RE: a streak against the stark white - Tyr - Nov 24 2019
Just a simple nod was all it took for Tyr's heart to grow so, so much more excited, the little bird already hopping in place. "Okay!" Already, he had a smaller object picked out, an odd triangle he'd've known as a dirk if this were, perhaps, a different life. He gave pause as the goose continued, though, halting his draw of magic from his chest-gem to give her attention.
The small performance gave Tyr a spot of confusion. What was she doing? Answers came when the bananas popped into view- "Ooh, wow, that's neat!" He supplied, hopping forward. "I think it's still impressive! Is it an infinite supply of food? You'd never have to go search again! You can just... Summon when you're hungry, you can just stay in one place forever, 'long as you don't get tired!" His voice nearly reached another octave as he flapped his wings about as he spoke, animation flowing through his veins in excitement. Sure, he could make stuff float, but he had to find food for himself. This goose- she was talented!
"Wait, lemme- I wanna try with these," he chirped. Alright, just focus your energy, pour it out... He immediately went into his own little ritual, stancing up like a kid on the schoolyard about to do some sick anime pose. Right, step one: eye contact. Got that. Step two: he flared out his wings towards the bananas dramatically, channeling the energy from his gem into his muscles, as if he were lifting it up with one very giant hand.
It didn't go nearly as well as the first time, but he managed to make mystical contact with the fruit as it shakily rose in the air. "Aha- there!" It lifted all the way up to the goose's eye level. "I can also do side to side- I think-" True to his word, he could, but the bananas more rolled and tumbled to the side rather than gracefully floating, but he was doing it! Careful not to shut his eyes this time, Tyr let his sternum press out in a silent, prideful boast.
RE: a streak against the stark white - Nameless - Nov 24 2019
If geese could blush, she'd be as red as a beat from the praise, but she fluffed her feathers a little and looked away self-consciously, almost afraid to be proud of herself. "Ah, thank you. It isn't much, and I don't think I can do anything else. But yeah, it'd certainly be useful for that. I wouldn't have to search for food, although I'd probably get sick of bananas if I ate them every day." It spoke to the luxury, then, of the bountiful caves that she even considered this a problem - in a harsh world where only the fittest survived, she probably wouldn't be worried about "getting sick" of any particular food, especially if she had an infinite supply.
She watched with bated breath, however, as Tyr turned towards the bananas and focused hard. What a strange pose he was making! She almost felt the desire to immitate it to see if it did her any good...but Oliver had done no such thing and she doubted that it was particularly necessary as a whole. Well, if this odd little bird was more comfortable striking a sick pose, then all power to him.
Her eyes followed the bananas as they rose, swelling a bit with wonder as they picked up without any claw or beak to hold them. "Oh, wow," she breathed as he began to toss them over in the air. "That's amazing! Wow, I had no idea such amazing magic existed in the caves! Does it take a lot of concentration to do it?"
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RE: a streak against the stark white - Tyr - Nov 24 2019
Sick of bananas? Tyr's never even eaten one- though, maybe, he could see it, if you didn't expand your palette enough it might get boring over time. But, still, what if that was your favorite food? What a conundrum to consider later. "I guess it's good for emergency then? Or when you're pulling late nights working on something or.. Something?" He didn't give thought to elaborate on 'working on' something would be. Working on what, dealing with the debilitating sense of existing? Nah, that wasn't for Tyr. Maybe for other Gembounds, but he had science to ponder! That'd only take up precious brain cells and rot them to nothing.
For now, his mind was set on the bananas themself, returning to his normal stance. ... Okay, yeah this was more comfortable, but he missed the showmanship of the pose he always performed. Always. "Yeah- I guess I was born with it? I just... Do it, and it happens! I do gotta focus, sometimes more than other times, 'specially when it's heavy though." Ever so carefully, the bananas returned to the ground, setting down with the softest of 'plop!'s he could manage. "And I gotta be looking at it the whole time. I can blink and stuff, but if I look away or think too hard on something else usually I lose it? It's what happened with the pole thing." Which he kind of wanted to drag to his nest, but it'd be way too big to do that. He deflated ever so slightly at the mention of him losing concentration on it, though, only to puff back up to his usual pompous stance. "I don't really know much else, uh- I can sort of see into the past? But a lot of times it just shows me deer and stuff running around so I don't do it a lot." He glanced to the tools- would they give more information? But they looked like they'd been here for such a long time- who knew what he'd dredge up. "I did catch a food thief with it though. That was fun- well, okay, not as fun as having my food stolen- but you get the point." He waved a dismissive wing to the thought of it. Ah, that was a while back, wasn't it? Now he had extra measures to his nest, and he'd gotten into the habit with that spell that it sometimes felt like second nature at this point.
