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[magisterus]

[Library]

[ He's spent a great deal of time since arriving exploring the various levels of this ship, but none so often as the library. The sheer amount of knowledge presented in this place is impressive to say the least, a treasure to be guarded taken advantage of.

Thus, for a few hours out of the day, he can be found in a quite corner with a pile of large tomes, mostly historical or magical in natural. ]

[CES]

[ He has visited this place a couple times, mostly out of curiosity given the room's unusual qualities. Today, a less than pleasant scene greets him. It's a wasteland that stretches as far as the eye can see with dark clouds roiling overhead.

He doesn't linger long. ]

[CTS]

[ For those who choose to visit the CTS this afternoon, there will be an old man in blue wielding an unusual blade.

His opponents?

These. ]

[Deck]

[ This, of all the places on the Barge, is his favorite. The stars, which are familiar friends by now, wink down from the heavens as the ship toils on through the Lanes Between.

He watches them for a long time, and occasionally, he gestures at them. ]


[ ooc: Permissions post for light/darkness heart-sensing is here. Also, I should note the Heartless in the CTS are not real! They're just holograms of them. ]

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[crossestheline]

[Jason is strolling around the deck, planning on doing some people watching. By now he's gotten a good idea of the layout of the Barge. Now he wants to learn more about the beings occupying it.

Jason gets more than he bargained for when he spots Yen Sid. His attire reminds him of a wizard he'd see on a cartoon show, and can't help but wonder if that's the case. When he first arrived on the Barge, Dick told him in some worlds they were fictional characters.

Leans against the wall and opts to observe him for the time being, trying to figure out what he's doing with the stars.]

[magisterus]

[ Fictional or no, he appears perfectly real, standing by the edge of the railing. He isn't necessarily attempting anything mystical, either.

The stars speak to him, though, telling him of the tides of light and darkness in places he cannot see -- and will not see, for the immediate future.

He stands there for a long time, not doing much of anything...save for the glimmer of light that appears in the palm of his hand. His expression changes though his lips never move, and he appears to be listening quite intently.

At one point, several stars blaze all the brighter, bringing a rare smile to his aged features. The light in his hand seems to wink in response, shining all the more for the briefest of moments.

They understand one another as few truly can. ]

[crossestheline]

[Raises his brows as he watches the stars grow brighter. Okay, color him impressed, not everyone can pull off something like that and he's seen some crazy things in his day.]

How'd you do that little trick? [Jason pushes off against the wall and walks over to where the other man is at, keeping an eye on the stars the entire time.]

[magisterus]

[ He turns, looking at the young man briefly before gesturing once more at the stars. ]

The language of the stars is light.

[ He raises his other hand, still wreathed with his own inner light. ]

So long as you understand and have the ability to tap your own inner light, they will share what they know.

[je_suis_avec_toi]

[She isn't in the library all the time, but she visits. Seeing s man with so many large books attracts her attention.]

You look up to your ears in business. Is it anything interesting?

[magisterus]

[ Indeed, he is quite engrossed with his chosen subject matter, so much so he doesn't actually notice her until she addresses him.

Looking up, he meets her gaze squarely, unabashed but somewhat preoccupied. ]

Ahh. Not so much business as a case of extreme curiosity, I fear.

[ He gestures at their surroundings. ]

The amount of knowledge accumulated here is truly quite impressive.

[je_suis_avec_toi]

[She moves a little closer, nakedly curious herself, but trying not to crowd his space. It's already so crowded with books.]

I don't think I could read everything here in a lifetime, so I'd be forced to agree. What has caught your interest so, if I may be so intrusive?

[magisterus]

[ The briefest flicker of a something crosses his features -- not quiet a shadow, but his brow creases further. ]

We can never learn all that there is to know.

[ Even with his vast experience and long life, he knows there are still mysteries beyond his grasp.

He gestures at the stack of books. ]

The histories here are quite extensive. A few books on magical lore and origin myths also caught my eye.

[je_suis_avec_toi]

[That surprises her.]

Books of magic or just histories and stories of it? [Of course, she knows there are copies of the Bible here, from which the words of Royal Psalms were drawn, but it would terrify her if either the Royal Psalms or the Psalms of Revolution could be included in a library.]

[magisterus]

Both.

In some worlds, magic is quite real; in others, it is only spoken of in legends or fables.

I've yet to come across a more extensive collection.

[je_suis_avec_toi]

I know magic is real. I question the wisdom of having books of magic available freely in a prison library.

[magisterus]

As I understand it, the abilities of the Inmates aboard are reduced.

[ Not that he believes they're the only ones who can cause a bit of trouble. ]

One may very well question the judgment of the Admiral.

[je_suis_avec_toi]

That doesn't mean that some of us cannot still do magic. I think I still have mine. I haven't had a need great enough to test it.

[magisterus]

There may come a time when it is needed.

[ He doesn't know the reason why she is here so he can't know for certain how responsible she may be with whatever ability the Admiral has left her with.

Still. ]

Might I ask what field of magic you're most familiar with?

[je_suis_avec_toi]

[She thinks a moment, trying to determine what best to call it to someone unfamiliar with it.]

It's called the Psalms, but perhaps it could be described as a kind of incantation magic. The words of the holy Psalms spoken with intent by those who are specially opened to them have power to effect changes.

[magisterus]

[ He sits up a little straighter. He's never heard of such a thing, not even in all his years of study...though it smacks, somewhat, of naming magic. ]

What sort of changes?

[je_suis_avec_toi]

[She draws back just a little from his enthusiasm.]

Leave messages, track people, change people. [a bit of a pause] It could even kill people outright. The uses were numerous, but not everyone used it the same way.

[magisterus]

[ It's not so much enthusiasm as curiosity. It's a rare day indeed that Yen Sid gets 'excited' over anything, whether it be positive or negative.

He clasps his hands together, apparently deep in thought. ]

I see.

[ A beat. ]

I cannot say I am familiar with that particular sort of magic -- or at least not by that name.

[ He looks at her. ]

You said it was tied to the words of these 'Psalms'?

[je_suis_avec_toi]

Yes, the words from the book of Psalms in the Bible. It may be fairly rare. There were only a handful of people I knew who could do it, and most of them were of royal blood.

[magisterus]

[ He strokes his beard thoughtfully. ]

I may seek it out one of these days.

[ He is always willing to learn something new. ]

What is your name?

[je_suis_avec_toi]

I'll tell you what I can... I can't open anyone to them, though. Not like this. [Whatever of her magic she has, she's pretty sure the Admiral wouldn't let her make other Poets. She isn't certain she'd want to anyway. It's almost a sacred thing to her.]

I'm Lia de Beaumont.

[magisterus]

[ He raises his hands briefly. ]

I would not expect you to. I am merely curious about the writings themselves.

[ He's poured through many manuscripts on magic, history, and legends over the years, and the lore surrounding her own magic has piqued his interest.

He nods once in greeting. ]

It is a pleasure.

My name is Yen Sid.

[je_suis_avec_toi]

[She nods.]

I can show you anytime you wish then, I believe.

Should I leave you now to your studies? [She is a little curious to see closer what he's reading, but that's better done when he's gone.]

CTS

[scarlet_discord]

[Wanda is up in the observation room, waiting for her turn. She is trying to use the time by forcing herself to study from her smallish white-covered tome of beginning healing magic, but she keeps looking back down at the fight.]

[magisterus]

[ For such an old man, he moves with a surprising amount of skill and dexterity. The creatures vanish with every strike, and when they try to tackle him from behind, a swift gesture brings a flare of thunder magic that sends them flying.

Clearly, he knows what he is about. ]

[scarlet_discord]

[Wanda nods to herself. He looks every inch the veteran combat mage, and her curiosity is piqued because that's exactly the sort of path she finds herself walking when it she needs to fight. It's rude to interrupt him, so she lowers her book and just watches quietly for a while.]

