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[bunnyblock]

1. does VR exist in your world
2. do you have any experience with programming
3. what's the height of technology available in your world
4. are you interested in video games
5. are you interested in contests of skill as opposed to brute strength


[No hello how are you my name is--none of that. Just a list of five questions--so are you going to answer, or not?]

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[onblackwings]

About programming? [ she huffs ] It doesn't sound very useful.

[ but she doesn't say it ... that firmly ......... maybe she's wrong, is this something she should know about?? ]

[bunnyblock]

You can say that.

But everything is about information these days.

You'll be left in the cold.

[onblackwings]

[ long pause while she hates herself a little for contemplating this, but ... curiosity wins out. ]

What is it? Programming.

[bunnyblock]

Writing code. Creating programs, like the one we're using to communicate on, now.

In order to make life easier.

[Pause. Grin.]

Or more fun.

[onblackwings]

[ she considers her weird phone for a few seconds, then concludes: ] Magic can do the same. Maybe even better.

[bunnyblock]

[The expression on his face changes, maybe something that even looks interested.]

Magic doesn't exist.

Not where I'm from.

[onblackwings]

It's rare in my world, only very few can wield it. [ here's where she gets to brag!!! ] And I just so happen to be a mage.

[bunnyblock]

[A smirk makes its way across his face. An almost cocky look--as if he's challenging her.]

Hoh.

Are you showing off?

What can you do, then.

[onblackwings]

What can't I do might be a better question. Since you're unfamiliar, I'll give you a little information — mages are very versatile. There's a spell for everything, you know.

[bunnyblock]

[For the first time since this conversation started, there's an odd sort of light in his eyes. Curiosity, or genuine interest. Something that's particularly hard to get from the youth; something Khisanth might not recognise right away.

He levels his gaze at her, his arms folding.]

'Everything' is a bit too broad, you know. I have my doubts.

[But...]

Can your magic effect human senses?

[onblackwings]

Yes. [ A simple answer, quickly given. That one's easy — there's a darkness spell that comes as easily to her as breathing, thanks to her nature. ] That's the least of it.

[bunnyblock]

[She can consider his interest immediately zeroed in on her, now, at least. His focus is so singular, it might even seem a bit creepy.]

Are you interested in learning how to use modern technology?

In exchange for a spell like that.

[onblackwings]

[ hey, as far as she's concerned, it's natural. magic is the shit. ]

I could show you how I use it — there's no guarantee you would have the aptitude. If you're willing to make the attempt, though, then you have a deal.

[bunnyblock]

[Were he not so attached to technology, he might agree--magic sounds so much cooler than what he does.]

...I'm willing to put the effort forward. There's something I want.

If magic can grant it, I'd do pretty much anything.

[onblackwings]

What is it?

[bunnyblock]

I want to feel pain.

[onblackwings]

[ oh. well. there's an answer she wasn't expecting. she blinks, looking startled, but: ] That could be arranged.

[bunnyblock]

[She'll be the first person he's admitted it too, as well--likely because he's never met anyone who claims to be capable of changing that.]

Then I'll repeat I'm not kidding.

If you can fix this for me, I'd do whatever you want in return.

[He's tired.]

[onblackwings]

[ whatever she wants, damn, she likes the sound of that. with a smile: ]

Whenever you'd like to do this, then.

[bunnyblock]

Depends on you.

I don't know how magic works. Do you need some sort of preparation for it?

Otherwise, we can do it whenever you're available.

[onblackwings]

Of course not, I'm more skilled with it than that. We can do it now if you'd like.

[bunnyblock]

...

[If he could describe how he feels emotions properly, he'd probably admit to the slight drive of excitement that makes his stomach feel odd. He stares at her through the camera for just a moment, before nodding.]

If you're fine with that, then I don't see the point in waiting.

[He wouldn't want to put a chance like this off, even if he probably should be cautious.]

[onblackwings]

Meet me at the housing, then. At the ground floor, by the door.