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[ Meike looked at them, confused, unable to really parse what the short-haired woman meant. ] Uhm, is that what you and your people call Mana? If so, it must not be as complicated as I assumed, and you just have the ability through genetics or... somethin'.
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— Mᴇɪᴋᴇ Sᴛᴏ̈ʀᴛᴇʙᴇᴋᴇʀ 。
... 'the truth'? [that's a first. is this something to do with her Lightning? or is this some new superstition?] all i did was use some Photons to make a shape and some Lightning to give it material.
— 𝗖𝗨𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧 & 𝗠𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗗. |🏳️⚧️|
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[Quick to disperse; it was like they never existed in the first place, a false object. She was not a mage or anything like that, but the arcana was interesting to her.]
It's a rare skill. Only those who have grasped "The Truth" have the ability to make something from nothing, I've heard.
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— Mᴇɪᴋᴇ Sᴛᴏ̈ʀᴛᴇʙᴇᴋᴇʀ 。
[once the drink was disposed, the same scarlet volts zip over the plugs & reduce them into baser forms, dissolving into scattering dust and gases. she raises a brow; didn't take this stranger for the curious type.]
... on a technicality, yeah. explaining the 'how' is gonna take a long time, though.
— 𝗖𝗨𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧 & 𝗠𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗗. |🏳️⚧️|
[Her eyes widened.]
[One last sip to finish the drink, throwing it into a public rubbish bin nearby. She got up close to Alastor; snapping her fingers, she produced a small spark of electricity.]
Was that . . . transmutation? How did you do that? Or do you have a pocket inventory?
— Mᴇɪᴋᴇ Sᴛᴏ̈ʀᴛᴇʙᴇᴋᴇʀ 。
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[using her lightning veeery subtly to produce earplugs. she'll just deafen it if they're gonna be like that.
— 𝗖𝗨𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧 & 𝗠𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗗. |🏳️⚧️|
Uhm, what? [sips.]
There's like a few more ounces in it. You can't waste money like that.
— Mᴇɪᴋᴇ Sᴛᴏ̈ʀᴛᴇʙᴇᴋᴇʀ 。
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it's empty. [her tone is deeply unpleased, hands rubbing her ears.]
— 𝗖𝗨𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧 & 𝗠𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗗. |🏳️⚧️|
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. . . Don't even know what this could be about. She'll just continue to enjoy her drink.
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— Mᴇɪᴋᴇ Sᴛᴏ̈ʀᴛᴇʙᴇᴋᴇʀ 。
[nerves are firing backwards. keep your cool, alastor.]
