[ He listens quietly, gaze fixed on Natori as he files all that information away in the back of his mind. Truth be told, his understanding of 'conventional' magic -- the magic used in the Clover Kingdom, the only magic he's ever known -- is so ingrained that it takes some effort to wrap his mind around these different systems. But he's no stranger to digesting lots of information at once, and ultimately gives a smile and a shake of the head. ]
No, thank you for the detailed explanation. I feel I've a slightly better understanding of the situation.
[ Vangeance sighs as he sinks back into the chair, hands laced in his lap as he thinks the matter over. ]
I've only cursory knowledge of the subject, but I do know there are types of magic that can corrupt other sources of magic. Forbidden magic -- spells that utilize mana from the underworld. Often more powerful than the same spells cast using natural mana, with fewer restrictions ... though the casters pay a price, losing a portion of their humanity. If this possession's effects are similar to that of the underworld's mana, there's a chance it will not only turn our spirits against us, but also further strengthen them. And if preventing the spread of that affliction by regular people is difficult as is, I cannot fathom the difficulty of stopping the spread by corrupted souls.
[ He sounds a little listless near the end there. Vangeance is always calm and composed because it's second nature to him, but even he isn't immune to a touch of frustration. He unlaces and relaces his fingers, staring into his hands in thought. ]
... in truth, I'd considered different methods of combatting the restrictions that have been placed on us. Attempting to reach towards and penetrate that 'barrier,' or trying to destroy the magic binding my companion. But regardless of if it would even work ... there's the worry that it may have an adverse effect.
[ His mask hides most of his expression, of course, but maybe Natori can spot the way his eyes narrow as his brow furrows, his hands lacing tighter. ]
If, by some chance, there's a good reason for what's been done to us.
Mm. So we could be feeding it instead of fighting against it, if we had access to those that we normally do.
[The fact that Vangeance has put that much thought into breaking it says a lot, Natori thinks-- that and the way he phrases it. "What's been done to us." Maybe it's because Natori is used to coming across barriers that block his shiki, whether visiting other exorcists or coming across a particularly well-warded property; it's something that irritates him, being cut off from them, but it's not something he thinks of as being done to him rather than to the island itself. What Vangeance is describing sounds a lot more like... meddling with some part of him.
(He can feel exactly where the lizard sits on his face as he takes his next sip of tea. He got rid of the note a long time ago, but he still remembers exactly what it said. If you'd like us to get rid of it, we can.)]
They have a habit of sticking their noses where they don't belong, don't they? The people in charge of this place. [It's light, almost inconsequential, except for that they're talking about their uncomfortably well-informed captors interfering in something deeply personal, and how serious his eyes look.] That said, I don't like the idea of simply taking their word for it. They say there's a good reason; they also claim that they've brought children here for their own good. It could very well be that there's something about my shiki and your companion that are dangerous to the people in charge, rather than to the other residents.
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No, thank you for the detailed explanation. I feel I've a slightly better understanding of the situation.
[ Vangeance sighs as he sinks back into the chair, hands laced in his lap as he thinks the matter over. ]
I've only cursory knowledge of the subject, but I do know there are types of magic that can corrupt other sources of magic. Forbidden magic -- spells that utilize mana from the underworld. Often more powerful than the same spells cast using natural mana, with fewer restrictions ... though the casters pay a price, losing a portion of their humanity. If this possession's effects are similar to that of the underworld's mana, there's a chance it will not only turn our spirits against us, but also further strengthen them. And if preventing the spread of that affliction by regular people is difficult as is, I cannot fathom the difficulty of stopping the spread by corrupted souls.
[ He sounds a little listless near the end there. Vangeance is always calm and composed because it's second nature to him, but even he isn't immune to a touch of frustration. He unlaces and relaces his fingers, staring into his hands in thought. ]
... in truth, I'd considered different methods of combatting the restrictions that have been placed on us. Attempting to reach towards and penetrate that 'barrier,' or trying to destroy the magic binding my companion. But regardless of if it would even work ... there's the worry that it may have an adverse effect.
[ His mask hides most of his expression, of course, but maybe Natori can spot the way his eyes narrow as his brow furrows, his hands lacing tighter. ]
If, by some chance, there's a good reason for what's been done to us.
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[The fact that Vangeance has put that much thought into breaking it says a lot, Natori thinks-- that and the way he phrases it. "What's been done to us." Maybe it's because Natori is used to coming across barriers that block his shiki, whether visiting other exorcists or coming across a particularly well-warded property; it's something that irritates him, being cut off from them, but it's not something he thinks of as being done to him rather than to the island itself. What Vangeance is describing sounds a lot more like... meddling with some part of him.
(He can feel exactly where the lizard sits on his face as he takes his next sip of tea. He got rid of the note a long time ago, but he still remembers exactly what it said. If you'd like us to get rid of it, we can.)]
They have a habit of sticking their noses where they don't belong, don't they? The people in charge of this place. [It's light, almost inconsequential, except for that they're talking about their uncomfortably well-informed captors interfering in something deeply personal, and how serious his eyes look.] That said, I don't like the idea of simply taking their word for it. They say there's a good reason; they also claim that they've brought children here for their own good. It could very well be that there's something about my shiki and your companion that are dangerous to the people in charge, rather than to the other residents.