying my brother and I did when we were learning alchemy, just a little different in the end.

Rain

[bridge_princess]

[Seeing someone else lunge out to protect her from an errant blast of magic was probably one of the last things that Parsee had ever expected to experience in her life. She was more stunned by that than the sight of the magic being flung about in the way that it was. Her eyes widened and she stared up at the statuesque, almost gargantuan man in a suit of armor, or at least what she assumed was a big man in armor.]

What? I'm fine! Why'd you do something like that?

[She was hustling with her meager possessions towards the door, confusion evident in her features. Really, she'd meant 'why'd you do that for someone like me?' But it was hard to actually vocalize such a thing so openly.]

Hrid | Fire Emblem Heroes

[freezing_seal]

[The Airship There]

[ No, Hrid didn't want to relax. He had the Askr royals and the Summoner to assist. There was so much to do. So much to do to replay their help. So needless to say, he is absolutely irate. However, the prince wore a neutral expression. As cool as ice. It is unbecoming of a prince to lose composure, after all. That was what he gathered growing up and gathered as much for the day he would be crowned King of Nifl.

While he shared some people's sentiments of not being too pleased, it would do no good to be part of the miserable crowd, he concluded. So he will look to his seatmate (whoever would have been sitting near him) and offered the person a drink from a tray that flew by.

This is probably a habit for him to do this as an older brother and looking after his three sisters. ]

I knew magic was a thing of its own, but I've never seen anything like this. Have you?


[ Thaumaturgy 101 ]

[ Much of Hrid's childhood was academics and training. Training was with swords, but it was training, nonetheless. Therefore, while he hardly considered himself someone affiliated with magic like his sister was, he still paid close attention and took the lecture seriously. (He had no choice but was he really going to be some rebellious brat causing trouble in the first day? Not him.) If he was going to be lifting a wand more than a sword, so be it. Whatever it took to get him home soon. He repeats the instructor's words with such confidence. (Soon to be a mistake he regrets later) ]

Sense magic.

[And after that, he was starting to think nothing happened. Huh.

That is odd... he said. Or. He thought he said but his own voice wasn't heard even though he swore his lips moved.

....Huh?! What's the meaning of- Again. No voice but swore he was saying this. His hand raised up to touch his throat, wondering if he came down with something suddenly and now the ice prince's voice was gone. But He was fine minutes ago, so he doubted something would hit him that quickly...

He was quick to put two and two together to think maybe the wand DID do something, after all.

Oh dear... There goes his voice, it seems. He really hoped it was temporary, then he's in a pinch. Feel free to tease him? Help a muted (for the time being) guy out? ]

Airship

[zanarkandian]

[Tidus is just grateful to be going somewhere after what he's been through, so he's content to go wherever this leads. He sits for a moment, accepting the offer with a grateful nod]

Thanks. And kinda, yeah. Everyone used their own kind of magic, but this stuff sounds way more complicated.

I wonder what the school's like. All that magic in one place must get pretty wild.

Fluttershy | My Little Pony: Equestria Girls | OTA

[shiningkindness]

The Airship There

Fluttershy couldn't help feeling a bit nervous as she sat curled up in one of the cushioned chairs, trying very hard not to panic. Not only had she somehow been transported to a different world that, as far as she could tell, wasn't related to Equestria in anyway so even Princess Twilight probably couldn't help her, but the spell that had brought her here had also given her magic, while somehow stripping her of the magic she had before arriving there.

What made it worse, and the main reason she was not fairing well with trying to calm down, was that none of her friends seemed to be there either. Dealing with all of this was bad enough, but trying to do it on her own was more than she could handle right now.

Thaumaturgy 101

This type of magic was definitely different from the magic she was used to.

From what Sunset had told her, spells and incantations were pretty standard for magic in Equestria. But they had never had to use any kind of spells when they Ponied Up, or to use their geodes. And they certainly never had to use wands, which she was pretty sure Sunset didn't have to either. Wands like the ones they were provided seemed more like the kind of magic she had read about in books.

Having to draw the precise pattern with the incantation also made her a bit nervous, but she found that thinking about Twilight, and how excited she would have been to learn this kind of magic, made it a bit easier to give it at try.

[burningbrighter]

Sunset hated this. She had responsibilities to her friends at CHS, and she couldn't just leave them. Not like this! Learning new magic was exciting for her, of course, and part of her was curious about the new school, but she wasn't happy.

At least she wasn't until she spotted a familiar pink head of hair. She'd been walking quickly in one direction when the sight stopped her in her tracks, causing her to stumble and have to reach for the nearest support column to keep steady.

"Fluttershy?"

Seto Kaiba | Yu-Gi-Oh Duel Monsters

[blue_ice]

airship

Relax? Ha. This young man curled up in a seat at the corner, arms folded and looking almost murderous. Everything about this situation was entirely ridiculous, in his professional opinion...yet unfortunately it didn't surprise him. Strange magic had been making his life unnecessarily difficult for years now, so he supposed it was only a matter of time before it infected him too.

He had no patience for the call of destiny, or any of this other nonsense, so he'd simply do what was required to stay alive and excel at it enough to keep the others off his back. He tried not to look too approachable and was hopefully succeeding.

