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Posted: Wed May 21, 2014 7:10 pm
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I felt like my heart stopped for a second when Minnesota beamed at me after i praised his tea. I didn't realize anyone could get that happy off of praise. I watched Minnesota with care. He was interesting. Slender, tall, decently muscular from what i could see from behind his clothes. His movements are calculated and sure and he speaks with confidence. I smile this time. For some reason just now it hits me that this is real. That this electric feeling isn't the result of some drug but real power coursing through my veins. The bond between familiar and witch made a bit more sense now. A witch is powerful on their own but with a familiar to lean of they are much stronger.
Makes sense I guess. I watched Minnesota with a ridiculous amount of attention. I soaked up everything he said like a dry sponge touching water. "You can call me drystan, or just Drys if you want. Master sounds a bit weird." I smile, I've never heard anyone call me that before but something about it just fell off. I notice him shift in his seat, his change in demeanor and the tension in his expression when he speaks of how others have taken advantage of their familiars and i'm not quite sure i want to know how they do.
I felt content just watching him move, just being in Minnesota's vicinity. It felt good being around him and even when he did move farther away it never really felt like he was gone. I snapped back to reality at the sparks flying off the tome. I wasn't quite expecting that. "Why would I block you from my book? Your my familiar, connected to me by soul or something right? Why would i want to block you from potential knowledge?" I picked up the heavy book and leafed thorough quickly just to see the inside, o feel the book and its pages under my fingers and i loved it. "SO that seal, how do we create it and make it work?"
After a moment of staring at the book of wondering how we were going to start, the thought popped into my head. how the hell was i supposed to figure out this was who i was? "wait... so how are people supposed to know if they're witches? I mean.. i never knew until i found you."
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 7:15 pm
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"If that's what you want I'd be honored to use your name then Drystan," Minnesota grinned and blushed a bit. Obviously Drystan didn't understand that he'd just given the other a great honor, then again others kind of got off on the whole 'master' thing. Still he fidgeted around a bit under such attentions. Sure he was used to getting looks but the more Drys watched him the hotter his gaze felt, like he was trying to absorb some part of him just by looking.
Looking back at him he sighed. "Some masters often do not want others knowing their magics, even though our contracts bind us our magics are separate." He explained. Scooting closer he bent over the book. "A seal is something you make," then he traced a heart on the other man's hand. "It's a symbol or a collection of symbols to do your will. You can draw it in any medium you want: chalk, oil, blood, charcoal, salt, anything. The symbols will take on the will you put into them. Since you have a lot of magic in you but can't draw on it I suggest using your own blood to bind the book to you. It's one of the most powerful magics but also the easiest to fall prey to."
Shutting the book he smoothed over the dark cover. "The pentacle star is a pagan protection symbol. You know it easily," he ghosted his fingers over the book but didn't touch it," then draw a circle around it, filling in each point with a symbol and giving it a 'will' or command. Like protect or guard. Depending on the command you give it they will do different things." He smiled at his master.
"Hm? Haven't you always known?" He asked brushing his brown hair out of his dual colored eyes. "I mean I've always felt different myself. As if I could be more... When I was young I had a strong and strange affinity for the occult. I saw dead souls or I'd be able to predict small things about to happen. Even more so was how close I was with fire." He blinked his eyes up to catch Drys. "The flickering flames seemed to love me right back and it scared most that it seemed I could almost control it. Which I can now. Well to an extent. Never believe you have complete control over anything, because you don't and it is foolish to think so." He warned softly.
Getting up he picked out a small silver knife from somewhere and came back. "Just p***k the end of your finger and squeeze. Making it the size of the book would be best but if you don't think you can that's fine too. I'll help guide your hand so you get it right," Minnesota said softly holding out the knife for him.
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2014 6:55 pm
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I almost couldn't believe that just asking to him to call me by my name would cause such and adorable reaction. My smile looks more like a smirk and i know it. Theirs not much I can do about that though. I'm utterly amused and a regular smile just wont cut it. I shifted in the large chair taking another sip of my tea. colorful eyes watched me as I watched him and I figure this is the beginning to a vary amazing friendship. I opened my mouth to speak but was cut off from the feeling of the others finger brushing across my skin. A moment of energy blasting between us and I felt dizzy. The heart shape didn't help to keep my mind straight either. Drystan took the book and watched the other ghost symbols over the book. Blood huh? Drys never did great with blood. Either way it looked like it would be the way to make this work.
"I always felt drawn to the paranormal and the occult, the paranormal I could prove though. The occult I just figured it was just fantasy. Then again it doesn't help when your parents are always telling you how magic isn't real and to get your head out of the clouds." He looked through the book. There wasn't much, mostly blank pages but there was what looked like basic spells and recipes. near the beginning. Basically it was his to make into whatever he wished.
"Your going to have to cut my finger for me. I'm not going to be able to do it myself." He also didnt want to admit the fact that the sight of his own blood might make him pass out. He was going to have to get used to this. Drys placed the book back on the table and held his hand out to the other. He looked away hoping it would make it a it easier but it didn't.It hurt like hell. Drys Placed his finger on the book and made a surprisingly well shaped pentagram. The symbols he drew at the he wasn't quite sure what all of them meant, but in his heart he knew they were the right ones to place.
He looked at the book for a moment and he felt nothing and nothing happened and he scowled. "Work dammit." He growled at the tome and suddenly the lines of the pentogram lit up in flames and Drys dropped it on the table. he felt it then. A surge of power deep within him had just caused those flames. Drys reached down and traced over the newly set lines in the leather, deep and cut but powerful. He felt the magic inscribed in the symbols and connected it to a place deep within him. This is magic.
"So... I think i made it work." I barely whispered. I was still a bit in awe of it all. "I can feel it. I can feel the symbols... Is that supposed to happen?" I took in a deep breath and found that I had written bind, protect, summon, allow familiar, and deflect all else. Basically I bound the book to me, protected it from physical harm, put in some type of way i can call it to me, made sure to let Minnesota in and keep everyone else out. It was weird how i didn't understand them till i activated them, but they were the right ones to use anyway. "Maybe this has always been a part of me."
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Posted: Tue May 27, 2014 6:56 pm
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Drys pressed send and the phone barely rang before she answered. "Hey Babe, where are you? you should have been home alrea-" "Hey, just wanted to tell you I wont be home tonight. I met this really cool guy whose showing me some new tools for detecting spirits and stuff." Drys rolled his eyes. No way she'd bite. "No your not...Are you tired of me or something? Is there a new girl? did you meet someone at that cl....." Drys barely even noticed her ramblings. He was peeking in the living room door watching the other pace back and forth pulling out books and piling them up on the table..."-onestly you should come home, i can pick you up if your too tired to drive." "Its not a girl. And I'm not coming home. You were supposed to be at work." "But i thought you would be home so i called out! so we could spend time together." He could practically hear her pout over the phone. "No, i'm not coming home, and you know i go out when your not there. Goodnight, i;ll be back tomorrow." He hung up and didn't even bother saying a real goodbye. Drys liked his girlfriend when they were together in person, but when they were separated she was probably one of the most annoying people ever. It also irked him that she had a hard time believing in the paranormal as he did.
Hell he barely even noticed she was calling him back. He walked right up to a book picked it up and read the first page. "A beginners guide to magic circles, summoning, protection and binding." He flipped through the next few pages. "So basically we have to start from the very beginning right? Whats the first thing you ever learned?" He looked back up that earnest desperate look filling his face. He just wanted to know that this was real, that it all was real because its all he ever wanted. Ever since he was a kid all he ever wanted was to be able to cast spells and whisper enchantments.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 8:48 pm
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