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[katabasis]

WHO: Wysteria, Bartimaeus, Flint, Marcoulf + Misc + YOU!
WHAT: Catch-all for Drakonis
WHEN: gestures vaguely to the whole month
WHERE: Kirkwall, misc.
NOTES: Dumping ground for the 600 starters I'm writing. If you'd like something, feel free to PM me or ping me on discord at abby#4396. Or wildcard start me in one of the subthreads. Whatever works

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[heirring]

[She's never been a very handy liar. Talking in a circle about a thing? Why certainly - that much she can handle with considerable finesse, if only because she's rather fond of talking and it's easiest to do more of it while wandering about the margins of a topic rather than cutting straight to the point of a thing. But in this instance, perhaps its best to be frank.

Wysteria adopts her brightest, most charming smile. It's rather beaming - slightly too wide to be considered pretty so much as simply boundlessly eager. She gives him the very slightest of curtsies and launches promptly into--]

Miss Wysteria Poppell. [The briefest of introductions.] You're of House Asgard, is that right? I believe we have a mutual friend in Alexanderie de la Fontaine. Which would ordinarily of course be reason enough for me to think to introduce myself, but I thought I might make some small imposition on you as well that I might not ordinarily were it not for our shared acquaintence and what I believe may be common interests if indeed you are the man from Tevinter dear Mademoiselle de la Fontaine speaks so well of.

['Well' is maybe a matter of perspective. Consider Wysteria herself presently unconvinced.]

[hwaaaitsme]

He follows her speaking in the manner of a man who follows a river that he is currently being swept down. When she finishes there is a beat of silence while he waits to make certain she is finished, before he speaks.

She is a friend of Alexandrie? If she is bold enough to ask him for favors then she must be something of a close friend, though how close is hard to say. Alexandrie is and will ever be more amicable and given to friendliness than he is, even if they are well matched in craftiness and a penchant for acquiring favors and power.

In any case, friend or loose acquaintance, he can see no reason to refuse this request and potentially sabotage Alexandrie so, without further pause, he asks:]

Imposition? [Ah, but where are his manners?]

I am Loki of House Asgard and, unless I am gravely misinformed, I am the one Mademoiselle de la Fontaine speaks well of.

What may I do for you, Miss Poppell?

[heirring]

You are of course free to refuse, should I be asking too much. After all, we are practically strangers if not for out mutual friend. But-- [And here, she smile flashes slightly brighter still. Oh, she's trying very hard, isn't she?] You see, I have some interest in the practical, ah, practice of magic here and have so far been constrained to reading accounts out of books and hearing accounts of Circles and so on and so forth. I've yet to see it done, save at Ghislain which was a very poor field for study indeed. I'd like very much to sit quietly somewhere and make observation of certain practicing mages performing their craft for my study.

[A short inhale, and then she plows onward:]

I thought if anyone would be willing, it might be someone such as yourself who has little natural hesitation over the practice.

[hwaaaitsme]

[Once she reaches the meat of her request, Loki's brows lift in surprise. Oh, to be certain, he is often asked to preform little tricks--the Orlesian nobility and quite a number of Marchers of standing enjoy being able to see something as taboo as magic (doubly so as it is a Tevinter doing it)--and he has always been happy to oblige them. They usually settle for sleight of hand, anyway.

This woman has studied magic, ostensibly, and wants to see it done in close observation?

How unusual.]

What school of magic would you wish to see?

[If she is trying to catch him out somehow, he hasn't sussed out how.]

[heirring]

Oh, any school at all would suit me. I would of course like to see as many as possible for the sake of being very thorough about my research, but one must start somewhere. Pray, which school are you educated in. Er-- practice?

[Her fingers have laced before her hopefully, attention very keen indeed.]