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{{Template:Damask|"Well, from my understanding, half-bloods have magic powers depending on who their divine parent is, right? So if you've had so many years of practice, do you think you could teach me the basics of how to use my powers?"}} |
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Nayra Capac ~ Hecate Counsellor | ||||||||
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“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.” |
She sits opposite Damask at the Campfire, staring at him through the flames. She doesn't recognise him, so presumes he's new, or she hasn't been paying enough attention to the arrivals of Camp. She dressed in an emerald cloak, the hood up and shadowing her face. Beneath the cloak she's wearing black skinny jeans and lace-up high heel boots, paired with a long, thin, maroon button up shirt. Her right hand rests atop a wood and bronze cane, tapping it softly against the dirt. | |||||||
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Owned by: Bird ~ Posted on: 08:38, March 9, 2014 (UTC) |
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“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.” |
Feeling bored after watching Damask for a while, she messes with the fire, her eyes glowing orange, filled with magic. The fire begins to take the shape of Nayra, and the firey form moves towards Damask, its hand extended. | |||||||
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Owned by: Bird ~ Posted on: 09:01, March 9, 2014 (UTC) |
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“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.” |
Nayra opens her mouth to speak, but her voice comes out of the fiery figure. The voice is crackly and hot, and speaks with more "fire" than a human would be capable of. The figure moves out of the fire pit as it speaks, sashaying towards Damask. "This is magic, isn't it pretty?" | |||||||
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Owned by: Bird ~ Posted on: 09:13, March 9, 2014 (UTC) |
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Nayra Capac ~ Hecate Counsellor | ||||||||
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“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.” |
She snaps her fingers, and the form dissipates in a wisp of smoke. Back in her body on the other side of the fire, Nayra's eyes return to their normal deep brown. "There's nothing to it if you're born with it." She shrugs, removing her hood from her face. | |||||||
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Owned by: Bird ~ Posted on: 10:04, March 9, 2014 (UTC) |
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“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.” |
"No." She replies plainly, thinking this boy is more unaware of the principals of magic then another boy she met recently. "I've had nine hundred years of practice, what do you expect me to teach you?" She raises an eyebrow, thinking he'll ask her to teach a card trick or something dumb like that. | |||||||
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Owned by: Bird ~ Posted on: 10:36, March 9, 2014 (UTC) |
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Nayra Capac ~ Hecate Counsellor | ||||||||
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“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.” |
She rests her head in her hand, breathing out heavily. She then snaps her head up and looks sternly at Damask. "Who is your godparent?" She asks inquisitively, then holds her hand up in a stop motion, not wanting Damask to answer so she can challenge herself. She moves over to Damask, looking deep into his eyes. "Hmmmm..." she mutters. | |||||||
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Owned by: Bird ~ Posted on: 08:55, March 16, 2014 (UTC) |