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riverview2017-06-13 09:40 am
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Entry tags:
- marvel (616): loki laufeyson,
- the adventure zone: taako taaco,
- ✖ dc comics (rebirth): jonathan kent,
- ✖ dceu: clark kent,
- ✖ doctor who: the twelfth doctor,
- ✖ ensemble stars!: tsumugi aoba,
- ✖ gundam 00: tieria erde,
- ✖ marvel (616): angela,
- ✖ original: jamie dodger,
- ✖ original: líadan ní donnabháin,
- ✖ original: rin,
- ✖ overwatch: reaper,
- ✖ the adventure zone: lucretia,
- ✖ the man from uncle: illya kuryakin,
- ✖ vikings: ivar ragnarsson,
- ✖ yuri on ice: victor nikivorov,
- ✖ yuri on ice: yuuri katsuki
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[Good morning Riverview. America's favourite wizard is here with an announcement.
America's favourite wizard is also doing his first audio only post, because he looks like shit and he's out of spell slots to cast Disguise Self.]
So, uh, what's up, my dudes? I'm gonna cut to the chase here, cause most of you aren't complete idiots and have probably noticed that some weird shit is happening and that weird shit, while not my fault, is thanks to some fucko in my world messing with magical items, so now we're dealing with the consequences.
[That fucko is Magnus, who he's throwing under the bus on this, although not by name at least.
There's a very audible sigh from Taako's end of things.]
Here's the skinny: an item with control over time has gotten its shit messed up in the portal, and that's why people are suddenly like, babies or whatever, and the folks here don't really, uh, well they don't know how to fix it. They don't know enough about the chalice, and I don't know enough about the portal, so... so we're asking for help. I'd put money on arcane knowledge getting us the furthest, but at this point I'm willing to take input from anyone who knows their science shit, too, as long as you're not gonna try to tell me that magic doesn't exist. I can guaran-fucking-tee that I'm not in the mood.
[Someone hasn't slept in two days because he's been trying to figure this out, worried about both the chalice itself and the potential that a part of the light existing in this universe could lead the Hunger to it.]
The big thing is that it needs to go back, we bring that shit all the way in here and it's gonna break pretty bad for a lot of people and this stupid cup has given me enough grief that I'm super ready to never see it again in my entire life. Anyone who wants to help should get in touch with the dudes running the portal, but if you got questions I can field 'em. Heads up, you'll get better answers if you promise me coffee.
[He's doing his Good Deed of the week, he could at least get some caffeine out of it.]
America's favourite wizard is also doing his first audio only post, because he looks like shit and he's out of spell slots to cast Disguise Self.]
So, uh, what's up, my dudes? I'm gonna cut to the chase here, cause most of you aren't complete idiots and have probably noticed that some weird shit is happening and that weird shit, while not my fault, is thanks to some fucko in my world messing with magical items, so now we're dealing with the consequences.
[That fucko is Magnus, who he's throwing under the bus on this, although not by name at least.
There's a very audible sigh from Taako's end of things.]
Here's the skinny: an item with control over time has gotten its shit messed up in the portal, and that's why people are suddenly like, babies or whatever, and the folks here don't really, uh, well they don't know how to fix it. They don't know enough about the chalice, and I don't know enough about the portal, so... so we're asking for help. I'd put money on arcane knowledge getting us the furthest, but at this point I'm willing to take input from anyone who knows their science shit, too, as long as you're not gonna try to tell me that magic doesn't exist. I can guaran-fucking-tee that I'm not in the mood.
[Someone hasn't slept in two days because he's been trying to figure this out, worried about both the chalice itself and the potential that a part of the light existing in this universe could lead the Hunger to it.]
The big thing is that it needs to go back, we bring that shit all the way in here and it's gonna break pretty bad for a lot of people and this stupid cup has given me enough grief that I'm super ready to never see it again in my entire life. Anyone who wants to help should get in touch with the dudes running the portal, but if you got questions I can field 'em. Heads up, you'll get better answers if you promise me coffee.
[He's doing his Good Deed of the week, he could at least get some caffeine out of it.]
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(She hesitates, then follows him through to the living room, standing awkwardly in the doorway. She's actually a fair bit taller than him, now.)
Yes we... sure did the damn thing, huh. (There's a small part of her that is triumphant in knowing that he is, in fact, from a point past the cycles, but it probably isn't a good idea to bring that up just now. She's a little afraid of knowing exactly when he's from.)
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You know why I couldn't tell you, right? If we remember anything from this place...
[Changing things could have dire consequences.]
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(She comes into the room slowly, sinking onto the couch, back straight.) I only... wish I could do something. (She gestures uselessly, staring at a fixed point across the room, away from Taako. She might not regret what's happened, per say, but there are... certainly things she would change, if she could.)
