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01 | Open | General introduction and foundation building
WHO: Waver
WHAT: Waver getting to grips with surroundings
WHEN: Post inital arrival on 8 Firstfall-End of th month
WHERE: Location
NOTES: Content warnings, OOC notes, links to other relevant posts, etc.
WHAT: Waver getting to grips with surroundings
WHEN: Post inital arrival on 8 Firstfall-End of th month
WHERE: Location
NOTES: Content warnings, OOC notes, links to other relevant posts, etc.
I. Stables
Staying near the stables so much isn't exactly a good choice, Waver knew. It meant he smelled like horse constantly, and the smell lingered in his hair most of all. Lingering also made him look just as much as a fish out of water as he felt, but such things weren't quite as important as why he insisted on frequenting the area so much: horses meant fast transport. Fast transport meant greater paths to learning outside of the immediate area. And being thrown into another world entirely, Waver wanted to learn everything he could as quickly as he could. He was at a disadvantage now, and he disliked it intensely.
So he stayed, watching tack go on and off the horses, memorizing the order of events. Observing horses and their personalities, so that he knew which ones might eventually accommodate someone who had never rode a horse before. Trying to figure out who to approach for lessons with minimizing awkwardness or needing to take up more of Iskandar's time. It was a delicate balance of observation, and one that got involving after some time. Enough involvement to ignore the rest of his surroundings, and for him to become more obvious than he'd like.
Then again, it was fairly hard to miss a strange tall man in a red coat, looking at horses like he was going to write a book on them.
II. Outside
One thing that Waver had insisted on doing, was adamant about doing, was trying to keep himself doing was walking the grounds and trying to learn them as quickly as possible. Certainty staying with and near Iskandar would be safe enough for his untrained self whose primary form of self defense was starting to dwindle, but on the off chance of something going wrong or else getting separated, Waver wanted to have some routes available to him.
But he was informed by his desire for safety as he was by Iskandar's preference for staying outside of the primary buildings, sleeping in a stable or a tent like the man was on one of his legendary campaigns. Waver had to admit, perhaps there was something there, but not something he wanted to dwell on.
So he simply walked time and again, retracing paths, a cigar sticking out of his mouth and the smoke billowing ahead of him, the acrid smell announcing his approach. From time to time, he took the thing out and examined it, before muttering, "Where can I get a steady supply of these anyway? I'm nearly out."
III. Additional
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Kirk's lips purse a fraction at that. Magecraft. He really disliked that word, and not for hating mages, but just because magic never made much sense to him. It hurt the scientific part of himself, especially since none of the mages he talked to had given him a satisfactory answer for how it all worked.
"I'm sure you've figured it out already, but that's not the safest subject here. I would be careful whom you tell that to and where you practice it," he warned him. "So you come from a world of magic?"
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Student horror stories were somewhat of a forte, if only because one student in particular was what Waver would politely call the most interesting, and angrily call the biggest ass pain, depending on his mood.
"As you can see, I already try to be careful," he said, sounding a little weary on the topic. "And I at least come from an iteration of Earth where it exists and is used. Magi hide themselves back home too, but the insular nature sometimes works against our best interests."
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"I explore uncharted space, discovering new planets and species," he said, a touch of wistfulness to his tone, thinking about his former life. It was hard to believe he had been away from it for almost a year now.
He gave Waver a sympathetic little smile. He himself did not have magic, so it was of small worry, but being a Rifter came with other things to worry about. "I see. I wish I could sit was better here, but..." A shrug, because Wave obviously knew the state of things. "I am friends with several mages, if you ever want someone to talk to on that point. I know that other worlds' magics don't always play nice here."
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Although the mental image of a qunari in an old 1960s space suit popped into Waver's head after he spoke, he shoved it aside rather than laugh and have to explain what he had suddenly found to be so funny.
"I'd be interested in talking with other magic using rifters, sure. Goodness knows being aware of where problems lie would be nice." The fact Waver was a weak spellcaster was something he was going to pointedly not engage with. Besides, he might be able to improve with magical schools that weren't his own. "Plus figuring out how to work with or negate any interference could keep me occupied for weeks."
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He hoped that they would one day join the inter stellar stage, but he hoped it was at a time when they were more open and less driven by the black and white of the religions of their world. Having a faith was well and good, but he'd had one to many fights with societies to wrapped up in them that they were hell bent on making the rest of the universe bow to it as well for comfort.
"I'll introduce you to Samouel Gareth and Korrin," he said. "They're both mages, and I'm sure they'd be happy to talk with you and introduce you to some others."
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That also discounted all cultural factors. Magi weren't always the religious type back home, but that lack of caring didn't negate other factors that fed into closed minds and a lack of progress.
"I might have run into them already," Waver continued. "But it is good to know what social circles exist."
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He waved his hand to simulate a shrug as they walked. "I let some of that go here, seeing as my presence is not so temporary as it might normally be. But I try and monitor what I do tell them, what I do teach them. It will be up to them, as a world, to catch up, or not."
Another nod. "Yes, there definitely is. I'll be sure to make the introductions, even if you have run into them. Can't hurt."
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But the idea of permanence has Waver's attention, more than anything else. "How long are you usually on a given world then?"
A pause, and then on the topic of introductions. "Excellent. And deeply appreciated."