"Well, this will be a complete waste of time," he was sure.

rain, rain

Kaiba scowled as the wind picked up, looking ridiculous with his trenchcoat held over his head. These were the people supposed to help them control their volatile magic? He scoffed as he slogged with the others toward the school.

"If they were hoping to inspire or reassure us about this training, this was the worst possible first impression," he grumbled. With that posture and scowl he'd usually look intimidating, but the soaking-wet and shivering aspects of this situation make him look more like a hissing cat.

thaumaturgy 101

He was distinctly dreading his first magic lesson. Wand-waving and mumbo jumbo were not his strengths at all, and he'd be damned if he looked like a fool in front of the other students. Even if it was a subject he had disdain for.

But the professor's words were oddly reassuring. Focus and precision were things he could do, so after taking meticulous notes, he followed the instructions exactly.

"Sense Magic."

His timing and wandwork were precise, if not entirely precisely in sync, so the side effect was minor---just his normally perfectly-slicked hair standing on end and an explosion of color. Hmph.

He willed himself to focus with a shaky breath, daring anyone to say something with a glare.

thaumaturgy 101 - Had to

[perpetual_underdog]

"Ahhhhh man! I can't believe I'm gonna be late again! Professor Loshakle is gonna flip!" A distressed teenager lamented to himself as he hurriedly raced through the halls to his next class. Just because this was a new school, it didn't mean that his punctuality had improved one bit. That being said, he still managed to find the classroom just in time to witness a familiar face conjuring up his new hairdo.

Unceremoniously, throwing the door open Joey was prepared to expel a list of apologies to the teacher when the sight of Seto Kaiba had him halting immediately in his tracks. What was rich boy doing here?!

Then in a flash, he lost whatever was left of his composure and didn't even try to suppress his laughter. " If you were trying to make yourself look more like a pinata, you succeeded Kaiba." The festive colors were a sharp contrast to the serious expression the former brunette was sporting. "Personally, I 'tink it's an improvement!"

DG | Tin Man

[daughteroflight]

Airship

DG takes a seat in the viewing area up front. She figures that's the best was to know what's ahead of her - at least literally - and since it's likely everyone else will want to take in the view at some point her fellow Sundered will probably show up too.

She puts her feet up on the back of the seat in front of her and sighs. This is...ridiculous, she's already been randomly transported someplace where she finds out she has magical powers and a hidden destiny. At least in the O.Z. she'd been a princess, now she's back to being a student.

A snack tray floats by and she snags an orange. "Hey," she calls after it. "Do you guys have beer? Cuz I could really go for one."

Worth a shot, but likely futile. Just like attempting to access her native magic. Still, DG peels the orange but before digging in she sets the fruit in the palm of her left hand and closes her eyes. Like Toto and Az had taught she concentrates, tries to let the light flow through her to levitate the orange, make it spin. The weird, alien magic inside her shifts and stirs but she ignores it to try and find her magic.

The more she concentrates the tighter her eyes close and the more her hand wobbles. She probably looks ridiculous.

Thaumaturgy 101

A wand? What is she, a fairy godmother? Where she's from (now that she's not from Kansas anymore) magic just sort of...happens. You focus on a thing and poof! Thing done! Whether you wanna unlock a door or travel a couple hundred miles or shrink your enemies to fit in the palm of your hand, it can be done if you want it bad enough.

So DG only half-heartedly follows along with the symbol, probably waggling the wand a little too much. "Bippity bobbity boo, I guess."

Bala-inolta

DG has the ball. She doesn't want the ball at this point but she has it and she has to get rid of it. Think think think, think faster... oh, yes! That Fantastics lesson a couple days ago, she remembers the tune and starts to whistle.

As she finishes the second bar her exact location becomes a little less clear to observers. She moves to the left, then backwards, then singles out a teammate and throws the ball.

"Here, catch!" she cries. Sadly who is supposed to catch the ball and where it's coming from might not be as obvious as she hopes.

Bala-inolta

[perfectenn]

Then throwing the ball to someone specializing in Fantastics was probably the best idea. Tenn falters on the note he was holding, reflex breaking his concentration when he raises his arms to catch. (Didn't hit his face! There's the important thing!) His eyes narrow, casting a sharp glance in her general direction that clearly says, thanks, I hate it.

Now the field has turned to him. Oh, good, he has an audience. Starting a hum in the back of his throat, Tenn rolls the ball teasingly from one hand to another (there may be some fanservice in the form of a wink thrown at the opposing team), before opening his mouth to a low note that obscures the air around him. And then he’s sending a rolling fog to fluster them while he darts forward to return the hot potato to her.

"I don't want it, either. Here."

Lloyd Irving | Tales of Symphonia

[idealistic]

★ The Airship There ★
[ never let it be said that Lloyd wasn't already familiar with flying vehicles; he had the rheiards to thank for that. zipping around to and fro through the air without a care in the world was something he was accustomed to, sure, and he's seen floating islands as well… but never in Lloyd's wildest dreams did he imagine seeing an entire ship soaring through the sky as well! almost immediately after he boarded, he could be seen zipping anywhere and everywhere, taking in the sights and watching the contraption work its magic from the inside out.

it's not long, however, before Lloyd's enthusiasm dies down and he can be found leaning against a railing right before a window. he's staring outside of the glass listlessly, his brows knitted together in a pensive frown that could easily draw concern from all who knew him -- and possibly some who don't. is he thinking about home? his friends? the mission he's been suddenly plucked away from? before one could even come to a conclusion, Lloyd suddenly pipes up with a long, drawn out sigh. ]

…This hunk'a junk's not really all that special, huh?