About any of it.
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You took Lup.
[She knows it, but he needs to say it, let the weight of it sink in. Anything else, he could've forgiven, but Lup... Lup was everything.]
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(It's hard to look back at their century long journey and then towards the future and realise that the way that everything had ended up slotting together had been all according to plan. She had very much intended for this to happen. Perhaps she should feel horrified with herself, instead of numb.)
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You could at least fucking apologize.
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Would it help? (She is so deeply, intensely sorry for what has happened to Barry and Lup. Surely he knows that.)
I'm sorry, Taako.
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But she says I'm sorry and it feels like a weight bearing down on his chest.]
I really didn't wanna fucking do this. I could deal with it, when you hadn't actually done all the things I'm angry about, and it's not gonna even last because of the stupid chalice, but this is- this is shit.
[It's dragged up everything he was doing his best to keep buried.]
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I'm sorry, (she repeats, staring down at her hands, the rings on her fingers. The raised veins on the backs of her hands that make a strange roadmap down to her wrists. She's not sure of what else to say. She wants to tell him something stupid, like I wish I hadn't, or maybe we could change it, but they both know such sentiment wouldn't amount to anything, or even necessarily be true.
Above all she wishes somebody else were here to be with him. Somebody else from his time, so he wouldn't be alone with all of this.)
Is... is there anything I can do?
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We gotta fix the portal, then we can just never deal with this entire mess.
[Avoiding the problem is the best way to deal with it, obviously.]
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(She sighs, and puts her face in her hands for a moment, pressing her cold fingers against the backs of her eyelids as she thinks.)
I'm happy to help fix the portal. God, I wish I had my staff.
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It's not quite the power of love, like he joked, but it was in front of them the whole time.]
Half the library is in my room, all the books I could grab on the portal, I'll go get 'em.
[As far as he's concerned, there's nothing more they can say about what Lucretia has done, not if he wants to keep calm, so they better get to work.
But first he needs like, thirty seconds to himself, and going to get the books from his room is a good excuse.]
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Hopefully they can get the chalice back through the portal smoothly, and– and forget that this happened? In her case, at least. It seems so unfair. If only she could sit down and write herself a note for when time reverses back, just as a warning, just so she won't be going into the future so blindly. So Taako won't have to carry the weight of her betrayal around alone.
She's lost in thought when he returns, staring at a fixed point in the distance, her brow furrowed.)
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Once he feels a little better, he gathers up the books, along with a few of his own scribblings, and brings them back into the living room, dumping them all on the coffee table.]
So, the portal isn't exactly magic, more like some kinda natural phenomenon. Used to be alive, but now it's just doing its own thing I guess. We can't just throw some spells at this shit to fix it.
[He wishes it was that simple.]
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Used to be alive? In what context, exactly?
(She plucks a book off the table and flicks through it with her thumb, speed reading a couple pages. Can't just throw some spells at it to fix it, huh. Well, that rules out a lot of what she's bringing to the table.)
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[It's nice to just say the spell and know that Lucretia will get it, without having to spend half an hour explaining to someone that no he doesn't know where the information comes from, or that he can't expand on it more.
It isn't enough to make him forget his unease, but... it's better than nothing.]
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(It's too bad this has happened before she could make a proper inquiry into the portal. Lucretia eventually shuts the book, staring down at the cover, thinking.)
Maybe I could use a shield to nudge it back through.
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[Especially since Lucretia managed to both learn and improve a cleric spell, despite being a wizard.]
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(She's not being entirely facetious; she's actually secretly quite proud of how powerful she's become. It's nice to know her foray into abjuration spells isn't going to be time wasted.)
That might be the best way to get it back through without damaging it. (God forbid somebody tries to destroy it.)
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[It's partly the fact that he still trusts her, despite everything, and partly that they're just resistant to the items made from the light.]
If this is from before we get it from Refuge, it's gotta get back.
[He likes Ren and Paloma, he doesn't want either of them to get messed up.]
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(She places his book back on the table, and picks up a stack of his scribbles, shuffling slowly through them, squinting a little. There's a lot going on here, Taako.)
Mmm. Sooner, rather than later. Oh, but– (She grits her teeth, suddenly annoyed.) I don't have a wand either.
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I've got a spare, it's uh, not here right now, but I can get it pretty easy.
[He loaned it to Eddie, for magic practice, but he's certain Eddie will give it back for now since it's kind of important.]
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I suppose this place doesn't have a– secret wand shop anywhere though, does it? (It wouldn't surprise her at this point.)
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[They're all made of different things, in different ways, thanks to the variety of the multiverse.]
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(Might cause a little chaos, but the people here seem pretty giving. Also she's doing her being as polite as possible thing as a form of damage control.)
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