Pleroma | Memory/Voice

[coupris]

[A few days after he returns to Godsblood, and things have started to settle down, Kim has started to experiment with his new ability that surfaced during the rescue of the new arrivals. For those with their minds open to shard communion, a brief memory will cross their minds.

Kim, standing on a relatively more remote dock in the shipyards, is talking to someone that others might recognize as one of the Greentruth rebels. He hands them a sturdy piece of wood, about the length of a baseball bat, and nods his approval. The rebel, looking a bit uncertain, squeezes their eyes shut before swinging the plank as hard as they can, directly at Kim's head. It seems to make contact, but Kim doesn't so much as flinch as the wood splinters in half. Not a hair on him is out of place.

He then reaches forward, also as tentative as his partner in this bizarre experiment, and flicks his finger against their chest. A ripple of energy seems to diffuse from him, and the rebel flies back as if Kim had punched them with full force, and falls off the dock, into the water.

Once the image fades, Kim's voice takes its place.]

I realize that magic is a bit more mundane for some of our number than others. However, no one else has shown signs of this ability since they arrived here, no?

[Something ripples through the shard that gives the impression of a sigh.]

Unfortunately, this is all rather new for me. Discovering I could manifest my own fire instead of wasting matches was tricky enough. If anyone has any information, I'd greatly appreciate it.

[A pause, and then a pale, gloomy bloom of blue before he speaks again.]

And I hope everyone is doing well. [Doing well considering, is the implication.]

Comments

Voice

[coupris]

[The thought flutters like laughter, but Kim's voice stays as deadpan as always.]

I made sure he could swim first.

Re: Voice

[locumstudentesquire]

...How thoughtful of you.

[He can tell it's kind of a joke, at least.]

That's incredible, though. And you weren't able to do anything like that before?

[coupris]

Not remotely.

[Kim is stronger than his scrawny looks suggest, but these sorts of feats are reserved for fairy tales back home.

This one sounds a little more in awe of it than others he knows can use magic, though.]

What about your home?

[locumstudentesquire]

Mine? Much the same.

[Well. There's Spirit Mediums who can channel the dead and literally transform into them, but he's blissfully unaware of that shit.]

I still find the idea of developing such abilities somewhat unsettling, but after the month I've had... I'm sort of hoping for it, now.

[coupris]

Oh, you're one of the new arrivals?

[A hell of a time to get here, though that's likely all connected.]

It's... jarring, at first. But there is a sense of an even playing field, once you get used to it.

[locumstudentesquire]

I am, yes. And I must admit... That's reassuring to hear, delivered by someone coming from the same conditions.

[Normie solidarity.]

I have been applying myself to learning some of the very basic forms of magic, but I don't think anything I've learned could even begin to hold when compared to the abilities that some of the other Aions already possess.

[coupris]

[Boring and loving it!!]

I have to agree. [It does foster some feelings of inadequacy, after all.] Though before this, I really just used the fire to light cigarettes and candles. Maybe warm up a kettle.

[locumstudentesquire]

It is extremely useful for that sort of thing, isn't it? Not having to fiddle with matches or the like. Not that matches are particularly difficult to manage, but... Not having to bother at all is a level of convenience we could only dream of before.

[coupris]

I see. [Best not to mention lighters, then.]

It's merely replaced the level of convenience I'm used to, in some ways. Less mechanical, I suppose.

[locumstudentesquire]

[Ryunosuke is just a few years too early for the widespread use of the personal lighter, unfortunately.]

Mechanical? So your world has achieved greater convenience through technology, then?

[coupris]

I would say Horos, mechanically, is at least two hundred years behind my own. But we have nothing close to instant teleportation.

[locumstudentesquire]

[If only the cosmic powers that brought Ryunosuke here had seen fit to wait a few months... He'd have a hell of a story to tell about teleportation then.]

Two hundred years ahead!? [BIG shock.] I can't even imagine! My own world seems to be at about the same level as Horos, technology wise... But as I said, we have no magic. And I'd never even heard the word teleportation until I came here.

[coupris]

Ah.

[He's definitely read stories about time travelers, but all the cliches seem more than a bit silly when faced with the real thing-- an absurd enough scenario in itself.]

I'm... sure you're not missing much.

[Nailed it.]

[locumstudentesquire]

Hah. I doubt that very much... But I'll not pester you with further questions about what your time must be like. Seems like you've more pressing matters to consider, what with the emergence of these queer new powers of yours.