asar_suti: (Divine Flame)
Asar-Suti ([personal profile] asar_suti) wrote2008-07-31 12:35 am

RP post: An illusion for Meda

Asar-Suti is sitting in the magic library, reading up about snakes.

In many magical traditions, snakes are very, very special creatures. Not just in the magic of Gil's world...
mycursedface: (my cursed face)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-07-31 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
Medusa knocks on the door, and then peers around. True to her word, her blue-black hair is out in...well, not all its glory. It hasn't been seen in all its glory since she was cursed. But there is still enough to give a good idea of just how damn beautiful her curly hair is.

"Hello?"

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-07-31 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
It is the snake lady! Looking lovely!

Belatedly, Asar-Suti realises he hasn't asked her name. Or told her his. She looks a bit like the Gorgon Medusa from Greek myth, apart from where in pictures, the head of Medusa generally looks a lot angrier, and the snakes are out, hissing.

"Hello," Asar-Suti says. "You've found me! Erm, I'm Asar-Suti, by the way."
mycursedface: (and the last was hope)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-07-31 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Medusa Gorgos."

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-07-31 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh," Asar-Suti says aloud.

So it is her!

"In Milliways, if you meet somebody who looks like the Gorgon Medusa, chances are, she is the Gorgon Medusa! Come in!"
mycursedface: (shy little thing)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-07-31 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Probably," she admits with a quick smile, slipping in and walking over with her normal accompaniment of sound - the faint rustlings of the snakes, the chime of her feathers and the jingling of her bracelets.

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-07-31 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Asar-Suti gives her a long, deep look.

Pertaining her hair, that is.

"Disguising the snakes as more of that hair won't be really hard," he says.

"So the illusion will be easy to hold up. The less natural it is, the more magical energy it consumes."
mycursedface: (oh. I see.)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-07-31 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"That makes sense. And the snakes used to be hair, too."

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-07-31 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Asar-Suti gets up and comes a bit closer.

"May I touch them?"
mycursedface: (been kicked around)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-07-31 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
She flinches, taking a step back.

"Pardon?"

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-07-31 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"The hair? The snakes? So I know what I am working with?" Asar-Suti asks.
mycursedface: (a hunter's eyes)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-07-31 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Do you have to?"

Although her voice is even, musical as ever, her body is suddenly tense and the snakes hissing uneasily.

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-07-31 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"It would be helpful," Asar-Suti says. "I need a feeling for their energy."
mycursedface: (uncomfortable)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-07-31 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)






"I really, really hate being touched by people I don't know."

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-07-31 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Asar-Suti nods. "How close may I come, before I am too close?" he asks.

People are different that way, and some are a bit complicated.
mycursedface: (close my eyes (it'll all go away))

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-07-31 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
And some give off the feeling that if she were outside and was spooked anymore, she'd take flight.

"Um. I'll let you know?"

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-07-31 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Asar-Suti stretches out his hand and moves towards Medusa, very much alert to the moment when she will flinch.

He does not, in fact, want her to take flight among the bookshelves.
mycursedface: (close my eyes (it'll all go away))

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-08-01 08:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Now."

He's a foot away.

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-01 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Asar-Suti nods, closes his eyes and just holds his hands still, to feel the energy of the snakes.
mycursedface: (Gorgon - blood to soothe nothing)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-08-02 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
The snakes are a curse, a scarring of her morphic field.

The snakes are a part of her to such an extent that it's as if she was born to have them.

But there are curls, still - beautiful, blue-black, make-you-stop-and-stare curls - and for all they tell tales of Medusa with snakes, they also tell tales of Medusa with her glorious curls. She's a creature of myth, and myths are easy to manipulate.

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-02 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
Asar-Suti touches the morphic field, still keeping the distance that she needs, and starts overlaying the one with with the illusion of the other -- it is easy, the resonance, if strange, is similar and close.

Snake by snake, while staying the same in itself, is covered by the illusion of those curls.

It is easy.
mycursedface: (Gorgon - blood to soothe nothing)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-08-02 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
And Medusa just stands there, and breathes, and watches.

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-02 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
It takes Asar-Suti about ive minutes, and then all her snakes are covered.

But still there; and while nobody can look in, they can still taste all around them as before.

