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a cultured conjurer. ([personal profile] cnj) wrote in [community profile] castellae2015-10-15 02:55 pm
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[personal profile] calcinate 2015-10-16 08:54 am (UTC)(link)


Edited (i was stuck on a prompt so i found these pics instead) 2015-10-16 20:46 (UTC)
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shhhh ur perfect

[personal profile] calcinate 2015-10-17 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ once y'shtola sits, the door to the inn swings open again. there's snow stuck in his hair and clothes as he walks to the front desk, unravelling the scarf he'd wrapped around the lower half of his face. anyone with the right sense of mind wouldn't have been out in the snowstorm in the first place, but linus never was one to think logically most of the time.

he digs out some coins to trade for a key and once that's done, he sits in front of the fire with a lot less grace than y'shtola, closer than would be safe for a normal human. he takes off his fingerless gloves, holding his hands near the flames to warm them up. eventually, he looks over his shoulder at her.
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Hey, sorry about that. I'll get out of your space once I warm up, if that's cool with you.
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[personal profile] calcinate 2015-10-20 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ linus rubs his hands together, sensation returning to his fingers again as he laughs. ]

Yeah, it was pretty intense. Shoulda listened to the barkeep back in town when he told me to stay another night, but I thought it'd be okay, you know? [ his smile turns sheepish. ] Told him I'd just melt the snow if it got worse, no big deal. He gave me this look like I was crazy or something.

[ which he is, but that's besides the point. he sighs, shaking his bangs from his face. ]

Anyway, glad you made it here in time. Would've been bad if both of us were stuck outside.
Edited (aUGH wording) 2015-10-20 05:54 (UTC)
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[personal profile] calcinate 2015-10-21 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
I'm supposed to meet up with some friends of mine, [ he sighs while leaning back against the couch now that he's got the feeling back in his limbs. ] I guess they'll have to deal with me being a little late.

[ he shrugs at her question and pulls off one of his gloves, holding his hand palm up between them. ]

No idea what a thaumaturge is and I'm not really a mage, but I can do something like that.

[ if she's talking about mages, he figures she's probably into that sort of thing or does it herself, so he's less inclined to be worried about throwing his power around so carelessly. the air around him is already warm, but there's a small surge of heat before flames bloom in his hand, licking up his fingertips. ]

Not sure if this is the kind of thing they do where you're from. [ there's another shrug as he closes his fist, dispelling the fire and tugging his glove back on again. her smile gets her one in return, despite the weary chuckle that accompanies it. ]

I think I might've been close to losing a few fingers out there, but thanks for the vote of confidence.