RE: a streak against the stark white - Nameless - Nov 25 2019
The goose nodded, absorbing all this information hungrily. This was very fascinating! The range of magic seemed like it could be extremely varied and the method of using these magics was all over the place. She was eager to discover if she could use any of it herself, but she found herself not really wanting to be the one casting the magic - it was good enough for her to be able to watch others practice their arts.
The mention of seeing the past, however, stirred something in her. She froze, eyes widening with disbelief. That wasn't possible, was it? How far back could he see? How much of the past? Did it work on living creatures? That was...an absolutely incredible power! "Wait a second," she choked. "You can see the past? Really? That's insane!" She almost ask, then, for Tyr to use that power on her but she stopped. What if she didn't like what she found? What if it ruined everything for her?
No, not her. But she had something better. "Hold on a second." She turned and sprinted back to the basket she'd set down a few feet away and leaned over, plucking the apatite from within and bringing it back to the bird, setting it down in front of her. "Can you look into the past on this stone? I want to know what it is." Excitement gleamed in her eyes as she watched and waited, hopeful.
@Tyr
RE: a streak against the stark white - Tyr - Nov 25 2019
The goose freezing startled Tyr for the briefest moments- did he say something wrong? No, no. He definitely said something great. "Uh, yeah! It's something I've always been able to do?" He never realized that others couldn't. Was he special? Was he the only one with this power? Ohoho, that was a big shock to his ego right there.
At the 'wait' he nodded, watching curiously to see where she'd run off to. Did he notice the basket before? No- still, it looked very well made. It must've been made for whatever she had in her beak. It was obviously precious, but.. A rock? Hm. Tyr approached it curiously, tilting his whole body this way and that to look at all the angles he could. "Here, uh- lemme try, I can't really guarantee what I'll find though? It might be weird and cryptic or something." Right- no fancy poses this time. This was important to her. Taking in a breath, Tyr channeled deep into his gem and ever so gently laid a talon upon the apatite, closing his eyes as he wrapped his own magic around its past and tried to shove himself backwards along the strands.
Part of him wanted to ask why she found it so precious, but perhaps he'd learn soon enough.
RE: a streak against the stark white - Game Master Dark - Nov 25 2019
The world slipped away, and a new one took its place. Shapes moved and shifted in the dim light of a cave tunnel. Bones lay scattered, here and there, a ruined nest lying torn underfoot.
There was a goose, there--like the white before him, but differently-colored. Brown and black, a splash of white. The apatite, now, from which the vision was given, towered over her: attached to another creature, massive, brown, with branched antlers off to either side. And here and there, the other shapes took forms somewhere between them; antlers or webbed feet, wings or bills or hooves. Their children-? And others, too--a striped hyena cub, a young black wolf slipping up alongside the moose.
The Apatite spoke.
"Blackberry, I'm so sorry I left you. I should have been better. A Komodo thug, it tricked me with magic and stole the children. I should have been more vigilant." The moose looked down at the wolf. "This is Jayberry, I found her after I took back the kids from the lizard. She wanted to come with me."
There was pride in him, and shame, and as the goose made to reply--as others shifted, and moved to speak--the vision faded.
The heat and light of Tunnel P bled back in, and the moose, the goose, and their children were gone.
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RE: a streak against the stark white - Nameless - Nov 25 2019
To be honest, the goose was expecting the same dramatic flair from Tyr that he'd showed off earlier. Obviously, it was how he cast his spells more effectively, so she was a little surprised that all he did was place a talon on the surface of the gemstone. She leaned forward, looking carefully at where his foot and the stone connected, as if trying to see if she could spot the magic becoming visible, but no such luck.
She backed away a bit and let Tyr do his thing, a thrill of excitement alighting her core, but also of fear. The stone meant a lot to her - why? Whose was it before? Would Tyr see her in his visions?
RE: a streak against the stark white - Tyr - Nov 25 2019
He knew it'd worked when his vision shifted almost immediately. He made sure to shut his eyes before a sense of vertigo took over him; after using it so many times, it's not like he'd ever get used to it.
He didn't expect much; perhaps he should have. The sheer importance of the scene before him was dropped on a deaf mind, Tyr only watching with a curious twist in his stomach. There were... Odd beings, first of all. A goose like the one before him. Children- children of this old being's gem with the goose? They seemed like that, with forms strewn between them as if sliding on a wavy scale. Canines seemed to haunt with them, as well. He- he's seen ones like that before- Hargrave? Was that their name? But they were missing the laurel that was sat atop their brow- this couldn't have been Hargrave.
