(closed) a northern star

[scholiast]

who: luce & ye
what: catch-all
when: late may/early june
where: every which way
warnings: n/a will update if necessary!

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[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki is resplendent in his armor. Trimmed in green and gold, even wearing his trademark horns. He holds no weapon but that's never a sign of him lacking one. He dusts his shoulders briefly with a smile. ]

We are a package deal.

[spellslots]

[Taako, meanwhile, is rocking a very chill spring look, up to and including the banana lounge that he's setting himself up on, a frozen margarita in hand. He's on island time, baby.]

I'm the referee, obviously, someone's gotta make sure you assholes don't cheat.

[scholiast]

I should be saying that, (she mutters defensively, feeling distinctly out of place in her sensible short sleeved button up and slacks.)

You know, (she adds, raising her voice,) this isn't a thing, it's just for fun. There's no need to dress up, or to cheat.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki blinks, surprised and a little stung. Some do battle, others do tricks. Instead he adjusts his vambrace to disguise his reaction. ]

Magic should not be treated lightly.

[spellslots]

[Taako, sipping his drink:] Remember when you teleported without me just cause you thought it'd be funny to leave me stuck in the forest?

[If that's not treating magic lightly what is, tbh.]

[scholiast]

(Lucretia, glancing at her hands:) Remember when you used magic to make my nail polish swirl in different colours?

(what is the truth?)

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki groused, a pout forming. ]

That was different.

[spellslots]

[He knows he turned up to cheer on Loki but that doesn't mean he can't team up with Lucretia for some mild dunking first.]

What, just cause you decided it was?

[Loki is obviously the boss of magic.]

[scholiast]

(She gives Taako a little sidelong look, mouth twitching.

that's one of those 'get him' looks)

You know, not everybody has the same parameters when it comes to the practice of magic.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki sniffs. ]

That's not my fault. I still don't understand what a spell slot is and why they're necessary.

[spellslots]

[Oh he'll get him.]

Not all of us are gods, ya know? We gotta save our energy for the important shit.

[scholiast]

Well, (Lucretia says, amending her target very swiftly,) not all of us are level twenty either, so. It's understandable that you feel that way.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki covers his mouth to briefly hide his smile. ]

Of course. Any rules we should establish beforehand?

[spellslots]

[There's a too sharp response on the tip of his tongue (it's not his fault he lost a decade of time to practice), but Loki's question cuts him off, which is probably for the best.]

You know, I'd say 'no murder' but I dunno if that's a worry for you too.

[Not like with Thor.]

[scholiast]

I think we're sensible enough to avoid murder.

Even so, perhaps we should establish a safe word? (she's being a shit)

[dothelokimotion]

Hmm.

I don't use those very often . . .

[ Loki plz. ]

[spellslots]

[Taako, internally: I wish you would.]

Lucretia's safe word is my name.

[Dunks on himself because he can.]

[scholiast]

(why is she here again)

Fine. The safe word is 'Taako'.

Outside of that I think that we're probably good. All I ask if you intentionally try to break my shields.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki chuckles. ]

As you wish.

[ With that, flickers of green light gather around his fingers as he readies for the first blow. ]

i forgot it was my turn...

[scholiast]

(Neat.

She's going to start off with the ol' favourite: shield of faith. It's a low-level spell, but one that Lucretia has slowly moulded over time into something unique, more benefiting her needs. It expands around her like a bubble, translucent except for the odd, pearlescent shimmer.

What kind of magic is Loki using anyway? Has she ever asked?)

Ready.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Smagic. Or whatever the Asgardian equivalent is. Despite his attire, Loki doesn't go fancy for his first blow. The magic rolls off the barrier like a wave, nothing too powerful. Loki himself doesn't seem to do any gestures or say any words. All that is noticeable is the slight glow around his fingers. Either way, it doesn't do much on the shield except add a little pressure. ]

[scholiast]

(oh yes of course smagic

Loki's starting out slow, obviously, matching her pace. Whatever his magic is it's undeniably powerful, she'll give him that. She can feel the energy ripple across her shield and then hold there, like trying to force its way in. Lucretia frowns, and seals everything over anew in reply, casting from a higher level to make the shield stronger.

Honestly it's strange that he doesn't make any obvious movements or say any words. She's too used to elves who yell their spells.)

Anything else?

[dothelokimotion]

Give it time.

[ Loki seems unfazed. He usually has a basic shield on him at all times (mostly for projectile weapons), so he was mostly feeling it out. He works better with mind games and illusions rather than raw power, even if he is capable. Slowly, he starts building up the pressure. There's an imperceptible hum as the magic slams itself against the shield.]

[scholiast]

(Oh, she sees what he means.

The pressure increases in increments, but quickly enough that Lucretia can feel the shield going. The moment it starts to bow she steps neatly back from within it, and watches Loki's magic collapse it into nothing. She stares at the spot where it was, then pulls out her notebook and starts to write.)

One moment–

[dothelokimotion]

[ He blinks, but patiently waits. ]

I use magic the way the universe uses any force. And I can match it to another's.