aterat | [Log] Same Shit, Different World

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[Log] Same Shit, Different World

Who: Nida, OTA
What: Explorations and Seeking Magic Out
Where: Around the city
When: July
Warnings: None planned, will update as needed

There's a lot to be said about how weird it was to be in a place like this and still be able to feel. Feel in a way he had lost so long ago, the world feeling warm and distant somewhere in himself that didn't... didn't fully make sense. Which of course only led to him wandering, his head spinning with a sense he had forgotten. With the curl of a voice caressing his mind, cradling him with warmth and promise, the touch of a seaside breeze caressing him with all the comfort he could offer.

Magic. He can taste it in the air, and as he wanders the city, Nida will sometimes stop, abruptly, to look at people near him, or some bauble on display. Sometimes his head snaps up quickly, and he moves quickly down an alley or behind a building, only to be visible walking the top of the structure moments later. All of it with an aura of someone watching. Seeking.

"Hyne," he curses as he moves through the Historium, trying to find just what was setting his senses off there.

Or he's there on the top of the Red housing building, his eyes flirting over the city as he draws a map of the place from the high vantage, mumbling under his breath in another language.

There's even a moment when he nearly trips over someone in the market, dancing quickly aside at the last moment because his eyes had been caught up toward the path leading down toward the Curio shop.

In the end, though, he settles down near the fountain, sitting in a meditative position, eyes closed. Until, though, someone started to get close. Then his eyes flashed open, a brief flash of bronze light in his eyes before it settled back down, leaving attentive dark eyes gazing at whoever has approached.

"You feel like magic."

[OOC: Nida is capable of sensing magic, and because of his own abilities, drawing magic from the people around him. That means everyone not-native to the Aterat pings on his senses some because of a natural spell welling up from them in his senses. He can draw a small amount of that power from them, but only with permission which he will seek in-character permission every time. Feel free to message me here or on

churbooseanon to discuss.]

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Yuna was familiarizing herself with the strange city when she spotted someone sitting near the fountain. At first he looked a bit like Chappu but she knew that it couldn't be. Upon closer inspection, she found that his hard was the wrong color and his eyes... were staring right at her. She hesitated for a fraction of a second, uncertain at what the direct remark could mean. Magic was dying in Spira but she was a summoner --an ex summoner now that all the Aeon's were gone-- magic was in her blood.

"I do?" Her voice was curious but light in its question. "Are you looking for magic? I am sure there is some all over. Maybe-" Her finger brushed thoughtfully against her lower lip. "-the speaking crystals."

It was a strange world; both similar and different to Spira. It held its own sort of magic but from what Yuna could conclude, there might not be access to the farplane from here. Which meant that the souls of the dead were trapped and could lash out at those who lived here. There were also other oddities that didn't completely feel magical but didn't seem like they were mechanical either. In fact, she'd noticed a lack of machina in the city.

Something about her reminds him of... Of Rinoa. Not that he was close to the new Sorceress at any point, but Nida had seen the woman around Garden and the self-possession was something he recognized in her. Made him intrigued. Almost as much as the feeling of magic around the woman.

"I'm not looking for magic. It doesn't mean I can't find it," Nida shrugs as he considers the woman. "But the air around you almost... sings."

Yuna smiled back at him. "Really?" She hadn't ever heard her magic described like that. It was nice; it was as if it was another verse of a song. There was power in music. A power that she'd only begun to explore because of Lennen.

Her fingers laced behind her back as she continued. "I was a summoner before the calm and use the sphere-grid now. It's all magic." Yuna paused thoughtfully and fully considered this strange boy.

"What are you looking for?"

Power in music? Perhaps. That wasn't true where he was from, except with Siren. And even now her power reached up for him, singing. Only to die down again. But what she says doesn't make sense. Sphere-grid? No, that doesn't sound familiar. But the term summoner makes him frown.

"I'm not LOOKING for anything. But what do you mean 'summoner'?"

"Oh."

Yuna's head tilted to the side, her fingers lacing behind her back as she slipped into her thoughts. "A summoner is a practitioner of Yevon. They travel from temple to temple to pray to powerful entities known as Aeon's. They were spirits. When the will of an Aeon and a summoner aligned, the Aeon's would grant the summoner with the power to call them." She didn't mention Yevon because a person's faith didn't matter. The Aeon's responded to those who they found worthy of their power. Yevon had nothing to do with it.

"Do you have summoners in your world?"

Yevon. The name means nothing to him. Nor do temples. But Aeons... Nida taps a finger against his lips as he listens to the idea of the Aeon. Because that sounds, in some ways, like a Guardian Force. A lot like a Guardian Force. What if... what if this woman was just a part of the past of his planet? From the time when Hyne was still sleeping, when they called the Magician God something else?

