who: Taako & various what: What it says on the tin! Assorted threads for April that don't fit anywhere else when: Aprilllll where: Your mom's bedroom warnings: drugs, booze, probably some slightly nsfw content notes: hmu if you want something
[With one hand on Clark's arm, Taako gestures with the other, casting the spell.
It... really probably won't feel any different. It just makes Clark's skin as hard as stone which is honestly weaker than he normally is. But Taako can tell that it worked.]
So far we're six for six, you wanna keep going to try 'em all?
[Since five spells working on him might be enough to show he's not immune to it.]
[As he tucks the wand back into a pocket, Taako drops the lingering spells, leaving Clark back exactly as he normally is.]
Sorry for finding your weakness. [It's not his fault, but it still must suck for Clark.] If you're, uh– I dunno if it makes a difference but any magic user you go up against isn't gonna have as easy a time casting shit as I did, since you weren't tryna avoid it.
[Clark is fast, and a lot of physical spells can be dodged.]
[Yeah, that makes sense, and Taako gives a little nod but decides not to comment much more on magic users trying to kill Clark.
Especially when he brings up Jon.]
I can hide one of you at a time, from divination spells, and I got a couple different shields, or spells that protect places. But wizards are kinda about the offensive magic, not protective. You'd want a bard or a cleric for that. [He shrugs, but it's lacking the real carelessness.] Sorry, bubbale.
[Taako's smile is apologetic; he wishes Merle was around, he'd be a bit more help on the protective front, but there's nothing he can really do about that.]
I could eat. If your cooking's as good as your baking I'm for sure not gonna turn that down.
[ Clark has broken and burnt too much by accident to be able to joke about that. He decides to cup his hands and blow into them while thinking of the cold.
Nothing happens.
He tries again. A wobbly T forms in his fingers. Clark adds an A, A, K, and a perfect O.
[He's so delighted, enough to actually applause before he's practically bouncing over to inspect the letters, giving them a little poke to check they are actually cold.]
That's some of the coolest shit I've ever seen! What the fuck!
[He has magic, sure, but this is just... Clark, no magic and no tricks, just cool stuff he can do.]
[He wonders how much damage that would do in a fight, but there's no real way to test it. Maybe if there was a healer around Taako would risk it, since he's got his ring to negate frost damage, but he's not particularly in the mood to be frozen.
It makes a little more sense now, why Clark thought that people would be scared of what he could do. Taako isn't, he doesn't think anyone who's actually met Clark could be scared of him, but he gets why Clark would worry.]
That's a hell of a lot more precise than any freezing magic I got. You should start a business selling sculptures.
[ He's glad he didn't find out this existed by accident, unlike his heat vision. Some of Clark's abilities can't be used in a neutral or helpful way. He's cauterised wounds and purified water. That's it besides starting a fire. ]
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[Taako puts his hand on Clark, casts the spell, and then when he continues talking, it's in Elvish.]
I mean, except when you kill someone with a spell, that's usually pretty permanent.
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I'm glad to know you can't turn me into a frog for long.
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Not yet.
[That's.... not a joke, although it's not an easy spell to pull off and he won't be capable of it for a while.]
Next one is pretty fucking useless for you, it's called stoneskin and it does exactly what it says on the tin. Ready?
[He reaches out again, hand hovering near Clark's shoulder, but he won't cast it until he's got the okay.]
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Ready.
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It... really probably won't feel any different. It just makes Clark's skin as hard as stone which is honestly weaker than he normally is. But Taako can tell that it worked.]
So far we're six for six, you wanna keep going to try 'em all?
[Since five spells working on him might be enough to show he's not immune to it.]
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Clark moves his arms and flexes his fingers. If he didn't feel so weird he might have asked someone to shoot at him to see if he was still as fast. ]
I think we're good. Thank you.
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Sorry for finding your weakness. [It's not his fault, but it still must suck for Clark.] If you're, uh– I dunno if it makes a difference but any magic user you go up against isn't gonna have as easy a time casting shit as I did, since you weren't tryna avoid it.
[Clark is fast, and a lot of physical spells can be dodged.]
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It's all right. I'd rather find out with you now than in a fight with someone trying to kill me with magic.
[ He's been doing some reading since he first learnt about the existence of magic and not all of it works the same way. ]
Can you cast something that protects me or Jon?
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Especially when he brings up Jon.]
I can hide one of you at a time, from divination spells, and I got a couple different shields, or spells that protect places. But wizards are kinda about the offensive magic, not protective. You'd want a bard or a cleric for that. [He shrugs, but it's lacking the real carelessness.] Sorry, bubbale.
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[ He can go to the library and do some research. ]
Are you hungry? I can make us something to eat or fly us back to the city. Dinner's on me.
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I could eat. If your cooking's as good as your baking I'm for sure not gonna turn that down.
[He gave a compliment! Good job, Taako.]
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[ Congratulations! In return, Taako will be the first person in Riverview to see Clark's heat vision in action. He uses it to start the campfire. ]
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What the shit!
[He's laughing, somewhere between delighted and caught completely off guard.]
Why the fuck are you worried about magic when you can do that!
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Clark beams at Taako. ]
You're a little too excited about me roasting someone with my eyes.
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[Most people aren't as casual about people dying.]
What else are you hiding?
[Not that he can't understand wanting to keep something like laser eyes out of public knowledge, but colour him incredibly curious.]
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Clark doesn't mind. Taako isn't being weird about this. ]
Well, I have something called ice breath. I've never tried it.
[ He found out about it last week. ]
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[He's assuming that's what ice breath does. It sounds wild.]
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[ Is there something he can freeze? This spatula might do. ]
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What's the worst that could happen?
[There's no downside to ice breath, surely.]
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Nothing happens.
He tries again. A wobbly T forms in his fingers. Clark adds an A, A, K, and a perfect O.
He shows it to Taako. ]
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That's some of the coolest shit I've ever seen! What the fuck!
[He has magic, sure, but this is just... Clark, no magic and no tricks, just cool stuff he can do.]
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[ He can't take this joy in his abilities.
Actually, he should tell Ellie. She'd think this was amazing. ]
I think I can work my way up to statues if I practice.
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It makes a little more sense now, why Clark thought that people would be scared of what he could do. Taako isn't, he doesn't think anyone who's actually met Clark could be scared of him, but he gets why Clark would worry.]
That's a hell of a lot more precise than any freezing magic I got. You should start a business selling sculptures.
[He's just teasing.]
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I'll think about it.
[ an ice bridge over the river might be nice. ]
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[He's entirely serious; ice is expensive.]
So you got fire, you got ice, any secret lightning powers?
[That's kind of the trifecta in Taako's experience, at least in terms of damaging spells.]
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