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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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[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.