[ …turns out it was none of those. the idiot's just already bored of the airship. ]

★ Rain, Rain… ★
[ so Lloyd may have quickly lost interest in the airship after a grand total of twenty minutes onboard, but that excitement was quickly revitalized by the sight of the school itself coming into view, which could be considered surprising. school was never really Lloyd's shtick, but this was a school on magic. how could he not be fascinated by the concept?!

it's just a right shame that it happened to be pouring.

it doesn't take long for Lloyd to end up so drenched that he ends up looking more like a certain broody red-haired swordsman than his usual doofy self, and it quickly becomes frustrating for him to constantly have to brush his hair away from his face. he does take pause at the gates, watching with fascination as the students began working on… something or other. the math jargon was beyond him, but the diagram was a bit of a familiar sight. he'd seen plenty of those back home, when his friends were casting magic.

…until the spell is completed. suddenly the temperature drops in a way that Lloyd knows isn't coming from his wet clothes and he's suddenly hit with a blast of cold air. he's quick to react, shielding himself from the cold wind as best as he can — a futile effort, really — before he hightails it to the nearest source of cover. not without tossing out a displeased "What the hell was that for?!" at the students.

once under cover, he sighs heavily, moving to remove one of his soaked gloves to wring it out. he pipes up, not really addressing anyone in particular as he speaks. ]

Man… what a welcome that was.

★ Thaumaturgy 101 ★
[ as mentioned earlier, school was never really Lloyd's shtick. he was always one of the worst students in the class, if not the worst, simply for the fact that he had such a short attention span that he had trouble retaining information. it took having his dinner being denied to him for him to remember all the Dwarven Vows by heart, after all.

and that short attention span is very much prevalent here. throughout the short lecture, Lloyd was either found dozing off, staring out a window (if there were even windows), or doodling something or other in his journal-- all of which were the exact opposite of what he was expected to be doing. he doesn't even really look up until he spots the shimmering from the corner of his eye, catching the tail-end of the spell before he could watch the proper motions behind it.

crap. uh.

gulping, he scrambles for his wand before leaning to his neighbor. he hasn't had an opportunity to really get to know his classmates, but they wouldn't just leave him in the dust like this… right? ]

Hey, uh. Hhhow did he do that glitter-thing again?



(OOC: I'm a flexible sort-- whether you prefer action or prose, I'll follow you!)

thaumaturgy

[sorewatopsecret]

[His desk neighbor shoots him a blank stare, staying silent for a good moment. It's almost as if she was judging him, but that certainly was not the case. Thankfully, Takane isn't one to leave people in the dust, preferring to let others drag her at their pace (mostly).

She'll slide over her notebooks. That are... ultimately, while written in a rather pretty and elegant manner, highly unreadable.]

Lay your eyes upon the glyph inscribed on the chalkboard. You must trace that very symbol with your wand from left to right, wait a beat of pause, then recite "Sense Magic" out loud.

Takane Shijou | The iDOLM@STER

[sorewatopsecret]

I. The Airship There
[If there was one thing Takane was good at, it was being highly accepting of every situation that befalls her, no matter how surreal or confusing. Which is why she'll gracefully seat herself onto one of the viewing seats, helping herself to the mystical view, as well as the snacks that were constantly offered by the floating trays.

Lots and lots of snacks, actually. Somehow, she's managed to procure a plate and pile it high with various pastries, sandwiches, and other finger foods that she couldn't quite identify, but would give a try nonetheless. She just eats. And eats. And eats. Somehow, she still doesn't get quite enough, and continues to refill her plate from any other tray passing by. And despite all this rampant gluttony, she manages to somehow keep the display graceful and tidy.

In the midst of her gobbling, something catches her eye, and she turns her attention to you:]

I beg you good pardon, my esteemed peer. If it is of no convenience, might you be able to pass along to me teacup floating there?

II. Thaumaturgy 101
[Ah, she is so cold. Even despite being sufficiently dried up and given a uniform as a change of clothes after that whole rain and blizzard fiasco, Takane can still feel the chill in her bones. Not that many around her could tell, as she remains quiet and attentive towards the lecture, trying her best to take notes like a good student.

When it comes to practicing the basic spell, however, despite tracing the symbol quite well with her wand---]

Sense Magi---CHOO! [Messing up the incantation with a heavy sneeze, instead of sparkling, her wand fires out a bolt of magic at the nearest person. You know that static shock you get sometimes when you touch a doorknob? It feels like that, but times twenty.]

III. Bala-inlota Practice
[Why yes, this is a ball in her hand. Takane stares blankly at the foreboding team hurdling towards her own like a violent tidal wave, almost as if she doesn't register the impending threat of misery that was coming towards her and her team mates. However, in a quick second, her eyes and attention suddenly sharpen as they get closer, and she chucks the ball towards you, standing a bit closing to the center of the field.

She readies her wand, and stares down the approaching opposing team.]

My esteemed peer! Offense is the greatest defense! Run forth, to glory...!

Thaumaturgy 101

[delusionsofleveilleur]

[The sudden sneeze is enough to distract him from his own practice, but as he turns towards the origin of the sound, it's too late to do much of anything to prevent the attack. He just barely manages to cross his arms in front of his face, but the shock courses through his entire body and completely stuns him for just a moment, enough to fall out of his chair and onto his knees.

He grasps a hand at his chest, startled from the gap in his breathing, but already the sensation starts to tingle away as if nothing had happened. His eyes are wide as he regains his senses, looking back towards the direction of the bolt. His breathing is still a bit heavy, and he isn't able to get any words out, but his expression probably says it all regardless.]

Tidus | Final Fantasy X

[zanarkandian]

Airship

It's so strange. One moment, he'd been idly watching the wildflowers and pyreflies as he'd been doing for who knew how long, and the next he was bursting into somewhere, full of feeling and pain. And now he was off to some kind of school?

Well, he supposed it was better than the alternative. He'll be unusually cheerful on the airship, greeting everyone with a small smile and wave.

"Hey. Come on, this can't be that bad...right?"

Thinking about the potential future is better than dwelling in the past, he reminds himself.

Bala-inlota practice

Hey, it's blitzball! With less breath-holding and more long-range spells. Tidus can totally do this. He doesn't actually know enough magic to protect himself effectively yet (boy did he miss his time magic from home), but he'd just have to let his speed and strength carry him through.

He leapt into the air and executed a perfect kick at the goal, only for the forces of gravity to suddenly crash down on him. He hit the ground with a yelp, rolling to avoid a lightning bolt. Why did lightning always have it out for him, anyway?

He flashed his teammate a thumbs up, smiling despite the pain. "Nice pass! Think we've got what it takes?"

Airship

[delusionsofleveilleur]

Riding the airship, at least, is a comforting feeling. It takes Alphinaud from a sudden and unusual displacement and provides a momentary reprieve as he's reminded already of home. That being the case, perhaps he hasn't traveled too far...

He's been sitting, deep in thought over such things, and feeling a tinge of nostalgia over his first carriage ride into Gridania. Among the passengers, most were silent and kept to themselves, but there was an exception— not unlike the present. As he turns towards the voice he's been hearing, he notices that it's now being directed at him. He tilts his head slightly, giving some serious thought to the simple question asked of him, but he smiles back.

"We won't know such things for sure until we uncover more information," he starts, having to first accept the possibility of an unpleasant truth. "But I believe we will be given ample opportunity to do so. For the time being, I can say that I have certainly been on the receiving end of a far worse welcome."

Sunset Shimmer | My Little Pony: Equestria Girls

[burningbrighter]

airship

Oh, Sunset raged for a little while when she was first briefed on the situation. Her friends needed her! How could this just happen? People really shouldn't mess around with magic they don't understand!

Of course, she wasn't a hypocrite, so that meant she had to come here and learn to understand it. She spent most of the journey wandering the ship, sympathizing with all the complaints she overheard.

"Sometimes I think magic might be more trouble than it's worth, if this keeps happening every time uses magic they don't understand," she shrugged, popping something from the snack tray into her mouth. Heh. Not bad!

rain, rain

What a mess. Sunset pulled her jacket tighter around herself, glancing suspiciously at the spellcasters around them. What were they doing? Why wasn't it working? She then looked up at the sky, wondering if something else could be responsible for the snow.

"Geez, it's like the windigos are raging again. But it's not like there's a shortage of negative emotion around here."

Could emotions affect their magic? She'd have to look into that, and maybe ask the professors.

airship

[priforprince]

"You're intruding."

And that was Hibiki's snack tray. It might have been everybody's snack tray when this airship lifted off, but Hibiki has commandeered it to float next to her and provide her with snacks and tea, and that means it is Hibiki's snack tray now.

She looks at Sunset in profile, somehow managing to occupy and entire couch despite being a single human sitting straight up. She also manages to look down at the other girl despite being the one sitting. A celebrity possesses countless skills. "Cloud the atmosphere elsewhere with your displeasure."

Elizabeth Bennet | Pride and Prejudice

[a_sharp_wit]

The Airship There;
Everything is so new and unusual here that much of Elizabeth's trip thus far has been one of disorientation so keen as to make her head swim. The airship's very appearance has struck her keenly, leaving her gaping in mute wonder outside of it as others passed her by to enter.

Once she had gathered her wits about her again, she followed along with the crowd and eventually saw herself seated. It didn't last for long because Elizabeth was as desperately curious as she was desperately fearful. She always rose up in the face of challenge and even now as she approached the glass front of the ship near the viewing seats, her heart pounded away in her chest.

Eventually she had to sit, just a touch shaky in one of those viewing seats, unknowingly joining the table of another. Her eyes were so glued on the glass itself that it wasn't for another moment that she noted the other person - unless they spoke first of course.

Either way a quick flush rises in her cheeks as she blinks at her companion in surprise. "Pardon me."

Thaumaturgy 101;
In Elizabeth's opinion, the professor is a quick draw on his symbol making. A little too quick as she's fairly sure she's managed to miss some part of the simple or other just in the time it takes to blink.

For a moment she sits with wand poised as she had seen him do and then sort of... sits here. And then her brow furrows.

"I have not the faintest notion of how one begins such a symbol." Had she not even caught the very beginning?

