Locked to Apprentices Only

[dream_is_a_wish]

[The video feed comes on, and Figment is fluttering in one of the apartments. He sets the mirror down and peers into it before nodding, certain that it's on.]

I...I'm sorry about what's happened! It's, no one's fault. But these witches they're old magic; some of the oldest kind! But I know we can beat them and save the Kingdoms.


But we have to work together.

[He plop down on the desk that the mirror is propped up on.]

I know that some new people just got here. And, I...We need people to train them! And everyone. Progress City was more about science, but I know there's gotta be books in the library about these ladies and The Dreamfinder always said, knowing is how you get better.

But we can't train in the castle...it's way too dangerous, so we have to go to safe places in Main Street. The Blacksmith for Warriors, Heroes and Machine classes. The Opera house is totally empty, so fairies and monsters, can...you guys go there?

[He taps his chin in thought.]

Mystics...oh! Mystics, you guys can go to the Magic Shop!

That leaves the Princesses...Miss Eleanor, do you think the basement of the Emporium would be open?

[He sits up.]

The Sanderson Sisters are too strong right now. They've, already hurt a lot of people and a lot of you guys but we can't give up. We can beat them and save Main Street!

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Also locked to apprentices and Figment - threadjacking welcome

[strangeandunusual]

If Eleanor can't open up the basement, I ... have a place we can go. I was going to open my Gallery. And even if she can, it could be a safe space for people who need to evacuate their homes. There's some furniture, and it's big enough for at least a dozen people to sleep in. It just doesn't look that big on the outside, so it'd be a good hiding place.

[a deep breath. she may still not know why this is her class, but she's owning it anyway. and with Mal being so burnt out...] And I'm totally willing to help the Princesses train. I - we've got to make this right.

[az_shrimp_horny]

You've got it, Lyds. I'm definitely opening up the Emporium. No reason not to use it, right?

[strangeandunusual]

I knew you were awesome. And ... since you're a fairy, maybe you can curse some stuff so we can practice reversing magic. It's not as good as fighting actual Corroded, but ...

[she digs deep for inspiration, into her own nightmares, things she used to dream of as a child]

What about toys, or mannequins? It would give other Fairies and Mystics something to practice using as weapons, and the Royalty something to practice purifying and defending against.

[az_shrimp_horny]

Hey, thanks. Remind me to high-five you next time I see you.

[She thinks about it.]

I... haven't tried cursing objects yet. But I'd be willing to give it a shot. Why the hell not, right?

[strangeandunusual]

Not a problem. [she grins]

Exactly! The whole point of all of this is that we use our imaginations, right?

[az_shrimp_horny]

Yeah I guess you're right. I didn't think I had much of an imagination til I got here, honestly. The only creative things I ever really did involved lying.

[strangeandunusual]

That takes imagination. You're still making people believe, even if it's about things that didn't happen instead of things that could be. And you can use that on the Corroded! If you lie to them and make them think you or someone else is .... say, five feet away ...

[she raises her eyebrows]

Stage magic is misdirection, and that's just a fancy word for lying.

[az_shrimp_horny]

Hey, that's a good idea for a charm! I hadn't thought of that! Of course the only time I had a charm work was when I put some huge monster to sleep so he wouldn't eat me and Aziraphale...

[strangeandunusual]

Thanks! I can't do charms, but I can think of them. I'll share when I do, how's that?

[az_shrimp_horny]

Deal. Hey, maybe we should team up sometime. See what we can do.

[strangeandunusual]

Sounds like fun. [she smiled] But first, let's show these witches why they picked the wrong Kingdom.

[az_shrimp_horny]

[She smirked right back.]

Damn straight.