Day 31: Sun Room (Fourth Shift)

[screwthegods]

Though perhaps not entirely as successful as he wanted it to be, Homura walked away from lunch feeling satisfied with his efforts. Roland and Fai both had shown interest in the goal, and that was enough for the moment. Homura could be patient, had already been for five hundred years, and felt no harm in waiting another five hundred if he had to. He would have his goals realized, no matter what obstacles he faced, be they from the prison or those trapped within.

But now was time for business of a different sort, and the demi-god made his way to the Sun Room, near the common board. He made sure he could be seen from the entrance to the cafeteria, knowing that one stranger and one member of his own group both wanted to meet with him. It worked out well enough, especially given that the stated purpose of the History Club was simple.

Revenge and escape.

For now, Homura had no intention of revealing that it'd grown more complicated than that.

[Waiting for L and Junior]

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[quickdrawbkiddo.livejournal.com]

Beatrix raised an eyebrow. "Wouldn't it make more sense to blow up the double doors at the main entrance instead of a wall if escape was the reasoning behind it?"

She shook her head a little. "As long as you don't blow up my room or injure those I care for here, I don't care what you blow up."

[innovator-skuld.livejournal.com]

"Maybe, but you never know. The doors are an obvious target," Skuld pointed out, perfectly reasonable. "They'll be better guarded than a wall off to the side, so this would give people more time to get out."

Except for the little matter of how an explosion that big would definitely attract unwanted attention.

"Anyway, don't worry; I know what I'm doing. If I construct a bomb, nothing gets blown up that I didn't want to." Usually. Anyway, her inventions didn't count; sometimes the self-destruct got triggered unintentionally, that was all.

[quickdrawbkiddo.livejournal.com]

The Bride held a hand up in an attempt to stave off Skuld's defensiveness. "Alright then," she said. "Explosives were never my thing anyways. Too messy." And lacked elegance.

She decided to steer the conversation away from blowing things up and back to magic. "So, is teleportation just like any other spell or is it in its own class? If it is possible to defend against it, I would like to know."

[innovator-skuld.livejournal.com]

"In most magic systems, it can be guarded against via general anti-magic protections," Skuld replied thoughtfully. "More specifically, there are 'grounding' spells, most commonly placed on amulets, that can prevent teleportation. Unfortunately, I can't make any myself, and if anyone tells you there's a talisman against it, they're probably wrong."

She paused. "Well, depending on the caster more than the magic system. Iron protects against some kinds of fairy magic, for example." She supposed it was possible some unseelie fairies were involved...

[quickdrawbkiddo.livejournal.com]

Beatrix raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Faeries?" Okay, maybe it was time to stop talking about magic altogether.

Faeries, my ass.

[innovator-skuld.livejournal.com]

Skuld wondered if there was much point in explaining this at all. "Yeah. There isn't just the little kind you've probably read about in stories--those are pixies, a subspecies. There are also fairies that look human, at least if they're disguised or you know what to look for. And then some who only look a little human--they'll have ears a lot more pointed than other fae, and their skin and hair colors are really unique. I don't know much about that kind... I think most of them are of the unseelie court, but it's been a while since I read anything and I've only met a couple of any of the Fair Folk."

Like Puck, for example, but while she was pretty sure Arlene would know who that was, she didn't think she should mention that he was an old acquittance of hers.

Geez, it's hard to know what to tell her... "what fools these mortals be" is right!

[quickdrawbkiddo.livejournal.com]

Beatrix couldn't help it - she blinked at Skuld. She had no idea whether to believe the girl or not, even after all this magic shit, and she wondered if the girl was trying to jerk her chain. Well, she'd see about that.

"Ah. I think there's one of those... what did you call them - unseelie? ones here. Silvery-whitish hair, big grey-blue eyes and slightly pointed ears." The Bride tilted her head in thought. "Never caught her name, but we had a bit of an... altercation my first night here."

She shrugged a little. Maybe by implicating to Skuld that the elfish woman she'd beaten up for information was one of these damn faeries, she'd get some minor entertainment out of it. It wasn't like she was making up the way the woman looked - she just hid the ears.

[innovator-skuld.livejournal.com]

Skuld blinked and looked around, but Raine wasn't sitting in her line of sight. "I haven't seen one. What's her skin look like?"

That... might be bad. Unseelies couldn't be trusted; they would make promises and then break them on a whim, and their motivations were usually near-impossible to guess. Then again, a lot of that was court politics, and if that wasn't a concern... "And are there any others?"

[quickdrawbkiddo.livejournal.com]

"Kinda pale and she's delicately framed." The Bride cast a quick glance around as well. Nope, no geek's wet dream about. "I haven't seen any others with pointed ears or the like, but that one I described hangs out with this other woman with really long silver hair, red eyes and a detatched feel about her. She also talks odd. I didn't get her name either." She gave Skuld an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry."