[ One day Fukami wakes up and does major magical workings, proceed to stare at wall and ask why this!!!
Octopus in her mind means... something that looks exactly like Fukami, since she's not encountered them in any other capacity, and doesn't even equate Kurosensei as octopus so much as tentacled creature. The way Fukami speaks has her thinking as she gathers metal implements, settling them back in another bin while carefully picking around glass shards. She uses a flat side of a plastic lid to push the shards along into the start of a pile. ]
You say witch as if it's a race where you come from. For me, it'd mean a specific style of magic use, one that wouldn't be so far off if she defends a wild place and its creatures. Familiars I'm less... sure about. Did Wadanohara bind you and the others to her? Placing part of her power in you?
[ That's what Corypheus did with his dragon, and the red lyrium and the rest; it made him virtually immortal as long as the blight infected remained about for him to re-manifest from within. It's not a very comforting sort of magic to her when she's seen more of its complicated bindings than she's seen its benefits for the sake of those bound. She rubs the back of her hand against her left cheek, rubbing at a mark that's no longer there. These few years, and she still isn't sure if that had been the right choice. When particularly angry with Solas or herself, it wasn't; at the same time, perhaps in not becoming overinvested in what she thought had been true in the face of what the world needed to strive toward made it a better choice than most.
Like not drinking from the Well of Sorrows, for all the knowledge and power it would have given her. ]
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Octopus in her mind means... something that looks exactly like Fukami, since she's not encountered them in any other capacity, and doesn't even equate Kurosensei as octopus so much as tentacled creature. The way Fukami speaks has her thinking as she gathers metal implements, settling them back in another bin while carefully picking around glass shards. She uses a flat side of a plastic lid to push the shards along into the start of a pile. ]
You say witch as if it's a race where you come from. For me, it'd mean a specific style of magic use, one that wouldn't be so far off if she defends a wild place and its creatures. Familiars I'm less... sure about. Did Wadanohara bind you and the others to her? Placing part of her power in you?
[ That's what Corypheus did with his dragon, and the red lyrium and the rest; it made him virtually immortal as long as the blight infected remained about for him to re-manifest from within. It's not a very comforting sort of magic to her when she's seen more of its complicated bindings than she's seen its benefits for the sake of those bound. She rubs the back of her hand against her left cheek, rubbing at a mark that's no longer there. These few years, and she still isn't sure if that had been the right choice. When particularly angry with Solas or herself, it wasn't; at the same time, perhaps in not becoming overinvested in what she thought had been true in the face of what the world needed to strive toward made it a better choice than most.
Like not drinking from the Well of Sorrows, for all the knowledge and power it would have given her. ]