Airship

[delusionsofleveilleur]

Alphinaud himself had been rather lost in his own world. Not finding anything of particular note aboard this vessel caused him to realize that perhaps he would simply have to wait until the arrival at the academy. As such, he had taken to seating himself and watch the world go by through the windows while he quietly sipped at some tea that conveniently floated his way.

When he hears a voice suddenly, he turns to see that his table has gained a new companion. He gives a polite nod, acknowledging her presence.

"Hello," he says. "You've come to partake of the view as well?"

Alphinaud Leveilleur | Final Fantasy XIV

[delusionsofleveilleur]

The Airship There

[Alphinaud is quick to survey the surroundings, first searching for any books that might be available to gain insight on the land. Short of that, he settles for the old fashioned way, making his way to the front of the ship towards the glass viewing area. Sadly, there isn't much to be gained here, either, and he sighs.

He'll just have to wait until their arrival, he supposes, but it doesn't ease his restlessness in the meantime. He glances about the passengers and notes that there seems to be quite a variety here. What that means, he can't even begin to guess, but he has to keep his mind at it, lest he lose it.

Deciding to look about the ship some more, he quickly turns around— a bit too quickly as he accidentally bumps into someone the moment that he does.]

Ah—

Rain, Rain...

[The downpour is unpleasant, but at least it isn't snow... Or at least, it isn't until the failed spell instantly plunges their surroundings into a winter blunderland. The freeze happens so fast, taking advantage of his soaked clothes and features, that he barely has a chance to react before it's already become so difficult to breathe. He does terribly in such weather with preparation, and yet here he is left to succumb to the elements. The wind in particular is not doing him any favors. It's so cold, and he holds his shoulders as he starts to hunch over, trying anything to block the wind from exacerbating the situation, but finding it incredibly difficult to move forward.

No, no. It's hard, but he has to move! Freezing to death here is definitely not an option! And the longer he waits, the harder it's going to become. Already he can feel the wetness clinging to his body hardening into ice. He's endured worse than this. He's endured worse, he tells himself with each step, but each time he thinks the discomfort of it might start to numb, the wind blows harder and sets it off again.

It feels like a thousand yalms before he finally makes it inside, but once he does, the ice all over him starts to feel as fire instead. He slides over to the wall and lowers himself to the ground, leaning against it for support. He can't stop shaking as the cold has set in to the bone. With enough time he should return to normal, but... That was a bit much.]

That was... some magic.

[bearshermark]

Rain, rain..

[Eleven shudders a few short steps away, arms crossed over his chest and desperately trying to rub warmth back into them. His feet march in place in a similar dance, but he manages the strength for a short smile for his fellow Sundered.]

I really.. don't like cold magic.

[Hands shaking, he curls them into a circle and performs a brief, sweeping gesture, but no fire flickers to life between them. He's disappointed, but shrugs and goes back to shivering through the lingering chill.]

W-was worth a try.

Minfilia Warde | Final Fantasy XIV

[linkpearls]

The Airship There

Is this how an adventure starts?

Minfilia never thought herself to be the type to go on grand adventures and explore new lands, usually that was her good friends while she held down the fort. But there is mixed feelings on the start of this journey: excitement due to the unknown and extreme worry because she was suddenly taken when the Mother Crystal had decided to speak to her. What happened to her friends? Were they safe? All she can do now is pray that they are and that the mess the Scions have gotten into can be resolved somehow. Maybe it's due to watching the windows of the airship that her thoughts wonder to anything and everything in between. She just needs to have faith that this path set will help them all in the end.

And besides, this kind of airship she has never ridden on before. If Cid saw this, he might need a pinch to ensure that he is not dreaming. "I never have seen such advances before. The magic of this star must be remarkable to create as such."

That and Eorzea is not the most technologically advanced. It's all new to her.


Rain, Rain

"Ah-!"

Guess what happens when your outfit does cover up a good portion of your body but is still exposing everything chest down to more than likely one's smallclothes line and get hit with extreme cold? You feel it and Minfilia is no exception. The last time she at least had a thick coat to withstand the Coerthan winter but alas, not today. She tenses up as she wraps her arms around and shivers, trying her best to move as fast as she can without trying to block anyone else moving towards the main building. The keyword being 'try' because she would not be successful most of the time, bumping into random people along the way.

"Ah, my apologies! I was not expecting such drastic changes in the skies."



Thaumaturgy 101

When it came to magic, Minfilia was a novice as can be. However, it just went that she needed to work much harder to complete her tasks and reach her goals. Sure the professor might be a big grouch but he has knowledge and she is writing everything he says and does down on parchment. And we mean everything. When it comes time to try and practice the spell, Minfilia is nervous but one cannot learn by simply taking notes, can they?

And so, she takes her wand, makes the gestures and speaks clearly: "Sense Magic!" and then blue smoke seems to putter out. Is that supposed to be correct? "Hmm, mayhap this-?" She tries the movements again and speaks the spell "Sense Magic!" but nothing seems to show up. Well, at least not that she can see; anyone else can notice how her normally blonde hair is now a shade of bright neon green.

"That is strange. Is it because of my lack of knowledge of this particular magic?"

Yeah, she won't notice that until someone says it.

