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Open + Closed prompts/ Catch all

♥ Who: Pyra and various.
♥ Where: Around Town
♥ When: Around Jan
♥ What: One General OPEN Prompt + Catch-all!
♥ Rating: E for everyone, will update if necessary

Hand-holding
[ Have a woman with short, red hair wave and then approach you, whether or not she knows you. Her presence is warm, and her smile is even warmer. She offers a hand. Easy enough, right? This is the simplest method to generate some of this contact-energy and get money out of it, too. ]

Would you like to go for a walk?

Catch-All
[ This is a catch-all for January! Top Levels to follow below. If you'd like a thread for this month, HMU with a wildcard below (Pyra can be found just about anywhere around town), PM me or PP me at

drinksteapots! ]

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[ A means to gather daemons swiftly.... by creating a black hole type of spell. Okay, does he even know--

She double takes. ]

You developed this spell yourself?!

[ ~~Yes, Pyra, he just said that.~~ She needs a moment to process this. ]

[ No, he doesn't know. ]

Each king has a power unique to himself. This was mine.

[ That more or less answers her question, though he wouldn't claim credit for developing something like the manipulation of gravity, of all things. ]

It... is like a core of the grandest of stars upon their collapse, found only... above. [ To think that she's holding hands with someone like him-- ] So dense, that it does not allow most light to escape it.

[ Her cheeks flush as she looks at him, awe-struck and eyes shining with the morning light. ] But you've reproduced that here! Of-- of all the things! [ Even though it vanished after a few moments, which is no matter, black holes may evaporate anyway.

She squeezes his hand, fingers running over his knuckles tenderly. What he's just shown her goes beyond all of what she's experienced in this world so far. Dangerous but extraordinarily beautiful, he's given her something like a gift here, although he may not know it. Hushed, grateful, and touched, she continues: ] That's the first true star I've seen in this world... [ A small, breathless laugh then escapes her, and she smiles again. ] Unique doesn't even begin to describe this talent you have, to exercise power like that!

[ Then what was that flicker of apprehension? His eyes drop to their hands as his blank expression takes on a slight furrow of curiosity. Despite that, her smile strikes him as sincere. She loves gazing at the stars, and it seems that he's unwittingly given her one. All this time, he's been tossing around the phenomenon wrought by a collapsing star . . . ]

It is a facsimile—one that is owed to the Light, and nothing more.

[ Nothing more?! Her eyes widen. How could it be nothing more than that! She lifts his hands further up between them, cupping his with his to open his palm-upwards.

He had thrown that energy from these very same hands that seem entirely to human. She feels as if he is belittling himself; especially if this is a spell unique to his kingship... ]

You... conjured it. You exercised this power with ease... [ And without fearing it, at that, without knowing the incredible impossibility of what he’s conjured, developed for his uses. He needed something to gather daemons quickly, and she’s sure he could have easily made something by using wind or water; instead he has this! Even she had been wary upon seeing it!

Pyra remains in awe, flabbergasted, overwhelmed, yet entirely delighted as she brings his two palms together, clasping his hands. ]

I— I don’t know what to say. I never expected— I never thought... A star, Somnus, you’ve made a star! You used a star to... protect others! [ Instead of just creation, instead of just destruction, he uses it to preserve humanity and the future. She feels silly, she must look silly, she thinks, holding his hands and smiling at him in awe. Yes his Light comes from the Crystal and he’s chosen by a god, but— ]

....Please, let this praise be for you.

[ For him, it's but one of numerous spells in his arsenal. Certainly, it's exclusive to him in a way; however, he won't claim it to be any more special than the abilities his descendants have cultivated in the centuries to follow. Pyra, on the other hand, seems so very smitten with what he's done.

He's never given it much thought until now. It's always just been something that he could after he ascended, and only for one purpose. Looking down at their hands, away from the radiance of her earnest smile, Somnus slips his hands out from Pyra's grasp to lay over hers. Looking back up with no strong expression of his own, she continues to give him one that's familiar yet strange; in her face, he sees adoration. ]

Then let the star be for all.

[ That's why they're doing this. If he must, he'll use it here. When he does, it would be good if Pyra is there with him. ]

Yes... [ His hand moving to be atop of hers accompanying his words that allude to the reason for this practice seems to ground her; his flat expression, even more so. She wonders if maybe her praise had been a little too much for him. She's learned here that not everyone so gracefully takes compliments.

Still her smile remains, although it does turn a little sheepish. ] Ah, too much? [ She slips one of her hands out, correcting a strand of hair behind her ear that needn't have been corrected in the first place. ]

I'm sorry. We... should be getting back to practicing.

[ ~~Show her that star again--~~ ]

[ He inclines his head to the side. No, not particularly. Pyra is entitled to speak her thoughts, and he says as much as he withdraws a hand from her gasp. ]

Your thoughts are not mine to curate. Say what you will.

