[PRP] white mirrors and gold (alg & jer)

[iloveyouDIE]

In their space of the court the Lords Mercer and Mercer had done their research, had their tea, and even straightened a bit before deciding they should now try some of the methods they'd found for consent.

There was paper available, in the event of signing or bloody handprints or otherwise, but for the most part they would be experimenting fresh.

"Alright.. what do you think our best bet is?" Alg had been mulling over DNA alternatives because it seemed the shortest route through a complicated system of demonstrating identity.

"Or at any rate, what would you like to try first? Personal symbol? Infusion of magic? A witches brew of hair and the blood of the innocent?" Alg smirked wryly.

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just popping the method test form under the spoiler so i don't have to go look it up

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method testing
Players must roll 1d4 in each post where they test their method of casting. There are three testing stages; you must achieve two successes in each stage to prove your method works for the casting. Each post must be filled out before your method test can be turned in.

Stage One: Concept
In this stage your characters are working with a smaller version of their method to a smaller purpose, such as heating a pot of water or causing someone to float.
1-- A success! Your casting method has proven viable in this small test.
2-- A failure. You did not generate enough power to achieve your test goal.
3-- A failure. Your chosen reagent was not sturdy enough to channel the power and was destroyed.
4-- A failure. There was a large flaw in your casting that prevented you from succeeding.

Stage Two: Prototype
In this stage, your characters are attempting to cast a moderate spell using your method of casting; a moderate spell is something like causing a flower to grow quickly or healing a minor wound.
1-- A failure. Your casting method did not generate enough power; you must adjust your reagents.
2-- A success! Your casting method has proven viable in this larger test.
3-- A failure. Your chosen focal point was not sturdy enough to channel your power and was destroyed, causing you minimal harm.
4-- A failure. There was a small flaw in your casting which must be adjusted before you can succeed.

Stage Three: Final
In this stage, your characters are attempting to cast a large spell using your method of casting. A large spell is something like weather manipulation, teleportation, etc.
1-- A failure. You didn't generate enough power; the flaw was not with your spell.
2-- A failure. Your chosen focal point wasn't sturdy enough to channel your power and was destroyed, causing you moderate harm.
3-- A failure. You blew up your reagents on accident, and must acquire more.
4-- A success! You're ready to use this method of casting in the recreation of hte Charter.

 

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"Probably start with something small, hm? Let's not do something to ourselves," that would be a bigger test, "but maybe something that is part of our domain? Change it in a ... different fashion."

They had gathered supplies, the fetches had helped, of course.

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Alg nodded, "Good idea. It's both of ours and with both of our consent should cement the change.."

There were books of course but Alg was loathe to mess with books. The tea tray was nearby though, along with the materials and things they thought they could use to develop consent methods. There was parchment, ink and quill, empty bottles and things if they needed them.

"A small piece of furniture? There's a foot stool over there.." Alg scratched his jaw, "Tea pot into a tortoise like transfiguration class?" He was joking of course. Leave him alone with his harry potter references.

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[azuredreams]

Jeremiah was quiet, though he smirked when Algie mentioned Harry Potter things. "Nothing like that, I think, but perhaps ..." An eyebrow was raised when he plucked up a bottle of wine that was mixed in with the bottles.

"Fell mentioned this before, something of a gift for us? It always has wine, however." That neither of them drank much of unless with friends, like Leila and Eve, or with a meal that called for a wine pairing. "We could try with this. Make our own scotch label."

Jeremiah had that look. The one that would have gotten them into so much trouble when they were younger. The one where he clearly had an idea and he was absolutely going to carry it out.

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"That is a great idea," Alg blinked. Better they change something small first, try their consent methods on that to maintain the change, than to find out some other way that it doesn't work.

"What did we settle on? A bit of hair and personal magic to seal it?" They'd discussed many things, including blood mixed with ink for signing and saliva. There was also infusions and personal symbols, which he and Jeremiah were perfectly capable of on their own.. but really they needed to test what they planned on using for the charter.

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[azuredreams]

"A bit of hair," Jeremiah tugged a few strands loose, "and magic applied to this," this ended up being a piece of parchment, "and make it into a label eventually to apply to use my magic in perpetuity to change the bottle contents."

At least, that was what he had in mind. They had talked about other things but this was the one that seemed to make the most sense. Jeremiah focused, the hair laid upon the parchment, as his hands rested on either side of it. His eyes were brighter as he focused, trying to weave his magic together with the hair and merge it with the parchment.

Eventually it seemed to work, the hair dissolving into the parchment, turning it a faintly silver color. It was slid over to Algie. "So far so good?"

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1/2 success for stage one

 

[iloveyouDIE]

Algie nodded, watched, and did the same. It clearly wasn't enough magic to change the bottle yet. He plucked a hair of his own and repeated the process. Set against the label, Alg's hand waved over it.

He only intended on channelling a small amount of magic but instead the hair shimmered and burnt up. There was even a smell of burning hair as it seemed to dissolve in his magic touch.

"s**t.. too much.." AT least they were halfway there.

[ FAIL ]

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[azuredreams]

Jeremiah's lips pressed together, a slight frown as the hair burned up. "There's probably an art to it," he said quietly.