"That was easy," Asar-Suti says.
mycursedface: (giggle)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-08-02 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh. Good. Could you, um. Tie into something I can put on and off?"

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-02 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Some crystal," Asar-Suti says. "Stone. Jewel. I mostly use them to bind magic."
mycursedface: (bow my head)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-08-02 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Would this be okay?" She asks, holding up her left wrist and pointing to one of her bracelets.

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-02 11:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, perfect!" Asar-Suti says. "I'll best weave the magic through all the turquoises so if one breaks, or falls out, the others still holds it in and pull it together over the gap in the energy field..." he mutters.

Beat.

"Erm -- may I touch it? It would help."

He holds out his hand.
mycursedface: (make a face)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-08-02 11:42 am (UTC)(link)
Medusa nods, extending her arm.

"Hands are easier," she explains.

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-02 11:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Good!" Asar-Suti says. He briefly touches each stone in turn, and each time, there is a little spark of purple energy, a crackle, a tiny puff of violet smoke, and the faintest smell of volcanic fumes.

"Done!" he then says. "We need a mirror!"

He draws a complicated sign in the air, which fizzles in purple smoke as well; then, he holds a rather large ivory-backed hand mirror, which he holds out to Medusa.

"This is what it looks like -- do you like it?"
mycursedface: (my cursed face)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-08-02 11:52 am (UTC)(link)
For someone who is as vain as she is (and make no mistake, Medusa is rather vain), she doesn't actually spend a lot of time looking into mirrors. It's always a jolt, seeing her face and her movements reflected.

This is...

Worse.

Better.







"Oh," the Gorgon says quietly, hands going to her hair and touching scales. "I. It's how it used be."
Edited 2008-08-02 11:52 (UTC)

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-02 11:55 am (UTC)(link)
"That was the idea?" Asar-Suti said. "But the snakes are there -- you can still feel them! But strangers can't. If you brush against somebody in a crowd there, they won't notice."

Beat.

"Take the bracelet off and see what happens?"
mycursedface: (to talk of many things)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-08-02 12:01 pm (UTC)(link)
The brief look she gives him is eloquent as to the likelihood of her going somewhere that crowded, but she nods and slips the bracelet off.

Her snakes appear.

(oddly enough, her shoulders relax)

Bracelet on, her snakes vanish.

"It. Works."

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-02 12:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's why I study magic -- so it works!" Asar-Suti says, grinning. "Course it works! Theoretically, as often as you want. Practically, if the stones fall out, the illusion will become thinner over the centuries."
mycursedface: (giggle)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-08-02 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Still looking at the bracelet, Medusa suddenly grins.

"Thank you."

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-02 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're welcome!" Asar-Suti says. "You're far too pretty to hide yourself and your snakes under a burqa at a muggle wedding, so I'm being selfish as well."
mycursedface: (giggle)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-08-02 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
That gets a laugh.

"Oh, I'm just vain. I couldn't do it. So, thank you."

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-02 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll see you at the wedding, then," Asar-Suti says. "Want to keep the mirror?"
mycursedface: (goddess)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-08-02 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's alright, Lucifer has some in the bathroom. But. Yes. I'll see you there."

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-02 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay," Asar-Suti says, drawing another fiery purple rune; and the mirror vanishes into nothing.

"Does he like coffee?"
mycursedface: (I'm sorry but you are weird)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-08-02 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
A touch bemused,

"Yes, he does."

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-02 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"All the devils I've met here did!" Asar-Suti says, grinning brightly. "So he's no exception! Good! Hurrah for Milliways traditions and coffee-drinking devils!"
mycursedface: (Mistress - desired and contended for)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-08-02 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Now she just looks amused.

"Poor Luce. He's part of a tradition. He'll be crushed."

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-02 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh yes, Milliways is old enough to have one!" Asar-Suti grins. "Do you think he'll start drinking tea if you tell him, out of simple contrariness?"
mycursedface: (not amused. not me. nope.)

[personal profile] mycursedface 2008-08-02 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
A wicked, wicked smile.

"I'll just have to see, won't I?"

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-02 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Tell me about the outcome!" Asar-Suti says, amused.

[identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com 2008-08-02 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Asar-Suti grins at her, and winks.