Raistlin Majere (
magus_majere) wrote in
filthhub2019-07-18 07:43 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
(no subject)
"Massster..." this came from a disembodied head floating in front of Raistlin's desk. The archmagus didn't look up immediately, busy scratching writing onto a piece of flattened parchment, the quill in his thin golden fingers practically vibrating with the speed of his notes.
Genessia was a land of fascinating marvels. He'd be sure not to forget a single one.
"Masssster pleasssse," the head tried a second time.
Finally, Raistlin glanced up, impatient at the interruption. "What?"
"Therrrre is an intruderrr in the Grrove."
That. That was interesting, and Raistlin's hand finally stilled. "In the Grove, you say?"
"Yesssss. The defenderrrssss have not been able to kill it..."
Extremely interesting. Something from Genessia, no doubt, nothing else would make sense. The blackrobe dabbed the last of the ink off the feather quill onto a pad and set the instrument aside, and then took the time to carefully close up the inkwell. This could take a while.
And so it was that whatever this stranger was doing, he suddenly wasn't the only living creature in the dark, ancient grove. Raistlin lurked in the deepest shadows, silently watching.
Genessia was a land of fascinating marvels. He'd be sure not to forget a single one.
"Masssster pleasssse," the head tried a second time.
Finally, Raistlin glanced up, impatient at the interruption. "What?"
"Therrrre is an intruderrr in the Grrove."
That. That was interesting, and Raistlin's hand finally stilled. "In the Grove, you say?"
"Yesssss. The defenderrrssss have not been able to kill it..."
Extremely interesting. Something from Genessia, no doubt, nothing else would make sense. The blackrobe dabbed the last of the ink off the feather quill onto a pad and set the instrument aside, and then took the time to carefully close up the inkwell. This could take a while.
And so it was that whatever this stranger was doing, he suddenly wasn't the only living creature in the dark, ancient grove. Raistlin lurked in the deepest shadows, silently watching.
no subject
Just try to argue with that one.
"...It will make its way back to me," Raistlin added, not even thinking of the ridiculous image that might make for in Wade's head, "when I have need of it."
no subject
"... What, with the little claw on top? ... Is it gonna finger walk up here?"
no subject
Liar liar pants-you're-not-wearing on fire.
As for Wade's first guess on how the staff might relocate itself, "No."
no subject
Man though, he was really kind of hoping he'd look up and see that weird staff just waddling in on it's funky gold claw.
Man.
"Caaaaaaaaaaan iiiiiiiiit fly?" That's right, this is the twenty questions game now.
no subject
"You are a nuisance." One that he asked to stay, though. "No. Well... yes. But no."
no subject
"So, sort of."
no subject
"...Do you wish me to tell you, or are you having a better time guessing?"
no subject
no subject
This exhausted bastard. There's a faint smirk on his thin lips, and then he glances away from Wade and at the wall on the other side of his nightstand.
The Staff of Magius is just, there. It wasn't a second ago!
"Teleportation."
no subject
"... Kay. Alright, I guess that works. ... Still would have been cool to watch it finger walk in here, I'm just saying."
no subject
To say the least.
"...The crystal would get in its way."
But he's willing to play along in the bizarre mental image a bit. Must be the sheer exhaustion.
no subject
Yes good, engage him in this stupid, stupid conversation, he loves it.
no subject
Good job, Wade, you broke him.
no subject
no subject
SORRY WADE.
no subject
Watch a video of a cat swatting around a balloon, specifically. TADA.
"Alright that's a balloon. Like a semi-permanent bubble. So what if, what if, the staff cast feather fall on the gem, and then like-" He mimed walking with his fingers for this, because a visual demonstration was in fact very necessary, "kicked the gem up the stairs, like a balloon."
no subject
"The crystal is part of the staff." Why would it detach it to... you know, this whole weird rabbit hole they've gone down is dumb.
no subject
"Look I get that it's physically impossible, it doesn't stop me from thinking it's funny."
no subject
It's not particularly judgemental, at least. Just an observation!
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
No one calls Raistlin friend without it being a plot.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)