but okay he pulled this for a reason. murmurs, a bit less in the cajoling way he usually talks to the wild magic, and more ... directly? honestly not really set on any specific outcome, just letting the magic back out as it pleases.
Vines form into a thin layer all along Miles's body and limbs, with little pink flowers dotting it in spots, and the occasional shimmer of moth scales. Flexible but clearly protective. (Mage armor.) ]
[ Miles idly shifts it a bit, and the vines become thin moth scales primarily instead. same effect, but he can modify the flavor of it. Azalea can feel the steady flow of power - Miles is directing it more than he's using it, and therefore not consuming his own limited reserves. ]
What a strange feeling. I don't think that's taking any of my power at all.
I'm not doing anything intentionally. I—it's more like like, I've just opened myself up to you and said—you can have what you want?
I could close it again, I think, if I wanted to. But I don't—want to?
But magic often—manifests itself as something that reflects the source of its power. It . . . probably can't be used for things I strongly disagree with, and it'll be very easy to just mold it into the shape it wants to be. Like—growing flowers, or . . . protecting you.
[ he touches the thin scale armor, beautiful and strong. he keeps playing with its appearance, trying to mimic long draping wings in the back. he can't fly like that, of course - it's still just mage armor - but the effect is rather more like a fairy lord's raiment, except on a human. ]
[you know that absolutely mindless bone deep YES PLEASE Miles gets when someone he loves wears Barrayan colors? that's visibly happening to Azalea right now]
[ Miles waits, and when he doesn't get a response he looks back over at him.
ah. that had been a guess, but it seems like he made a damn good guess. Miles looks a bit sly, then, and adds a few more embellishments. A little more lordliness. Phantom maple leaves and silver threads mixed in. Still very fae, but with a touch of Vorkosigan. ]
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Is this . . .
. . . okay?
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[ He has really not clocked what’s happening yet. ]
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[ Okay now it’s hitting. ]
Er - wait. This is yours?
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It. It seems like maybe that's. Well, it's still your magic. But connecting with me seems to have had an. Effect?
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[ Casts again - and gets a little firefly illusion this time. ]
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What were you trying to do that time?
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What did I say about tempting the wild magic?
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[ didn't he specifically make a deal about letting it be extra funny and wanting this relationship to be totally unhinged,
suddenly thinking really hard, and Azalea can feel that spinning bobbin effect again as Miles gently draws magic in through the talisman. ]
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What are you—
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[ reluctantly releases the magic ]
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[ Tttugs again? Tugs a little more? ]
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Ah—
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but okay he pulled this for a reason. murmurs, a bit less in the cajoling way he usually talks to the wild magic, and more ... directly? honestly not really set on any specific outcome, just letting the magic back out as it pleases.
Vines form into a thin layer all along Miles's body and limbs, with little pink flowers dotting it in spots, and the occasional shimmer of moth scales. Flexible but clearly protective. (Mage armor.) ]
... That is DEFINITELY new.
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Oh!!
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What a strange feeling. I don't think that's taking any of my power at all.
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I could close it again, I think, if I wanted to. But I don't—want to?
But magic often—manifests itself as something that reflects the source of its power. It . . . probably can't be used for things I strongly disagree with, and it'll be very easy to just mold it into the shape it wants to be. Like—growing flowers, or . . . protecting you.
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[ he touches the thin scale armor, beautiful and strong. he keeps playing with its appearance, trying to mimic long draping wings in the back. he can't fly like that, of course - it's still just mage armor - but the effect is rather more like a fairy lord's raiment, except on a human. ]
And what do you strongly disagree with?
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[sorry, please hold]
[you know that absolutely mindless bone deep YES PLEASE Miles gets when someone he loves wears Barrayan colors? that's visibly happening to Azalea right now]
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ah. that had been a guess, but it seems like he made a damn good guess. Miles looks a bit sly, then, and adds a few more embellishments. A little more lordliness. Phantom maple leaves and silver threads mixed in. Still very fae, but with a touch of Vorkosigan. ]
... No strong disagreement here, I hope?
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You can do whatever you want, forever . . . . . .
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