thusia | (no subject)

No, not really. But I'm curious. You're smaller than most of the rest.

What does that have to do with anything? Elegance and greatness isn't limited by size at all!

[do not laser little girls out of sadistic curiosity do not laser little girls to test them....]

I don't see what elegance has to do with it period. But I know confidence when I see it.

[ I will shoot you in the face if you try anything, mister! ]

Elegance holds things together and provides the calm needed to confront a situation. Confidence is merely the back up to that.

And I hope you know what greatness is.

I don't really care how you describe it. The facts are you aren't certain you can go out there and kill your own food and come back alive, yes?

I'm certain I can, this was just a different situation.

Oh?

Yes.

So what were you thinking of when I asked if you'd caught your own food?

This doesn't have anything to do with food, it was just an accident.

[?

okay i will pick up the thing that i assumed was very burnt meat now to inspect it]

It's just a rock. There's no point in lying about it anymore.

What was the point in lying about it in the first place...?

....how do you set a rock on fire?

I think you answered the question.

[snort]

You know, there aren't enough average people here to bother with that sort of lie anyway.

[shakes the rock once and the outside of it appears to shed off and fall away, leaving a perfectly smooth orb. tosses it to her]

A bad habit, I guess -- oh!

[ c-catches. surprised and turns it over in her hands trying to figure out what he did. ]

[no signs of anything odd other than that you now have a super smooth orb]

So then I guess the right question would have been, why are you setting rocks on fire?

Did you do some kind of magic on this?

I wasn't setting it on fire, that was the accidental part.

I don't do magic. I have the ability to reject or accept whatever I wish, so I rejected the part that wasn't what you're holding there.

What were you trying for?

[getting out a cigarette]

[ CONTEMPLATIVE FOR A MOMENT, STILL TURNING IT OVER IN HER HANDS. Somewhat to herself: ]

Mm. . . that would still count as 'magic' to some people. An origin of 'rejection' maybe, though the power . . .

[ waves a hand ]

Make it useful.

Because it's just something I do or don't do, I've never thought of it that way. It used to be as simple as breathing, but this place has made me much weaker.

Useful for what?

Magic takes a lot of different forms, it's probably not magic to you or your world but it would count as magic to another.

. . . anything other than being a rock. Most things can be given some kind of power or purpose if applied correctly. I was hoping for storage. . . But I would even taken a flashlight!

A flashlight... so you just turn things into other things...?

No, but that's a lot more simple than something else right now, right?

[ sigh ]

But it turned out pretty uselessly. I guess I calibrated wrong.