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Post by Soprano on Mar 19, 2011 14:39:05 GMT -6
With a couple books in hand, Dago went sniffing around for Hans. He was a bit grumpy because he realized that if Marian was that pissed at him, all the ground he recovered was now completely lost, and then some. He figured he should poke around for a room to sleep in for a few days. He was in the doghouse, which was another precise reason he didn’t stay in monogamous relationships for very long. He mentally kicked himself for thinking that while following his nose to the room Hans picked. It wasn’t Marian’s fault he was a dumbass.
He found his way to Hans’ room pretty easily and gingerly knocked on the door. Dago standing in front of someone’s door with a stack of books and the intent of teaching wasn’t very common, but he’d have to get used to it. He couldn’t exactly come here for another reason, as much as he’d like to.
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Post by lillium on Mar 19, 2011 14:51:57 GMT -6
Hans answered the door, wondering why someone was knocking. Had news spread so fast that there was a new person here and they all wanted to greet him? He highly doubted that, who cared if there was a new mage? He wasn't aware of all the drama he'd caused between Dago and Marian. Maybe the boss guy wanted to talk to him or something? He seemed pretty happy about Hans arriving, and being an. . Aggressive mage? Hans snorted. Well, then.
Hans opened the door to find Dago there with a stack of books. Oh. He wouldn't have minded seeing Dago there- Wanting to come into someone's room could only mean one thing- But the books were a little scary. Did he have to read all of those? That didn't sound very fun at all, and Hans highly doubted that they were all translations of the Karma Sutra or something similar.
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Post by Soprano on Mar 19, 2011 14:59:24 GMT -6
“Hey,” said Dago, “Can I come in?”
The books weren’t for Hans; this wasn’t his punishment or his mistake. The books were for Dago and for a visual aid. He wasn’t thinking about anything other than cleaning up this mistake and how Hans must now have the worst wrong idea about him. It wasn’t on sex for once; though even that was getting the wrong idea about the norm.
“I’m hopefully going to teach you how to prevent you from turning everything into ice cubes,” he said, “It’s my fault you’re like that, after all.”
He sounded more than a bit remorseful about that subject. He’d gotten Marian pissed off at him and Hans nearly killed because of it. He felt like shit for both things. So much so that he hadn’t used glamour or hypnotism at all on Hans again; not after the first time accidentally.
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Post by lillium on Mar 19, 2011 15:12:44 GMT -6
"Sure," Hans said, moving aside so that Dago could come in. When Dago began talking, he remembered that he was irritated with the other man. Oh, right. He'd lied to him and left him to fill his entire apartment with ice. Well, the idea of sleeping with Dago flew right out the window.
"Alright," Hans said, sitting down on a chair. He examined the leather bracer that was keeping him from turning everything into ice. Well, he was glad Dago had found it for him, even if Dago had caused him to end up like this. Even if Dago hadn't taken him with him to the Library, he could have at least tried to find Hans again and help him. . After all, he did know where Hans lived, he had helped him back to his apartment after Hans had passed out that night, right?
Yeah, he had. Hans had thought it was a little weird, though, when he looked at the injury- Two small bite marks, like a spider. He didn't have the scars anymore, but it was all so weird.
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Post by Soprano on Mar 19, 2011 15:22:56 GMT -6
Dago entered Hans’ room and set the books down on the floor. He grabbed one off the top and sat down on the edge of Hans’ bed. He saw him inspecting the bracer he’d been given.
“Don’t take that off,” he said, “Even if you’re asleep; it’ll prevent you from doing any magic, so you can take it off while we’re practicing. It belongs to another mage, so you’ll have to give it back eventually.”
It was a product of his late abuela, so it was something vaguely familiar to him. He wondered if anyone else would develop that ability, to make magical things like she had. Oh well, on to more pressing things.
“I’m not a mage… like you,” he quickly added, “But I’m going to see what I can do. There are two types of mages, passive and aggressive. You’re an aggressive mage, which means your powers can be used as a weapon. Passive mages have magic that supports aggressive mages, like healing or shields.”
He started to flip through the book in his hand and quickly found what he was looking for, “Mages have one big threat, to them and the rest of mortal-kind. Demons.”
He passed the book over to Hans which had an illustration of a deformed looking Citizen of Tyre.