[magisterus]

[ Her assessment is accurate.

He fights on for a little longer, but eventually he tires of his opponents. A mere gesture, and his hand flares, a seering brilliance overtaking the area. When it fades, the creatures are gone.

Dismissing the Keyblade with a gesture, the setting fades, and he begins to wander out. ]

[scarlet_discord]

[She doesn't know why she's doing it. She's supposed to be focusing on two things: training, and getting out of here. But she's curious. Something about him seems a little familiar, and honestly...she still has the ember of a desire to network with magical folk.]

[So she hurries out of the booth to the hallway, the book clutched to her chest. If she thought about it, she would have switched the title side inward. As it was, Introduction to Secular Magical Healing shines in gold letters quite plainly on the white cover.]

Um...hi!

[magisterus]

[ He stops and turns, noting the girl as well as the book she's holding close. ]

Young lady.

[ He says it politely, by way of greeting. ]

I don't believe we've met.

[scarlet_discord]

I didn't know we'd gotten another sorcerer here. Hi. I'm Wanda. I'm a chaos magician. I've been here a while but for the most part I'm not exactly...social. [She feels awkward as hell, but smiles politely.]

[magisterus]

[ His brow lifts slightly at that statement. ]

Chaos, you say?

[ It's not exactly his area of expertise, but he's familiar with the concept.

He strokes his beard thoughtfully. ]

I've been told there are inmates and wardens alike with extraordinary abilities aboard this vessel; I was unaware of any other magic users.

[ He likes talking shop about magic, though, so this is a good thing. He nods once. ]

It is a pleasure, Wanda. My name is Yen Sid.

If I may- how long have you been here?

[scarlet_discord]

That's the label that got slapped on me. Basically I can invoke a lot of power without any formal training. I started an apprenticeship back home, but that was more for fine control than anything.

There were a lot more wizards once, but they all left. [And most of them looked down their noses at her, so she doesn't miss them.]

[His question makes her sag a little and glance away.] Too long. A year and a half.

[magisterus]

I see.

[ A thoughtful answer. He knows a touchy subject when he hears one; he may pry, at a later date, but not right now.

He gestures at the book. ]

I take it, you are continuing your studies?

[scarlet_discord]

Um, well, yeah. I need it for the ideas, and the discipline as well. I am trying to learn to fix things. And people. It's way too easy for me to do the opposite.

[She fidgets slightly, a bit self-conscious.]

[magisterus]

The healing arts...

[ He says it thoughtfully. ]

Repairing the body is often less difficult, I've found, than mending other hurts.

[ He considers her openly for a moment. Healing isn't really his specialty (though every Keyblade wielder worth their salt can use Curaga), but... ]

If you should like some assistance in this endeavor, I would be willing to offer it.

[scarlet_discord]

...yeah, well. Nobody I have talked to has ever even heard of magic to heal the soul.

[If they had she would be all over that.]

[She hesitates at his offer.]

...you want to go get some coffee or something?

[magisterus]

[ He nods once. ]

Certainly.

[scarlet_discord]

[As they walk she looks a little troubled and clutches the book to her chest.]

I came from dark circumstances. Most of my life my power has been a force of destruction. I'm doing my best to alter that but it's tough. I feel like my Will is clouded by everything I've been through. All the scars.

[magisterus]

[ It's a story he's heard before -- one he might have guessed at simply from the make-up of her heart. Bowing his head, he listens, his brow furrowed in thought. ]

It is understandable. The power you possess is difficult by its very nature, and other factors can make things all the worse.

[ A beat. ]

How much progress did you make in the apprenticeship you began?

[scarlet_discord]

Yeah, well, believe me...I'm not here because I chose to have big power, PTSD and anger problems. There's only one guy to be blamed for all of that. He should really be here being punished in my place.

[She shrugs.] Two years and change. I've advanced since then, but since I'm not going back to my world I can't exactly pick up where I left off.