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[dancingmd]

who: Beverly Crusher and you
what: Quantum Tentacle Shenanigans
when: February 13, afternoon
where: Down by the river
warnings: none; will add if needed



If you happen to be taking a nice stroll by the river on Tuesday afternoon, you will be treated to the rather unusual (for most people anyway) sight of a woman flying. Said woman does not look very happy about this state of affairs: jaw clenched tight, she resolutely avoids looking down. Her arms and legs move almost like she's treading water, as she doesn't exactly know what the correct motions are for flying. Experimentally, she gives her arms a flap, but that only sends her higher into the air.

Okay, so not that. She closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and tries to force her body down in an awkward sort of dive. All she succeeds in doing is somersaulting in mid-air with a rather undignified yelp. Panic is threatening to set in and she calls for help from anyone who is walking by, at least until a certain magical girlfriend can come to her rescue.

ooc: if anyone is interested in other skill/power/mental swaps with Bev, don't be afraid to hit me up, PM or on plurk at curiouslyenough!

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[dancingmd]

If I was good at it, I wouldn't need you to get me down!

[scholiast]

Semantics.

I'll teach you how to go down once we're closer to the ground.

[dancingmd]

So you know this magic then?

[Hmm...... Suspcious!]

[scholiast]

I think so? It doesn't seem too different to the spell I'm using right now.

(wait why are you looking at her like that)

[dancingmd]

(Because it's your fault!!!

But no, in all seriousness, she's simply trying to put together some pieces.)

How did you cast it? I couldn't hear or see what you were doing very well earlier...

[scholiast]

The magic is somatic, it only requires a specific gesture to cast.

(She won't demonstrate right now, because they're still at a decent height and letting go of one of Beverly's hands may worry her.)

You think it's the exact same spell?

[dancingmd]

Maybe. Maybe I made the gesture accidentally. That's certainly more likely than that I accidentally said a spell, at any rate.

(She is very expressive with her hands, after all.)

[scholiast]

(Maybe she's picking up on things from Lucretia!)

Perhaps. (She smiles, and tugs Beverly a little closer to her. They're nearing the tops of trees, now. A much more respectable distance.)

How're you doing?

[dancingmd]

I'm okay. Now that I know I can get down, at least.

[scholiast]

Good.

(Is it maybe bad that she's now thinking about kissing her in mid air, of what that would be like? She's never used her magic like that before.

Lucretia gives her head a little shake; focus.)

Do you think you'd know how to use any other magic? Maybe we should get you to try other spells of mine. Fly is a third level spell, after all. (Knowing how to do that out of the blue isn't nothing.)

[dancingmd]

(Maybe when she's more comfortable with this whole magic thing she'll be willing to try that out! But for now, she's focused on dealing with the problem at hand.)

I... don't know. I don't feel any different? Does magic feel like anything?

[scholiast]

(Yes, she's being very sensible. Lucretia's just excited by all the possibility here.)

Sometimes? I suppose when I need to use it I can feel it, but I don't feel it all the time. Sometimes it feels like I have electricity in my palms right before I cast. It's a good feeling though.

[dancingmd]

So I guess we won't know until we try it?

[scholiast]

Yes! I'll take you through some basics, see what we can find.

(For now though, they're almost to the ground, and Lucretia brings the both of them to a gentle halt. She lets go of Beverly's hands, and leaves her there as she completes her descent.)

Okay. It's– just think about the space you occupy, right now, and then shift that space downward.

[dancingmd]

Okay.

(She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath before she begins. This all seems so... imprecise. She'd actually feel a lot more comfortable if there was some sort of incantation, something to memorize and use every time like an equation. But she'll do what she can, imagining the ground below her moving closer, the space between shrinking. To help in this visualization, she moves her hands down, like she's pushing the air away.]

[scholiast]

(To be fair, Lucretia simply hasn't given her a very precise desciption but uh, that's magic for ya. Hard to explain. In her case, the movements are pure muscle memory; she's been casting for decades.)

That's– good job, Beverly. Keep going. (Apparently visualisation helps her. It's interesting to watch her puzzle her way through this, that's for sure.)

Nearly there.

[dancingmd]

[It takes longer than she'd like, but eventually, she feels her feet hit solid ground and as soon as she does, she opens her eyes again.]

It worked!

[Relief spilling over, she throws her arms around Lucretia's neck.]

Thank you, thank you! I never want to have to do that again!

[scholiast]

(She hugs Beverly loosely back, amused.)

You're welcome. I'm sorry you got stuck up there in the first place. Were you up there for quite a while?

[dancingmd]

Maybe ten minutes. Felt longer though.

[scholiast]

Yeah, that's fair.

(She leans back, reaches up to cup Beverly's face gently in her hands and give her a light, chaste kiss.) You know, I kind of like saving you.

[dancingmd]

Good thing, since you've had plenty of opportunity for it lately!

[scholiast]

Seriously. You should try to be a little more careful.

[dancingmd]

And deny you the chance to be my knight in shining armor? Never!

[scholiast]

(She smooches Beverly's cheek, pleased.)

You're such a considerate girlfriend.

[dancingmd]

I try.

[She flexes her hands experimentally.]

I don't understand how this happened.