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Post by demikara on Aug 29, 2020 19:56:16 GMT -6
"We made it through. And we're better prepared for next time. I'll work on figure something out, and if I don't manage it, we can ask Boyuan for assistance again." It was a decent plan. "And she had questions. Made me feel like a complete idiot as well. Also, terrified the living daylights out of me. I can see why she's a good specialist." From that alone. He had been quite certain that what he said determined whether he lived or died. And he was never going to do anything that could remotely be considered possible disrespect for Boyuan ever again.
"Bronson is a child. Lots of mischief, and lots of chaos." Then again, except for the mischief, that basically said him as well. His cheeks darkened again. "Though, well. I suppose I don't have room to call people children, do I?" Not when they were all so long lived. He was too now, but he was still adjusting to the worldview shift. He had time to make all the necessary changes to Broadmoore and to keep it on the good path, as good a path as could be expected.
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Post by Circe on Aug 29, 2020 20:21:46 GMT -6
"Barely." Catherine pointed out. "I would strongly suggest that next time be spent somewhere that can absorb such copious amounts of magic." She had decided that this realm was exceptionally unsuited for any type of fae or veil born magic. It was too inherently unstable and seemed to take great joy in being unleashed in an environ with such low risk for negation. "Boyuan usually doesn't speak much unless she feels strongly about one thing or another." Instead Xiaolian generally with held her comments and questions unless absolutely necessary, at least that had been Catherine's experience with the other so far. She had deemed the lieutenant competent enough, but the Council seemed to disagree with that observation like anything else.
"No you do not have the room to call people children. I have told you this for months now." Catherine added, a slight tinge of an accent creeping in either due to irritation or fatigue. She'd spent years, decades even, doing whatever she could to make it disappear. It wouldn't have done for a Councilor's daughter and member of the Seelie Court to sound so foreign from anyone else; she had had to blend in, even if that meant her own losses.
It would likely be all the more noticable to Tyrus with his sight missing. With one sense gone, the others often compensated, if only as a means of survival. "Humans are the mayfly to most of us, mildly entertaining dalliances, but they die altogether so quickly."
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Post by demikara on Aug 29, 2020 20:28:26 GMT -6
"The ranch can't handle it again. Or it could, but there would be more consequences. The glades would only grow, if we kept using them, and I'm not sure I could hide them if they did. Do you have an idea of where we can go?" Please don't say the fae realm. She was going to say the fae realm, wasn't she? It was the only place that was guaranteed to be able to handle this amount of magic. Nowhere on earth was safe at least.
"And I suppose I am a stubborn, prideful child. I've definitely paid the lesson for that often enough lately." It was perhaps time to start relying on others. The problem was the only other he had known who could have checked his work were dead now. Maybe he should reach out to other people, other specialists as well to double check his work before doing anything.
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Post by Circe on Aug 29, 2020 20:42:56 GMT -6
"Both you and I know that the fae realm is the only thing that can absorb that much magic." Catherine stated bluntly. She could almost hear the pleas from him about the gate and the people of the realm. But it also felt that his aversions and distastes were directed towards her, and what she had called home for the longest time. "I would prefer that the glades disappear, they're altogether unsettling and may eventually cause problems." How that would be accomplished she didn't even know. It was beyond the scope of anything she knew.
At this point Catherine sighed and shook her head, "You indeed are stubborn, prideful, but also surprisingly resilient. While you are still a child to many of us, a very clever child but still a child, at least you are learning from your mistakes."
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