Thaumaturgy | the queen herself omg

[idealistic]

It was fortunate for Minfilia that she was being a proper dutiful student despite her handicap, as the person sitting behind her was very much doing the exact opposite despite being in her shoes. He hadn't been paying attention at all during the lecture and had only caught the tail end of the demonstration, so Lloyd — in typical Lloyd-fashion — was doing his damnedest to play catch-up before the teacher noticed. He latched onto Minfilia in particular, as it looked like she had an idea of what she was doing, and readied himself to mime her actions--

Only to find that her spell failed twice. It wasn't the failures that caught his attention, but the gradual transformation of her hair color. He first thought it was a trick of the light, but Lloyd was able to put two and two together quick enough when he noticed no one else's hair changing. His wand nearly fell out of his grasp from how flabbergasted he was at the sight. This was way different from the usual magic he was used to.

"…Uh…" It didn't seem like she noticed, she seemed more concerned about the spells 'failing' than her own appearance. Should he say something? How would she even react at the results? Girls don't usually like it when their hair is messed with, right? "Is that how it's supposed to work?"

…That said out loud, wasn't it?

Hibiki Shikyoin ♔ PriPara

[priforprince]

[ The Airship There ]

That seat is claimed.

[ Thus spake the person sitting on only one side of this long couch in the corner, sipping at a cup of tea. One of the floating trays appears to have been commandeered into remaining here, holding up the saucer as well as a small plate of extremely fancy-looking refreshments.

The tea-sipper doesn't even bother to look over. ] I'll have you withdraw.

[ Thaumaturgy 101 ]

Sense Magic.

[ Hibiki's wand doesn't so much shimmer as additionally give off a faint aura of purple glitter. She smirks, satisfied, then slips it into her jacket pocket.

And turns to leave, which is when somebody else's spell whizzes past, sending the lone loose long curl atop her head waving, and the doorknob turns into an angry little face that screams at Hibiki when she reaches for it.

"HEY! YOU TRYIN' TO SHIRK CLASS HERE, DOOR?!"

A teacup Hibiki'd left on the table falls off, apropos of nothing, and shatters into a million pieces. For her own part, Hibiki recoils and stumbles backwards. ]

"D-DOOR?!"

[ "YEAH, THAT'S ME, I'M A DOOR, DOOR! I DON'T BLOCK THIS HALLWAY HERE FOR NOTHIN', DOOR! GET YOUR GEKRONUS MAIUS REAR-US BACK INTO ITS SEAT OR I'LL CHOMP ON YOUR FINGERS TILL YOU'RE DONE WRITIN' A FIVE-PARAGRAPH ESSAY ON THE IMPORTANCE OF WAITIN' FOR THE OTHER KIDS, DOOR!"

Hibiki has broken out in a cold, clammy sweat. ] S...sentence....A spell to induce sentence enders.....

[ And she falls backwards. Her knees give out and she just. Thar she blows.

Catch her, maybe? ]

[ Bala-Inlota Practice ]

[ This is an outrage, and a barbaric pastime. But, now that it's come to this, Hibiki will just have to end this farce the only way remaining to her - with a swift and overwhelming victory! ]

Pardon.

[ That was Hibiki with some unnecessary FPrench, coming up behind your character and snatching the ball from their hands. Just as the opposing team arrives, Hibiki jumps, muttering a spell. And when she turns a somersaut and lands, it's on something creaking and whirring just over your character's head. ]

Cover me.

[ And, with that order, Hibiki zips off down the field - surfing on her Top-Quality flying steampunk roomba.

The bottom of which is giving off rather ominous green sparks as the magics working it mix unpleasantly with the amateur spells she'd studied on her own time, but what she can't see can't bother her. This is fine.

Do as she's said, and everything will be just fine. ]

sentence enders: the true enemy

[linkpearls]

Oh!

[Minfilia is close by practicing her spell but what catches her eye is another student falling down and a door yelling? Doors can yell? Enough about that, the more important thing is to make sure Hibiki doesn't land on hard floor. Do not recommend to anyone.

She rushes over and keeps the other steady because what in the Crystal's name just happened?]

Are you alright?!

Maria Ushiromiya | Umineko No Naku Koro Ni

[mariaushiromiya]

The Airship There

It seemed that Maria was taking landing a new and magical world better than most of her fellow sundered. This was because in her heart Maria had always believed that this day would come. The day that she would be free of the people who doubted and bullied her for her belief in magic. She stared wide eyed out the window at the new world. Unfortunately she had arrived in this world before dinner and she was feeling hungry. Someone on board must have some kind of food. She approached a fellow passenger sitting at a table.

"Hi my name is Maria and I didn't have dinner yet. Do you have any snacks?"

Thaumaturgy 101

Maria stared at the board. She had expected magic to be so easy, she'd just be able to snap her fingers and have a bag of candy or a new dress or whatever else she wanted. Now that she was here though it turned out that magic was a lot like her school back home, and Maria wasn't very good at school. She couldn't let this opportunity slip away though, this was real magic. She breathed in a tried to perform the spell exactly as the professor had said. She came close but mispronounced the last word of the spell. Now four glowing blue spheres were bouncing around the room as Maria chased after them.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please could someone help me."

airship

[blue_ice]

Kaiba was quickly gaining a reputation around the ship for being a heartless jerk. Granted, it wasn't entirely unearned, as he did have very little patience for most people. But for reasons he would never willingly disclose, children were one such exception.

Did she have parents she'd been taken from? Was she an orphan? He wondered, but wouldn't dwell on it. As the snack tray passed again, he carefully selected what he could and handed it over.

