Voicetesting a new character. Canon is The Magicians

[naturallyadept]

I'm not certain how this is going to work and I think you aren't either if we're completely honest with each other.

It's definitely better than being dead though. 

Can you at least get me the book I was reading before we went to Fillory? I was in the middle of something important.

Yours,
Alice Quinn

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[existentialmagus]

[after a too long pause.]

Alice.

[naturallyadept]

[She really isn't as happy to see you as she thought she'd be.]

Quentin.

[existentialmagus]

[The feeling is oddly mutual as guilt and anger rise within him.]

I...I hope you find that book.

[naturallyadept]

I hope you find what you need as well.

[She hadn't meant to say that quite as harshly as it comes out but she means it.]

[existentialmagus]

[He flinches at her tone but tries to hide it.]

I dont know if that is possible.

[naturallyadept]

No.

It's probably not. [Alice presses her lips in a tight line.]

[oregoniandionysus]

If I've actually managed to learn anything in the past decade, it's that no one is ever certain how 'this' is going to work.

[naturallyadept]

Certainty is never quite possible.

Decade. Care to explain?

[oregoniandionysus]

...ah. Well. I'm being told your mun hasn't read the second book, so I shouldn't say too much, but...

[His face does something that isn't quite a smile.]

See, there was the part where you saved all our lives.

[naturallyadept]

And it's been ten years since?

[She's mildly suspicious of this entire situation.]

[oregoniandionysus]

Oh! No. I was beginning my decade at age seventeen. The summer before it all started. Although it is all a bit confused, when you're hanging around here. Call it eight to ten years. More like eight in Dagaz.

[naturallyadept]

[Alice is finding it difficult to follow all of this.]

I've never heard of Dagaz. Is it like Fillory?

[oregoniandionysus]

'Like...?' No, I wouldn't say so. Not terribly. It is another world.

[naturallyadept]

I meant are they alike in the sense that it's another world.

[oregoniandionysus]

In that sense, dear Alice, they are exactly the same.

[naturallyadept]

How did you get there, laces this time?

[hebecomessomething]

[After all this time, Quentin had thought he'd lost at least some of the guilt. Wrong again.

So, you know, he'll just be standing here a while working out what to say.]

...which book?

[naturallyadept]

Aldabert Waffling, Magical Theory.

[Alice doesn't meet his eye. She's far more interested in picking the fluff off her jumper, or so it seems.]

[hebecomessomething]

Oh.

[Real smooth, Q.]

Is she... planning to send you anywhere?

[naturallyadept]

I don't think so. I think she's still considering it.

I wouldn't care to go anywhere. I think I've had more than enough adventure.

[hebecomessomething]

You deserve to rest.

But yeah. I hope it is. Better. For you.

[naturallyadept]

It's definitely different.

I think that's probably all I can say of this. It's all new to me.

[theyunderestimateme]

Waste of time. They don't care what's important to you.

[naturallyadept]

Who would 'they' be?

[theyunderestimateme]

Well, everyone, but mostly I meant the people with the little tap-tap writing machines. Maybe you'll get your book back, but not because you want it. Better'n being dead, well, yeah, but you've got to sing for your supper.

[naturallyadept]

They're called computers.

I think there might be worse things than being a dancing monkey for the benefit of a book. At least I get something to read then.

[theyunderestimateme]

[File that away for reference.]

Well, yeah, there sure are worse things—[she could make you a pretty comprehensive list, in fact]—but that doesn't mean I have to like it. I've had more than enough of letting people step all over me, myself, but I'm not everyone. Is the book that good, then?

[naturallyadept]

It's very in depth. [Alice nods her head.] I would have liked if it went onto practical applications for theory a little more but that's just my taste.

[theyunderestimateme]

I can totally get behind practical applications. [Of her sword, that is.] So, what, are you some kinda mage or something?

[naturallyadept]

Magician. I guess you could call me a mage if you wanted. Sounds a bit warcrafty though.

[Adept actually, but Alice isn't quite aware of her own power.]