it's a clean enough landing, fortunately, and rutile's glad the good doctor had so much fun that he has to catch his breath, ahahaha! anyway, playtime is over, so he'll put his broom away as they get to work. thoughts about a potential part two can wait for when this is done.
for now, rutile begins to do as instructed... pausing over the flower garden for just a moment. ]
There's a lot of buildings... Will it be alright with just the two of us, Doctor Figaro?
[ they're just two!! southern wizards!!! after all!!!
but, really, it's not that he doubts figaro's reliability... it's more... is it enough with just rutile's assistance? ]
[ haha yeah, F is for friends who do stuff together, stuff like that...
he's looking over another building, canting his head at rutile's words. right, it might be too much for the younger wizard, while figaro can easily purify this entire center on his own if he wants to.
but he can't. rutile may be airheaded, but he's pretty bright. can't be a sprightly schoolteacher if he isn't. the admin knows figaro's abilities to the extent as it is. ]
We purify one section of the center at a time, then slowly work our way around. Let's start with the flower garden.
[ should be easy enough to begin here. figaro walks over to the other side of the garden, and... god we're really just gonna wing this, kosy. he brings out his orb, which shines in a faint blue light as his magic circle manifests on the ground, extending towards rutile. ]
Ahah... I'm glad we're beginning with my favorite part!
[ obviously. just that cheerful comment, as we all scream about vague magic buLLSH
but, okay. with a nod and the instructions given, rutile prepares himself for his contribution as well. in a mirror of his mentor's actions, he draws out his quill, his own magic circle moving to meet, but not quite touch, figaro's.
difficult as the whole center might be to do on his own, he isn't alone. with that in mind, lightened and augmented by the presence of the small flower garden, rutile prepares and-- ]
Ortonik Setomaouge--
[ easily voices his magic words. with that, the light of his circle brightens just the slightest, the unvoiced desires for this area's peace manifesting into magic.
[ that should be enough. and even if it isn't, figaro would be willing to take over for rutile, but he'd rather have his student see this through. the presence of the flower garden does help in boosting rutile's magic in this instance, so maybe he'll be able to pass this training with flying colors after all.
there's that familiar frisson of magic swirling around their combined magic circle, blessing the little garden with that trademark southern peacefulness. of course, it's not enough to ward away the sinister spirits that roam this area, but... small steps. ]
Mm, now that's refreshing. [ figaro says with a hum. ] Good job, Rutile. Let's keep this up.
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it's a clean enough landing, fortunately, and rutile's glad the good doctor had so much fun that he has to catch his breath, ahahaha! anyway, playtime is over, so he'll put his broom away as they get to work. thoughts about a potential part two can wait for when this is done.
for now, rutile begins to do as instructed... pausing over the flower garden for just a moment. ]
There's a lot of buildings... Will it be alright with just the two of us, Doctor Figaro?
[ they're just two!! southern wizards!!! after all!!!
but, really, it's not that he doubts figaro's reliability... it's more... is it enough with just rutile's assistance? ]
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he's looking over another building, canting his head at rutile's words. right, it might be too much for the younger wizard, while figaro can easily purify this entire center on his own if he wants to.
but he can't. rutile may be airheaded, but he's pretty bright. can't be a sprightly schoolteacher if he isn't. the admin knows figaro's abilities to the extent as it is. ]
We purify one section of the center at a time, then slowly work our way around. Let's start with the flower garden.
[ should be easy enough to begin here. figaro walks over to the other side of the garden, and... god we're really just gonna wing this, kosy. he brings out his orb, which shines in a faint blue light as his magic circle manifests on the ground, extending towards rutile. ]
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[ obviously. just that cheerful comment, as we all scream about vague magic buLLSH
but, okay. with a nod and the instructions given, rutile prepares himself for his contribution as well. in a mirror of his mentor's actions, he draws out his quill, his own magic circle moving to meet, but not quite touch, figaro's.
difficult as the whole center might be to do on his own, he isn't alone. with that in mind, lightened and augmented by the presence of the small flower garden, rutile prepares and-- ]
Ortonik Setomaouge--
[ easily voices his magic words. with that, the light of his circle brightens just the slightest, the unvoiced desires for this area's peace manifesting into magic.
and, hopefully, that's enough. ]
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[ that should be enough. and even if it isn't, figaro would be willing to take over for rutile, but he'd rather have his student see this through. the presence of the flower garden does help in boosting rutile's magic in this instance, so maybe he'll be able to pass this training with flying colors after all.
there's that familiar frisson of magic swirling around their combined magic circle, blessing the little garden with that trademark southern peacefulness. of course, it's not enough to ward away the sinister spirits that roam this area, but... small steps. ]
Mm, now that's refreshing. [ figaro says with a hum. ] Good job, Rutile. Let's keep this up.