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animus_network2014-02-02 05:52 pm
fionnuisce) wrote in animus_network2014-02-02 05:52 pm
☿ // 008; [text]
There is a concept in my world known as 'Second Magic'. The details of it are not common knowledge, nor is it widely used or explored at all by more than one individual. What is known is its definition in the broadest sense: 'the operation of parallel worlds'.
In short, parallel worlds where I come from are confirmed fact. And while I am not a scholar of Second Magic itself, now I find myself seriously considering the subject. Personally, I don't believe things are predetermined...and yet now I find myself wondering. Even if we restore everything to the way it was, what is the probability any of us live in a timeline that will end well? Mathematically, the odds are astronomical.
I don't know what I hoped to accomplish by communicating this. Maybe I'm so fucking tired I'm just going to ramble incoherently about magical theory until I officially go insane. Of course, maybe I already have gone insane. I might not be able to tell anymore.
On the slim chance anyone decides to come looking for me, I'll be in the laboratory. Exhaustion or not, I have work that needs to be done.
In short, parallel worlds where I come from are confirmed fact. And while I am not a scholar of Second Magic itself, now I find myself seriously considering the subject. Personally, I don't believe things are predetermined...and yet now I find myself wondering. Even if we restore everything to the way it was, what is the probability any of us live in a timeline that will end well? Mathematically, the odds are astronomical.
I don't know what I hoped to accomplish by communicating this. Maybe I'm so fucking tired I'm just going to ramble incoherently about magical theory until I officially go insane. Of course, maybe I already have gone insane. I might not be able to tell anymore.
On the slim chance anyone decides to come looking for me, I'll be in the laboratory. Exhaustion or not, I have work that needs to be done.
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...or not. Oops...looks like that kiss is going to have to be given with interest because Diarmuid just blinked out of existence and back to the void.
Stupid E-Ranked luck.]
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Oh, god fucking damn it.
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I swear to whatever gods that are listening...
[Then he stops himself and just decides to finish what he started, leaning forward to kiss Waver.]
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[He was annoyed, but there wasn't much complaining would accomplish. It was better to just brush it off, so Waver simply put his arms around Diarmuid's shoulders and accepted what he'd (apparently) fairly won.]
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Can we not make a habit of this? Vanishing at moments like that, I mean. I completely approve of making a habit of kissing...
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[Frowning, he ran a hand through Diarmuid's hair.]
Still, I have some thin shred of hope this is merely temporary.
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[Diarmuid tries to sound optimistic, but his voice just comes off as being tired instead because the exhaustion that is lingering after giving his energy to the Tower and being depowered from switching out his collar fluid.]
It has to be...
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[Waver didn't sound entirely convinced, but he wasn't overly worried just yet.]
We went into this together. Whatever happens, it happens to both of us.
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I know. I'm sorry. I'm just very tired suddenly. I am afraid I will have to call our spar to an end for now.
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[Diarmuid laughs softly.]
How often do you have a chance to fight me without my powers?
Shall we go back to your room now? Do you think you will be able to sleep some?
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I wouldn't go away even if you did. I'm being selfish today, remember?
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[He laughs softly.]
Come on, lets get some rest.