Voice testing for luceti and maybe eswareinmal

[consultmybooks]

Right. So, we're doing this again, then, are we?

...at least you're excited. If we both don't want this, well, what's the point? I'll be gone in another month. And I refuse to put anyone else through that again.

Certainly some interesting plans in the works. No...sorry, I meant "horrific". Yes, I'm sure that's what I meant. Yes, that includes the party. Especially if one of them takes it into their heads to make it a surprise party. And depending on when Helios decides to admit what happened over Valentine's Day. To say nothing of all the people who I know fully well are hoping for a chance to shout at me or, um, smack me. Or hit me. In some cases, probably hard enough to knock me unconscious. And, with my luck, I'll probably be tossed at one or two individuals who wouldn't mind another chance at attempting to murder me, just for the flavor, and I don't just mean Drusilla.

Still. Um...it will be nice to see Willow, again. That's...something. Still as far ahead as ever, of course, but...well, you know how it is. I can at least make that work to my advantage, this time. And I most certainly intend to.

As for the other place...all right, fine, it's a shame about the train, but you do recall that having me in two places at once never works out, yes? I don't care how much the three of you are amused by it. We would not do well in a medieval setting. They stoned people like us to death, back then.

...but, we'd, we'd be able to remember one another? Helios, a-and Ginia, and I? Fine. I, um, I suppose my tastes towards weaponry, fighting style, and reading material might finally be relevant. I can only imagine how much that news might amuse Buffy.

And I hope the fact that I very strongly protest being made a ghost is assumed. In other words, I would hope you would know better than to, um, make me argue that point with you. I don't care if it sounds interesting. Things that, um, sound interesting to you rarely end well for either of us.

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[sorcerous]

It is no secret; their world is overrun by thorns. Their way of life is under terrible threat.

We, they summon, to sweep in and save them. They seek a hero.

[consultmybooks]

...and they still haven't found one?

They're, um, scraping the bottom of the barrel, honestly, finding the three of us.

I suppose the question of "how" we're meant to save them is still up in the air, of course.

[sorcerous]

Of course. Why would they provide instruction? They, after all, are not heroes.

[ Bitter? Not at all. ]

[consultmybooks]

[...Giles is starting to like you already, Loki. Tell him your name, and that might not actually change. He's a mythology nut, this one.]

I presume, of course, if they had it they, um, wouldn't need us in any case.

And I presume they haven't exactly been discerning with what worlds they gather from.

[sorcerous]

They have brought children and warriors both, the able and the ignorant, the willing and the cowardly.

[consultmybooks]

So that would be a "no", then.

Right. Business as usual, then. Fifteen year old girls called upon to save the world, and all that.

[A tired and long suffering sigh.] Perhaps I will fit right in, then.

[sorcerous]

You don't much look like a fifteen-year-old girl.

[consultmybooks]

I should bloody well hope not, as I am both fifty five and male.

...I was, um, referring to an old friend of mine. Not that it matters. She, um, isn't in this world.

[sorcerous]

[ Mildly: ] Appearances are so often deceiving.

[consultmybooks]

Yes, um, well. Rest assured in my case. What you see is very much what you get.

[sorcerous]

I don't believe you.

[ Again, mild, soft. He doesn't say it as an insult, but as a playful fact, a subtle twinkle in the depths of his eyes. ]

Is it... a bit of chaos, that I smell on you?

[consultmybooks]

[He might not say it as an insult...but, to a man like Giles, it's as good as an insult, and a stinging one at that.

He flinches, very slightly, immediately regarding Loki with a good deal more wariness than before.]

...I suppose that would depend on what "chaos" smells like to you, wouldn't it?

[sorcerous]

It smells like mine.

[consultmybooks]

Far be it from me to correct someone like you, but you're sadly mistaken.

[Then, because there's obviously no purpose in lying outright, Giles adds in a slightly softer tone of voice:] By about thirty years.