"If it's as difficult as they make it sound, you'll need your strength. Eat."

Eleven/Luminary | Dragon Quest XI

[bearshermark]

The Airship There

For the first little while aboard the ship, Eleven was determined to find his companions. If they were anywhere, he reasoned, they would be here. He pushed his way through the different rooms to perform a quick scan of heads, fighting both apprehension and relief whenever he thought he spotted one of them.

"Excuse m- ah."

Woops. There went that floating tray of snacks. Eleven stared at the fallen pastries, slowly turning red.

"S-sorry," he said, hastily bending down to pile everything back on the tray. "I did not mean for that."


Rain, rain..

Quite by accident, Eleven found himself roped into handing out towels and blankets to the other Sundered fleeing the blizzard. He was the right age to be a native student, but the towel draped over his hair and sword strapped to his back suggested otherwise. It gave him something to focus on, and he didn't mind helping, really. He wanted to, even.

"There's tea and a fireplace just there," he assured the next person he found shivering, and pushed a blanket into their arms. The smile came easier each time. "Take care not to fall ill."


Thaumaturgy 101

He was paying attention really, but Eleven chose to take a moment to examine the wand he'd been given.

"I've never used a wand," he admitted to the partner he was meant to be practicing with. He traced his fingertips carefully over the length of the wood and wondered where it came from. "Have you?"

Thaumaturgy 101

[perfectenn]

"No." Tenn admits, with the barest touch of hesitation. His wand also looks like it came from a tree branch; he expected something in ivory or metal. Is there a rule about wood being a good conductor of magic?

"When I played a wizard on stage, I was given a staff to use." That was a joke. Maybe. He narrows his eyes. "It was unwieldly for tracing sigils. This may be easier."

Garako | Jigokudou Reikai Tsuushin

[goldeyes]

the airship there

[ Not many noticed the cat slipping aboard the ship among the shadows, but there is most certainly a cat there. At first Garako slipped around doing some exploring, noting locations of importance or people that may be worth remembering, and taking note of any magic that looks more peculiar than the rest.

But then they come across one of the many places where people gather for a bite to eat, and Garako is not shy about being called a bit of a glutton. As such, they slip up toward a person, meows, and looks up at a person who seem to have anything of interest available to eat. (Do ignore the creepy, uncatlike grin and the almost glowing, golden eyes.)

Later on, there may be some mauling of pillow tassels.

Randomly, there's a creepy kind of hihihihi laugh heard from time to time where there is not any other soul visible. ]

rain rain
[ Garako is a cat. Garako already doesn't like rain. Garako likes it even less to be thrown from rain into snow and wind.

So.

There is a cat trying to squirrel its way in under a coat or other, because yuck! ]

thaumaturgy 101
[ Was this person in the classroom before? Surely they weren't. Yet here they are, sitting in a crouch on a chair with their head tilted a fraction, unblinkingly watching the other students' endeavours with eerie golden eyes, smile of pointy teeth, and unsettling giggle tucked behind a kimono sleeve.

The magic here... Curious, curious~ Hihihihi ]

rain, rain

[bearshermark]

[Oh, ouch.

Shuddering and huddled in on himself, Eleven hisses a cloudy breath as small, sharp pains prick through to his knee. He glances down just in time to see the back legs and tail of a black cat disappear into the bag at his waist. It's so surprising that he nearly forgets he's trudging through a snowstorm.

Nearly.

Arm in front of his face, Eleven grits his teeth and pushes through the storm. It's better than Sniflheim, he tells himself, where he had to fight a giant beast and an ice witch in addition to this. If he doesn't fall unconscious, he'll even consider it a victory.

They make it inside.

With shaking arms, Eleven tries to open his bag, but his fingers are too numb to manage much more than some clumsy fumbling.]

We-we're.. in.. side now. Safe. Okay?

Eduard Markgraf von Sekt Nahe Braunschweig | Meine Liebe

[unehelichkind]

the airship there

[ Ed could be unsettled, and it's not like he's not confused, or a bit upset that he was torn away from the conversation he really needed to have with his mother. But he's the excitable, curious sort, and traveling the world and meeting new people, seeing new unfamiliar cultures- it's his unfulfillable dream. He needs to become a politician and he's not breaking his promise to try to become a Strahl member, so it's something that he can't actually do.

So he's excited and giddy and is not able to be still. He has to explore- He has to move and look at all the strange things and talk to all the people- don't be surprised if you are suddenly approached by one friendly and cheerful teenager. Or if said teenager just upended a box of random things or is following a floating tray with curiosity written all over his face. ]

rain, rain
[ A blizzard isn't that big of a deal- Kuchen can get cold during the winter. Ed is more fascinated than upset. ]

An indoor snowstorm! How'd you do it? This is so cool! Can I try?

thaumaturgy 101
[ Okay so Ed... may not be the best at this whole, focusing thing. He's not very good at the exact stuff, when it doesn't involve horses or music.

So unsurprisingly, he quickly bungles the spell.

Hopefully you don't mind your new eyebrow color, or the way the table just broke apart as if every nail just disappeared, or the minor floor or- well anything could have happened, really. ]

Uuuuh... Sorry?

bala-inlota practice
[ Unsurprisingly, Ed is excited. He enjoys physical activities far more than he does the whole brainy stuff.