[ Anyway, practice is why they're here. Instead of firing off the same spell, he takes advantage of the solid earth under his feet as ice crystals gather at his hand. He points his palm at the ground and a snowstorm freezes into existence, leaving behind a layer of frost on every surface in sight—even themselves. Somnus gives into a single shiver before Pyra's warmth counteracts his chill. ]

[ And that, too, distracts her.

The area freezes over before them, covered in a diamond-like layer of ice and frost, she feels his shiver. Her arm links with his, lending him her warmth. He has elemental powers as well.

The ice is already melting from her, dousing her hair and mating her bangs. ]

At... this point-- I don't think I could say anything other than praise. Everything you do has this... [ Oh, how does she put this, as she watches the ice glisten in the morning light. ] beautiful.... finality to it...

[ Even after that, he's still capable of attempting another spell like it without delay. He feels the energy coursing through him, rich and unabating. Somnus closes his outstretched hand into a loose fist before withdrawing it.

The frost glistens in the light of morning and will melt into the earth before long. As for himself, he hardly feels the scant moisture clinging to his skin with Pyra's arm wrapped around him. The frost clinging to his hair cools his face at best as he turns his head to face her. ]

All of House Caelum is capable of this standard spell. We draw on the life around us, and your support enables its continuous usage.

[ Turning her gaze from the icy display back to him, her eyes lift higher. The frost makes it seem like he has highlights...

His power is different from hers, of a foreign source, a different mechanism, and her power becomes his when she transfers it to him. She smiles. Nothing can be accomplished alone, is that it? But she has to know: ]

How... does it feel, when my power transfers to you?

[ He seems to be able to handle it wonderfully, but she can never really tell with him sometimes. ]

[ At her question, Somnus turns back to the icy scene before them. ]

The world becomes clearer. I see the imperfections where I could not before, and feel the compensation for those in my power.

[ All around and within him—them—is life. Even after all those years of channeling the Crystal's Light, he's never felt anything quite like this until now. ]

I feel you beside me.

[ She lets out a breath. The answer she had been dreading for him to say was that her power was uncomfortable or too much, overwhelming. She does so try to be careful. Instead, it seems that what she's lent him is something he can handle. And-- he doesn't appear to think that it's dangerous. This. This is most important.

It's extraordinary what he can do on his own; she's happy be be beside him.

Giggling softly, she recounts his words: ]

Nothing in this world can be accomplished alone.

[ A laugh. Melodic, the happy sound carries across the sparkling ice. ]

[ She seems to have taken to those words of his, but that's just as well. Going about things alone can be detrimentally inefficient. At the same time, no good can come off a parasitic relationship, so he asks after the nature of this link on her end. ]

What of you?

[ Oh, that's an easy question for her. The divine, pure nature of his power, too, at which doesn't believe she will ever not be in awe of it. But of far more importance is his presence: ]

Unyielding stability. [ A flicker of hesitation. There had been something else, too, only doused by his focus in the moment. Superseding that, however, had been: ] Hope. You.

[ Her hand squeezes his. The man who had been once so strongly tethered to her before... among other things, she had felt hesitance, fear. Somnus doesn't even so much as blink when he conjures a black hole. How amazing is that? ]

[ Of course. Just as he feels what she feels, she can feel what he feels. There's no mention of any strain on her end—only hesitation regarding something else—which is to be expected with her being what she is. But he had to ask first.

Her hand is warm in his. He feels her, too. She's constant, whereas the ice has already begun to melt and fade.

He's experimented with his magic enough. ]

Is there anything you wish to trial for yourself?

[ Nope, nothing to trial here. She totally has no sword or other fire powers. Only a support character, y u p. ]

Ah, no....

[ A pause. ] But I do want to let you know that the power I lend-- it may feel like much, but it is not infinite.

[ Uh-huh.

Even gods have a limit. The Six combined weren't able to suppress the Scourge. The finite nature of divine power issues Somnus this simple caution: he must not be greedy for her power. ]

I shan't squander it. If I should ever strain your reserves, inform me at once.

[ Though he frames it like a command, it's delivered as a request.

Whether she voices her assent or otherwise, they've experimented enough with the link for now. It's time that they return to the townhouse and part ways from there to go about their daily businesses. The ice will have long faded from sight by the time anyone else comes around this area. ]

[ For her response, she only nods towards him....

Really, with all the power he does have, does he even need any of hers? She's blessed to have witnessed that star at all, let alone feel the divine nature of his own magic, his light, and the manner and reason for which he uses all of it-- for others, for the world, for the future.

What will their trip beyond the barrier bring, should they be granted it? She does not know.

With him giving and giving and giving so much to the world, she wonders if it might ever take anything for himself in return. Or maybe that is just it-- that, like her, he thinks he already has too much, being here with others. For him, that would be being here with his family. She does not know. She cannot know. But she hopes what power she does give him, will be a little something he receives in return...

And so they return to the townhouse, hand-in-hand, only to go their separate ways. ]

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