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Post by lillium on Mar 19, 2011 15:31:03 GMT -6
Hans blinked and looked up. "Oh, alright," he said. Oh shit, so he could do this while asleep, too? Well, that explained a lot of things. . Oh wait, what if he accidentally killed himself while he was sleeping? Shit, he would keep this on all the time. He didn't want to give him hypothermia while asleep. That would just be a pathetic way to die.
"Wait, if you're not a mage, what are you doing here?" he asked. Huh? So how did Dago know all of this stuff? He had mentioned that the other mages thought he was dead, so what was going on?
Hans would have smirked at the mention of passive and aggressive mages, except then Dago mentioned demons. "Demons?" he repeated weakly. Well, if magic, he supposed, why not demons? He looked at the book Dago had shown him, and he cringed at the sight of the creepy picture of the Citizen of Tyre. Ick.
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Post by Soprano on Mar 19, 2011 15:44:09 GMT -6
“No, I’m not an aggressive mage,” he said, wincing a little.
That wasn’t exactly a lie. Lying to Hans had already gotten him into trouble once before, but he didn’t really see much other choice. If he had been talking about his days as a mage, it really wasn’t a lie.
“Yeah, demons are usually why someone breaks their seal, but it’s not necessary,” he said, “We’re nearly the only thing standing between regular mortals and demons. There is another group who hunt them, but they don’t use magic.”
He took the book back and flipped to an illustration of a hell cat, “There is more than one type of demon, they all have an affiliation with one of the seven deadly sins. Are you familiar with them?”
He didn’t know much about Hans yet, or he’d try to guess the sin he was guilty of. The sooner a mage knew, the better.
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Post by lillium on Mar 19, 2011 15:58:36 GMT -6
"Oh, I see," Hans said. So he was a passive mage. If Hans wasn't still irritated with Dago, his mind would have been wandering to other things. . Oh hell, it was, but he reminded himself that Dago was a fucking liar, and he wasn't going to fuck a fucking liar so matter how easy they made it to think about it.
Hans didn't remember how his seal had broken, but if he had, he still wouldn't have known that there had been a demon present. He just remembered that something had attacked him and Dago had saved him- No demons involved at all. He nodded along when Dago began talking about how mages were nearly the only thing standing in between demons and mortals, but there was another group that didn't use magic. Hans wondered how they got rid of demons. Normal weapons, maybe?
"Yeah," Hans said. "Lust, pride, greed, envy, sloth, wrath, and gluttony, right?"
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Post by Soprano on Mar 19, 2011 16:33:35 GMT -6
Dago wasn’t a passive mage anymore, but he’d allow Hans to believe that. If he knew that Hans was letting his mind wander as he was, he’d probably go right back to kicking himself for being an idiot. This whole ordeal was getting depressing and he didn’t exactly have too many people who he could talk to about it. Marian sure wasn’t in a listening mood.
Dago was actually pretty surprised that Hans wasn’t asking more questions on that front. He considered it a bit of luck, but he’d probably feel better if he could at least clear the air between one of the two people he’d wronged.
Dago counted off the sins Hans was listing, “Yeah, every mage is guilty of a sin and their magic is completely useless against that same type of demon. You’d be better off if you found out your sin and avoided that type of demon, it’s inevitable you’ll come up against one.”
He shut the book he’d brought and put it on the small stack he’d brought with him, “Magic is mostly about willpower. It’s a little like stretching a muscle you didn’t know you had. If you can learn how to stretch it, soon keeping everything frost-free will feel like no effort at all.”
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Post by lillium on Mar 19, 2011 16:46:44 GMT -6
Hans nodded, and tried to think of which sin he was guilty of. Okay, it wasn't exactly the hardest thing in the world. He liked sex, a lot; it was obviously the very first one he had listed off: Lust. Alright, so he just had to avoid lust demons. That wouldn't be too hard. . Right? He hoped so, anyway. He didn't want to get his ass kicked by any demons. They'd probably kill him or worse.
"So how do I learn how to use it, then?" Hans asked, frowning. It sounded easy on paper, sure, but he was certain it was harder than that. Okay, okay. All he had to do was learn how to use it, it couldn't be too hard, right? The mages seemed to be good at it, obviously: They were mages. If they could do it, then so could Hans! Hopefully, anyway.
He really didn't want to run into a demon and not be able to use his magic. That would be scary.
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