He comes from an absolutely unmagical world (besides the part where one of his closest friends can talk to flowers and sometimes has brief visions of the future) and he has no idea what he's getting himself into, but movement is his element, far more than sitting at a school bench-

Of course he's also a bit clumsy in a very inelegant fashion, and as a result, well.

Lets say that he accidentally crashed into someone preparing a spell and it's caused some unwanted effects. The mud rain is only one thing that may be the result. He really didn't mean it. ]

Re: Rain. rain

[mariaushiromiya]

Maria had been standing watching the storm in awe but hearing someone ask a question broke her from her stupor. She rushed forward to stand beside the person who had asked the question.

"Me too! Me too! Maria wants to help too!"

Chloe | Lacrimosa ~Nanatsu no Tsumi(Ai)~

[whipoflust]

the airship there

[ Chloe is not in the vest of moods. However, he is an excellent actor and it's the first time in 600 years that he had properly left the Tower of Taboo in which he had been trapped. Annoyance at his revenge being delayed aside, he ought to take the opportunity to learn a thing or two which may be of use to him and his fellow Knights.

But honestly, this is stressful. The Tower has been his safety zone for over half a millennium, and right before ending up in this world he had that terrible nightmare-

So he's not going to bother with the details for a little while. He needs tea. He's eyeing the snacks offered with the pot of adequate but not brilliant brew with a critical eye, passes a glance over at whoever has found a seat nearby at the ship's glass front. ]

I beg your pardon sir, milady. Do you perhaps know what these may be?

[ The types he knows would mainly be comparable to French or Italian foodstuffs, these are not that. ]

Thaumaturgy 101
[ This is more interesting. Of course Chloe would prefer to have a pot of tea as a study companion. If there are spells for procuring tea, he will have to learn them at some point.

As things are though, he will make due.

Chloe will, before actually trying the spell fully, learn to draw the symbol impeccably on paper from memory, before attempting to trace it in the air. He is utterly focused on the task, and doesn't fully pay attention to what is going on around him - it's been a long time since he had a tutor that wasn't one of his fellow Knights - and when he does sense somebody nearby (sitting down after changing a seat, messing up the spell, reaching for something they dropped) he recoils with an expression like he's been slapped.

He tries to calm himself down, but though he smiles, it's strained and he is pale. ]

Ah- my apologies, I didn't notice that you- I have not distracted you, I hope?

Bala-inlota Practice
[ As any aristocrat Chloe is a talented fighter, and as an executioner he is far more versatile than the usual aristocrats may be- and he has picked up a thing or two from a friend who just so happens to be a thief.

But were you really expecting Chloe to actually participate in this tomfoolery? Because he is certainly sitting out, even as the coach is trying to convince him otherwise.

He is absolutely not going to permit anyone to touch him and if anyone (be it coach or supposed team-mate) is reaching out he slips to the side. Physical contact is something that Chloe is not particularly good with, and as such, sports are not an option.

He may cheer on from the sidelines after he's eventually given up upon, however, which may be either encouraging or annoying, depending on how a person is inclined to react to a supposed teammate skipping out on what is apparently meant to be mandatory. ]

Bala-inlota

[priforprince]

Well averted.

[ Says someone stepping up to watch the proceedings. Was there tea served at this match? She's found tea. Or conjured tea. One of the two. ]

Grace such as yours would be wasted on such clamor.

[ Hibiki sounds amused at the prospect. Amused, and somehow knowing. ]

Lena De Spell | DuckTales (2017)

[outofyourshadow]

The Airship There

It was one thing to realize that she was still entirely conscious. It was another to wake up and realize that she hadn't been vaporized, though it certainly had felt like she had.

But finding herself in a world entirely separate from her own, and being told she would be learning magic was too much. If it hadn't been for the simple fact that she, quite honestly, most likely had nowhere else to go -after all, it wasn't like she could go home - she would have just walked away and left it at that.

Right now, though, she kind of wished she had. She knew there were some strange beings back home, but the airship seemed to be full of creatures she had never seen before...actually, they made up a majority of the passengers, which only served to make her feel even more alone than she already was.

Finding a window seat to hunker down in, she resigned herself to what she knew was going to be a long ride.

Rain Rain...

Rain. Of course.

She was already soaked by the time she reached the gate where the students are creating symbols in the air with their wands. She was pretty unimpressed with the magical display, at least until one student caused it all to go wrong.

She quickly scrambled inside with the other students to get out of the cold, chilled and still dripping wet.

Brushing the hair from her eyes, she then started wringing out her sweater. "Well, I sure do feel welcomed now."

Thaumaturgy 101

While she didn't have a lot of practice using magic with a wand, she was familiar with the idea at least, from the little bit she had gleaned from...certain people here and there. And while she didn't have that magic anymore, she remembered enough to be able to recreate the symbol on the board.

"Sense Magic."

She could feel the magic spark within her as the air shimmered in a similar way to the professor's spell, and she couldn't tell if she liked or hated the feeling.

Someone had to make this joke

[bridge_princess]

She wasn't the only one sopping wet, drenched and covered in slush. Parsee wasn't even attempting to get the look of disgust out of her face when she looked back at the entrance and started to wring her clothes out to get the worst of the water out. "Isn't water supposed to go off of a duck's back better than that?" she said, perhaps a touch acridly, as she looked over at the other girl.