It didn't seem impossible.

"Not in the way you describe it. But those of us who commune with and welcome the power of Guardian Forces into us can summon them. Does a spirit of wind and sea called Siren mean anything to you?"

"No but it's possible that we aren't from the same world because..." Her fingers danced across her lower lip as her mouth dipped into a frown. "The Aeon's are gone now. I used the magic of the Sending to allow them to rest. They've been awake for so long, trapped and I do miss them but I'm happy too. They're able to rest now."

It was easy to forget that the spirits of the summons were alive and never ending.

"I can't summon here but my summoner's arts are still with me."

Sending? That's... not a concept he's familiar with. But he is intrigued.

"I carry the spirit Siren within me, and she can be summoned."

But he wonders if that will make her sad. That he has what she doesn't.

"Is that so? Is she always with you?" It seemed odd. Even if the summon's hadn't been sent to the farplane, Yuna wouldn't have been able to summon them while she was in a different world. They were tied to Spira. It was interesting but also a little sad.

How long had this spirit been living within him? Was she lonely?

Yuna felt bad for Siren and hoped that one day the lost spirit would be able to find a place to rest.

"She is. To survive she needs some form of power to feed off of, and I'm the power," he shrugs. So yes, Siren won't be going anywhere for a while.

"We protect each other."

Yuna smiled. "I'm glad. It's good to have friends at her side." At least, that was how she interpreted the situation.

"I hope she remains safe and happy." She hoped that Siren was about to rest one day and not be cursed to live for over a thousand years. "Which means you better stay safe too. She's depending on you."

Most people don't really care about GFs like that, and Nida smiles warmly at her.

"We depend on each other. She gives me magic. I give her life."

"So, you could say that you're friends?" She asked curiously.

Yuna knew that not everyone thought of Aeon's or summons as friends but Yuna had the unique ability to speak to the spirits around her and it made her feel connected to such beings. It didn't matter that they might be from another world.

"Why wouldn't she be my friend? She's my partner, she's my companion. We're connected."

Sure, there were people that used GFs for other purposes, but Nida... always felt connected to Siren. Perhaps it was just because of the fact that they shared elemental affinities.

"Good." Yuna grinned and stood up confidently, her hands clapping together as she spoke. "I just wanted to hear you say it. You seemed to reserved. I didn't know if something was wrong."

"I didn't introduce myself. My name is Yuna. It's nice to meet you."

Of course he's reserved. She's a stranger, they're talking about things he doesn't share with everyone, and she seems... odd about Siren. And summoning.

"Nida Nomura. The pleasure is mine," he assures her, offering a low bow.

"It's nice to meet you Nida. I guess we're both stuck here, huh?" She lightly tapped her chin before nodding her head. "Well, I don't know what's going to happen but if you and Siren ever need help, you can call on me. I don't have the Aeon's anymore but I have other magic that helps me."

Her confidence and smile never waver.

"And if you can't find me... well, you can contact your friendly neighborhood Gullwings!" It would eventually be a fully formed group.

"I've never found a way to willingly leave these places so yes, stuck seems accurate."

But the offer of assistance earns a brief nod from him. Not that he'd call on her. He didn't like others fighting his battles for him.

"I think so but we can make the best of it. Maybe if we help here, we'll be able to return home again." Yuna's hope was an amazing thing and despite her past, she was still eager to help people in need.

"Is there anything I can help you with now Nida? You seemed deep in thought when I had first approached and I don't know, maybe I can help."

"Not unless you have magic you can share," Nida decides after a long moment. He isn't even touching the idea of going home again. He's pretty sure he can't.

Yuna shook her head. "My magic is from my world. I don't think I can teach it to someone else." Unless he wanted to use his soul to fuel healing spells. "I could try."

"Perhaps not. But in my world? Magic can, to some degree, be drawn from others. People are natural wellsprings of power, and people with the right training can tap into that."

And isn't more magic a good thing?

"It is similar in Spira except that many need to be born with the talent to access the magic around and inside of us. Some are never able too." It helps that no one in Spira has a physical form and everyone was made up of magic to some degree.

"Do you think that would be similar?"

Born with a talent. Nida shudders at the thought. He'd rather not consider those individuals born with a talent for magic.

"I'm not certain. I met a man here from a very different world to mine, and from him I was able to draw forth water spells. Not many, but some."

So it was useful. But this place was so different that he wasn't always certain what he did and didn't need. What he would and wouldn't find.

"Well. I can try and teach you how to heal. At least a simple cure spell. It's the easiest to learn." She placed her palms over her chest and smiled. "You just need to find the warmth within yourself and feel it moving out to your palms. That desire to give all of yourself to heal someone."

Magic in Yuna's world stemmed from Faith, not in Yevon but in the magic of the planet and of each individual.

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