[sorcerous]

Ah, but once it's touched you, it never truly goes away, does it? You've got scars, old man.

[ And he says the old with amusement, too, like a joke of his own.

Which it is, given that Loki's pushing 1,000. ]

[consultmybooks]

Everyone has scars. That's nothing terribly notable. Especially when they've, um, lived as long as I have.

[And the fact that someone like Giles, someone who played with and tried to control that degree of chaos, did live this long, is something he knows damn well is rather notable in its own right.]

[sorcerous]

What's that I hear about you, and your soon-to-be ghostly nature?

A pity. If I were at my full power, I could have your name stricken from the books of death. My daughter is ever-so-accommodating.

May I just say how much I am absolutely loving this thread?

[consultmybooks]

[...oh good sweet mother of god.

It takes Giles five seconds to filter down his mental list of "gods" and then "female gods of death" and then "female gods of death with known fathers and a culture that uses a Book of Death".

There's every possibility that the man he's talking to isn't even a god from his universe, of course...but, then again, there's every chance that he is.

...Giles still has to bite back an urge to bow. Instead, he just swallows and takes a step back and takes off his glasses to clean them.]

I'm sure you could.

...it, um, i-it isn't as though it's set in stone, of course. The, um, bit about being a ghost.

me too! Holy crap I never thought Giles and Loki would be interesting.

[sorcerous]

[ Also I'm glad you're not side-eyeing me for the truly stupendous amount of infomodding I'm doing, dear lord. ]

How fortunate.

[ Ahaha he sees that sudden realization, the flash of respect and fear. Loki thrives on it. ]

Because, of course, a sorcerer is more powerful when he has his own blood and bones to draw upon.

Amazing what kind of relationships you stumble on, isn't it? Man, I hope we can thread more.

[consultmybooks]

((ooc: Eh, Loki's a god. If Giles had ever strictly "worshipped" the Norse pantheon, he probably would have been under Loki's domain during his Ripper days anyway. ;) Besides, I probably infomodded a bit with Giles figuring out who he's talking to.))

[Even Giles knows not to mouth off to a god.

...much.

Besides, cleaning his glasses is a stalling tactic, just to give him an extra second or so to think of what to say.]

Given how little power of my own that I actually possess, I doubt it would make very much difference.

I, um, appreciate the thought, of course.

Well, he's at Einmal, if you're planning to head that way!

[sorcerous]

[ A blink. ]

You're a human. A mortal. Should I expect you to have more power than you do?

[ You are all such bitty, adorable ants. ]

/fingers crossed That's the hope. The week-to-day thing is promising on the pace front.

[consultmybooks]

Perhaps we're simply, um, working from different terminologies. I assumed you were referring to me as a sorcerer - of course, I apologize if I was mistaken. [At this, he gives a slight half bow.]

I can use magic, yes, with a great deal of effort and a bit of my own life thrown into the mix. But, um, that only puts me a step or so above the rest of the world. Proper sorcerers - witches or, um, warlocks - are well beyond me.

Oh yeah, it's lovely and low-pressure.

[sorcerous]

You are. There's a taint of magic on you.

Mm - then I would like to know the most powerful of these. But perhaps it can wait.

/phew The other game isn't. Low pressure, I mean.

[consultmybooks]

The most powerful of them, at least as far as my world goes, aren't in this fairy tale world.

[Granted, it's not magic users from Giles' world that he's entirely worried about. It's who might be coming with him. Loki would probably find Helios, for example, both eminently fascinating and hugely powerful on the magic front. Least favored brother, and all that.]

Which is, um, to everyone's advantage, if I may say. The magic I know is, um, far more erratic and dangerous than what you're used to, i-in your realm.

Yeah. I've never tried Luceti, but I was pretty sure it was fairly fast.

[sorcerous]

Oh, magic may be as a serpent here, too: as willing to sink its fangs into friend as well as foe. It takes a subtle hand.

I have had a very long time to practice.