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Semi-charmed kind of life - Remi - 12-14-2018 Remi was working on the outside of his shop. When he'd established this place he'd been worried about the structure and proper ventilation, but now that he'd been here for a few weeks there were many other upgrades that needed seeing to: windows and doors that were improper fits at best, weird curves in the flooring, and shelves that didn't sit quite level. Given his new magical abilities the alchemist though that perhaps he could take care of them easily, but as he had no real training in magic and really didn't know the limits of what he could do at all, he was finding it rather slow going. Currently, he was working on the door. It didn't fit into the frame because both were quite warped. The door handle didn't latch securely due to this, and the alchemist couldn't figure out what to do short of just removing the entire thing and trying to shim it all back together again. Standing outside with his arms crossed and a contemplative look on his face, Remi mentally tried to work out a plan with varying degrees of success. RE: Semi-charmed kind of life - Kalt - 12-15-2018
RE: Semi-charmed kind of life - Remi - 12-15-2018 Lion and hawk though he might be, the alchemist was rarely overly aware of his surroundings. Often too lost in thought as he was now, he hardly heard [say]”More than a hand, I think.”[/say] The alchemist chuckled, turning his gaze back to the door before him. Reaching out to turn the current door knob to demonstrate just how ineffective it was, the alchemist sighed slightly. [say]”I can do this-“[/say] In his hand, a brand new knob and fixture appeared. With a sigh laced with amusement, Remi glanced back towards Kalt. [say] “But there is the small matter of the current knob being all but fused to the wood. I am not sure there is a way of removing it that does not entail removing the door and replacing it as well.”[/say] When Remi had been ‘gifted’ this magic, truly he thought he’d be capable of anything. Quickly he was learning that creating something from nothing was perhaps not as all-powerful as he thought it to be. As evidence by the fact that he was currently being outwitted by a rotten and warped door. RE: Semi-charmed kind of life - Kalt - 12-17-2018
RE: Semi-charmed kind of life - Remi - 12-17-2018 Moving aside to let Kalt work, the alchemist watched wondering what it was he would do. In Northaven Remi was as oblivious to the workings of magic as any commoner might be. The only real interaction he had with it came from Loren, and at the time he and the librarian were far too wrapped up in pretending not to have feelings for one another to get into the intricacies of the Launceleyn's abilities. Now with magic somehow buzzing at his finger tips and with Loren nowhere to be found, Remi was at an utter loss as to what options were available to him. Kalt however did not seem to have any of these limitations. [say]"How did you-"[/say] The alchemist gaped, having no real knowledge that transmutation even existed. [say]"Uhh. Yes."[/say] Remi mumbled stupidly, before picking up the knob he'd created and fitting it easily into the space Kalt had left. [say]"I would not say no to a sturdier door."[/say] Remi added with a slightly amused and befuddled smile. He almost said harder wood, but knowing little about Kalt he curbed his remarks. He might have been coming out of his shell bit by bit, but even that seemed a little far. RE: Semi-charmed kind of life - Kalt - 12-17-2018
RE: Semi-charmed kind of life - Remi - 12-17-2018 Watching with surprise and delight, Remi reached out to rap against the door. Rather than bouncing about in the hinges as it just had, it received the reverberations solidly and remained where it was. Grabbing the newly-attached door knob, the alchemist gave it a twist, pulling and pushing it open and feeling the latch catch quite definitely inside of the jam. Turning towards Kalt, the alchemist offered him a sunny smile. [say] "I cannot thank you enough. If I may...what sort of magic is that?"[/say] Tilting his head slightly, Remi couldn't help but feeling as though he was overstepping; the hangover of magic not being for commoners and all that, as if mere knowledge was banned from him as well. Opening the door fully, Remi gestured for Kalt to come in. [say]"Please come in. I do not have much to offer as a way to pay you, but anything you find inside is yours."[/say] Entering, Kalt would find the shop a cozy mixture of clutter and half-finished projects in various states of assembly. Given Remi's new powers he found that testing the limits of his abilities left him exhausted, and so there were far more incomplete creations than he would have liked. Kalt would see a number of liquors that had been made, various things made out of gears that appeared to be mechanisms for movement, a collection of snow-moss and some gelatine, and a sword. Everything else was far too obscure to really be identifiable. RE: Semi-charmed kind of life - Kalt - 12-22-2018