It turned out he was right because when he tried again, the hair also burned up in the magic. "Or using too much magic ..." A rueful smile.

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1/2; FAIL THIS ROLL

 

[iloveyouDIE]

Alg chuckled, "At least neither of us is balding..." Another of his own hairs was plucked and set down.

"Though who knows, we may be by the end.." Again the process was repeated. It worked once, which meant it would again, They just hadn't got the knack for it yet.

Again his hand was waved, though more concentration focused on how much magic washed over the label. It fused, just as it should, and Alg was a bit disbelieving but smiling all the same.

"Look at that!" He breathed disbelieving that he'd managed. The parchment shimmered more, shifted, and seemed to take the desired shape of the label they wanted.

Applied to the bottle... "It should work now.." Alg picked it up in his palm and sealed it to the front of the bottle. The entirety of it changed, the shape, the color, everything shifted as it was applied and there they were with a bottle of scotch.

"..you taste it first.." Alg offered it with a wry smirk.

[STAGE 1 COMPLETE]

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[azuredreams]

Jeremiah chuckled, reaching for the bottle and taking it. With a flick of his wrist, a glass appeared in the other and he poured a bit of the scotch into it. Swirling it around, with a small sniff, he was then taking a drink of it.

Then another.

"I would say," a grin, "that it is more than passable." The glass was held out for Algie to take while he set the bottle down. "I think, for the next step, it would be best to try and give each other consent to use a power we have. Like letting you use my ability to have someone answer me truthfully."

While Algie was trying the scotch he was picking up a bracelet that was with the selection of things to work with. It was set down on the table, another couple of hairs tugged - still not bald - and laid against the metal. He pressed his hands down, thumbs brushed against the metal, and focused. This time as he tried to work, he could feel as the magic attempted to work but then-

Nothing.

It fizzled out.

"... mm, time to adjust, I think. More hair or a different token ..."

[fail]

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[iloveyouDIE]

Alg took the glass, sipped, and made his 'not-bad' face. "Christ could you imagine if we could've done this when we were 15..." He shook his head, took another sip and put the glass down while his husband gave the next proposition.

"Would you like to float?" Alg chuckled, picking up a shaped and polished stone. A hair was plucked and wrapped around it. He attempted to channel again, as he had before, concentrating on the goal.

Like Jeremiah's the magic seemed to enter but not take. It just didn't happen.

Alg frowned, "I was thinking.. perhaps we should put all the hair into a bottle or something. Something we can focus on, solid, hold it, fill it. Considering we'll be collecting who knows how many peoples hair. The magic can still be infused into it by everyone.." It wasn't like the fingerprinted contract paper had truly been connected to the real thing, just created at the same time.

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[azuredreams]

"I suppose that makes sense, depending on what we're going to have as the shape for the new Charter. Or, at least, it could be alter to become part of it ..." Though for the moment he was intent on what he was doing.

A different item was picked up this time to try and while the magic seemed to take hold, Jeremiah's focus was elsewhere and nothing happened.

"Admittedly I did just think of someone trying to drink it." That would probably be catastrophic. "Probably should not be thinking about something horrid like that while casting ..."

[fail; 0/2 success]

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[iloveyouDIE]

Alg picked up a small bottle off the table. It wasn't overly large but had a filigree lid and seams. The hair that hadn't taken in the last go, was dropped inside and Alg lifted it to look at. It was worth a try..

Once closed he held it tight, thought about the goal and passing this power to his husband to use. Not anyone, just Jeremiah. Letting the magic flow, keeping his focus, he felt like the bottle filled.

When he lifted it again to look at, the hair was still alone in the bottle but seemed to float - bob - inside and never touch the sides. He laughed a little then offered it out to his husband to take.

"If that worked..." Jeremiah should only need to think about it..

[SUCCESS 1/2]

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[azuredreams]

Jeremiah just raised an eyebrow, taking the bottle from Algie and feeling the warmth of it in his hand. It was easy to grasp, just right there, and he knew that if he tugged gently ... He felt the warmth of Algie's magic - always warm to him - and blinked as he floated up off the ground a little bit.

He chuckled, holding the bottle back out for Algie to take. "I think I would rather keep my feet on the ground and not in the air ..." Not that he wasn't slowy dropping to the ground and pressing a kiss to Algie's forehead as he settled.

This time he picked up what looked like a small box, possibly for matches, and tucked the piece of hair away into it. With focus this time, with the lingering warmth of his mind of what Algie's magic had felt like, he channeled a bit of himself into it.

The box snapped shut and went faintly cool in his hand. "Think that's good to go." He held it out to Algie. "Try it out? Ask me something?"

[STAGE 2 COMPLETE]

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Alg took back the bottle and idly wondered how simple it would be to revoke consent on it. It was an idle thought, and something maybe he'd do as a further test of things. For the moment it was set down because the box was being handed to him.

It was chilly and while it didn't warm in his hand like Jeremiah would, he still felt his husband in it and the way the magic reacted to his touch.

Algie gave it a moment of thought, since he'd need to be given a lie in response to know if it worked, "How was Borr's last 'experimental pilsner' really?"

Alg smirked, distinctly remembering being very polite when he'd sampled it in front of the barkeep.

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