His mental squint only grew more severe at a voice ringing out, closest to his vision. Names were given- information, data, an influx of facts Tyr could sift through and organize. Blackberry, Jayberry- those must be names- were they related? The -berry suffix sat oddly on Tyr's metaphorical shoulders. And a warning of a Komodo with magic.
Tyr stood somewhat somber as his own body crawled back to his nerves. So, this gem... This was someone's gem. He just witnessed a being's memories through his own eyes. Feathers tight to his body, Tyr pulled back his claws and kept his dark pink eyes on the apatite.
He swallowed, first. "I didn't know if- that'd work. It's like I saw as them," he spoke ever so softly, shuffling in place. Though- back to the dramatic, he cleared his throat and stood straighter, glancing up to the gooses's face. "It- I didn't see who they were, but.. They were talking to a.. another goose, I think?" He shook his head to this fact. "It's- like I said it's really vague and cryptic and stuff. There were- some names though? They were talking to a Blackberry, and there were a lot of.. Half-moose-goose beings?" Tyr took a step back from the gem, coming fully back to his senses now. "They-" he pointed with a talon to the gem- "Must've raised them. There was a wolf there named Jayberry, too, which.. I don't know, I don't really know people- do you know a Jayberry? The person said they found them when they took back the kids." It was a lot of information to parse, really- a lot of it was glimpses, and most of it was auditory, but putting it into words let his brain work out a cohesive story to it all.
"Sorry it's not clearer, it was really vague and like- if I tried remembering something, but as someone else, y'know? Like, not all the memories were there." He tapped his wing wrists together in thought. Were all old gems like this? Certainly, not all of them could be, right? The ones strewn about? Ones jutting from the ground? They couldn't all be old beings, could they? The implications were... Perplexing, at least.
RE: a streak against the stark white - Nameless - Nov 26 2019
The goose waited patiently for the vision to pass and for Tyr to collect his thoughts on the matter. She could understand - seeing history was probably very difficult and confusing, especially of a living creature's (because this couldn't just be an ordinary stone).
She swallowed hard when Tyr began to speak, leaning in to listen closely. Another goose? Like her? Perhaps not, if Tyr wasn't quite sure if it was a goose. It was very possible that there were geese that looked differently, just as she and Tyr were birds but had few other similarities. "Half moose, half goose? Then...is the owner of the stone a moose?" That was a little puzzling, what a strange creature to have meant so much to her at some point. The name Blackberry stirred nothing but Jayberry struck a chord somewhere in her head, followed by anger and confusion, not towards the distant memory, but towards this "Jayberry" and how to feel about them. Perhaps she had known them at some point, then, but hadn't liked them very much.
She shook her head. "No, it's fine! That's more information then what I'd had before! So...this stone really was a person before and they knew someone named Blackberry and Jayberry in their previous life. Perhaps I knew them too! I can't remember, but they most likely lived a very, very long time ago if my memory is so damaged." She leaned over and picked up the apatite, setting it back into her basket before turning gratefully back to her friend. "I can't thank you enough for that, that really is an incredible power!"
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RE: a streak against the stark white - Tyr - Nov 27 2019
Looking over the stone even harder, Tyr squinted an eye towards it before giving himself a moment. "I think it was a moose? I mean, they- I?- didn't look at themself so I can't be sure, but probably was a moose." Part of him refused to think of the logistics as to why he knew they were geese and moose and the like, having interacted with only one of the former and zero of the latter.
As the goose spoke again, though, Tyr backed off from the stone and gave hera half-prideful half-wholesome smile. "Hey, you never know! I'm sorry about your memory- wait-" he stopped himself. Couldn't he do this spell on her? But what if he reveals something he'd really not like to see, or something she wouldn't want to share? It'd nearly be rude to ask. No, it would be rude to ask, but Tyr was dying to know. Later- maybe he could try it on himself? Or maybe a lesser, first. What if it backfired?
A million questions ran through his head in moments time, only for him to resume the conversation with a dismissive flap of his wing and a "Ach, nevermind." He was quick to return to his usual, energetic self, standing up taller. "But hey, nah, thank you! I've never had something like that happen!" If he could grab and hug her, he would, but that would also be weird. "This was a very good excursion for me! I wish I could teach you something like that so you can try doing it a lot to the stone, but it gets tiring after a while. Plus it's hard to explain."
Actually, now that he thought about it, he didn't know very much about her. Was that because of her own memory loss? How much did she lose? It was a curious case, but, again, could be somewhat invasive to explore or something along those lines. Did... Did she even give him a name? Where did she live? Where did she get the basket?
So, so many questions, and while he had all the time in the world, part of him worried he was keeping her, and risking running a hidden foul temper underneath all that wowed kindness. So, instead, he simply resorted to a simple "Anyways, so, do you think I could do magic on anything else for you?"
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