RE: Semi-charmed kind of life - Remi - 12-23-2018 The world of magic had always been so far removed from the alchemist that Kalt's bragging was still just as impressive. Not only did Remi never even think it a possibility that he'd ever come to possess abilities like he had now, but even though he had acquired them somehow, he still thought himself inferior to other magicians. Listening to how the man's magic had come and gone, Remi frowned slightly. [say]"I only acquired this power as a result of meeting one of the gods of this place...I was a shapechanger in Northaven, so of course, no magic."[/say] Tilting his head with a kind smile, Remi shrugged his shoulders. [say]"Perhaps it is the work of the gods that your magic is changing?"[/say] Although the alchemist tried to sound hopeful, he was anything but. In his experience the gods were fickle and cruel creatures with little patience. If Kalt was in their sights, so much the worse for the man. Running a hand through his curls, Remi flashed Kalt an almost embarassed smile at the compliment. As a commoner he'd never even dreamed of owning something like this, and now that he had it, he constantly thought that he wasn't doing enough with the opportunity he'd been given. [say]"Collapsible?"[/say] Remi murmured with a slight smile. [say]"Now that you mention it..."[/say] Remi moved to one of the shelves and began moving odds and ends around. Eventually he pulled out what looked to be just a regular bracelet. [say] "I have no use for such things myself..."[/say] The alchemist said with a small smile; his athletic but clearly not-combat trained body had probably told Kalt all he needed to know about where Remi's skills lay. [say]"...but I had been working on something like that."[/say] As his hand slowly moved to grib an imaginary hilt, the bracelet extended and contorted to become a sword in his hand. [say] "What is even better, is that it cuts through material easily. That is why I originally created it. Against flesh it works normally, but against sturdier materials such as—"[/say] The alchemist made a solid piece of wood appear in the air before them, and then sliced through it with absolute ease. [say]"—it moves like butter. Only to a certain depth of course but.."[/say] Shrugging his shoulders he looked at Kalt with a smile. [say] "If you think you'd find it useful..?"[/say] RE: Semi-charmed kind of life - Kalt - 12-26-2018
RE: Semi-charmed kind of life - Remi - 12-30-2018 As Kalt asked to see the creation himself, Remi of course nodded obligingly. A sword was perhaps far too much compensation for assistance with a door lock, but what use did someone like Remi have with a weapon such as this? With any weapon really? Watching with a content smile as the blade appeared easily in the assassin's hand, Remi's sunny expression disappeared at the mention of Ludo. Exhaling slightly and running a hand over his eyes, Remi took a moment to consider before answering Kalt's questions. [say]"His name is Ludo."[/say] Remi began simply with a rather clouded expression. [say]"He...tricked me into following him deep into the woods one night."[/say] As he spoke, Remi clenched and unclenched his jaw several times, breaking eye contact to look around the shelves and fiddle with various things. [say]"He called me an abandoned now, which I take it is this world's name for magic-users. I...I do not think they like them..ahh, us very much."[/say] Glancing towards Kalt, Remi shrugged slightly [say]"Another of the gods noticed immediately that I had been changed—even though I didn't use magic in their presence—and spoke of it as if it were a bad thing."[/say] Perhaps he was reading too much into it—Remi of course couldn't know the minds of the divine—but it had certainly seemed that way. Glancing up again, Remi's smile resurfaced and he nodded his head towards the blade. [say]"It is yours if you think you will find it useful."[/say] RE: Semi-charmed kind of life - Kalt - 12-31-2018
RE: Semi-charmed kind of life - Remi - 01-01-2019 Remi returned the smile warmly with a gentle nod. [say]"I will indeed do that. And please, if you are ever in need of anything else, do not hesitate to ask."[/say] Glancing around at shelves which were already becoming quite full of random things he'd picked up and started to toy with, Remi meant what he said. If he wasn't careful he'd likely get a reputation for being a hoarder. Or worse, he might just bury himself in his shop and never be seen from again. [say]"Well, I will not keep you any longer. I do appreciate your assistance. Having a door that closes properly is apparently more of a luxury than I had thought."[/say] So saying Remi began to move back behind the counter to fiddle with ... well, something that just looked like a tangle of string. ~FIN |