open and closed.

[propulsion]

WHO: Marcus Rowntree, Valerius Hildebrand, Tony Stark, Loxley
WHAT: Some open starters, some closed starters. Hit me up in DMs or plurk if you want to do something!
WHEN: Cloudreach
WHERE: Location
NOTES: TBA

Comments

[poleaxed]

Jone nods, trying to take this in. Trying to show she is. Accustomed to being disregarded, she's now of set mind and dogged temperament not to be. Which means paying attention, not swearing, being careful. It's hard, relying on that organ that's never been of any use to her, but it's about time her brain started doing some of the bloody work.

"I don't like being burnt," Jone says, choosing her words with care, "but I don't swear off cooked food. Like any weapon, magic is. What it does depends on who uses it. But, no, I won't pretend it don't spook me, at times."

[luaithre]

It's a careful kind of answering, but does not read to Marcus as a lie, as inauthentic for its care. She does not strike him as someone very skilled in fabrication, anyway, which is fine. Neither is he.

"Some fear is good," he says. "In that if you were holding a sword, I'd keep my distance, a little. But I wouldn't fear that you'd attack me, only because you were holding it. I wouldn't, necessarily, assume that your wielding a powerful weapon, and the mastery you have for it, would turn you mad, and try to destroy me with it for no reason."

A beat, and he adds, "That is the way most common folk fear mages. If you're to train a mage in martial practices, you'd need to be sure of yourself that you trust that mage completely."

[poleaxed]

His frank manner inspires the same in kind; while he's so rigid it borders on frightening, she can't allow herself to be shamed for it any longer. And being shamed is how she thinks of it; backing down is lethal. She'll see this through.

"Me brother was a mage. Used to play with fire in his hands behind the old warehouses, before..." She shrugs. Before. She doesn't need to elaborate.

"There's naught stopping mages from picking up a sword, or daggers, or at least knowing the right place to stab or hit. That might end up keeping them safer. Know it would've for the mages I known."

She didn't always feel like this. She does now. That's all that matters.