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bound_john (bound_john) wrote in bound_rp,

John watched his reactions, the way certain things flickered across his face, the grappling of memory and internal wrangling over the question. Perhaps it was a little unfair of John to ask it quite so bluntly - this was, after all, a life-changing decision in exactly the literal sense of the word - but he’d long been an advocate of the school of thought where dancing around big questions wasted everyone’s time. Best just to get it out, and deal with the particulars after, that way everyone knew where they stood.

His bluntness was at odds with the rest of his family, most of whom had been involved in City politics in one way or another for as far back as he could remember. Irvines were the great prevaricators, masters of saying one thing and meaning another, and it had been something of a scandal when the youngest of the new generation had decided to go for manual work over intellectual, and the eldest had jumped ship to New York.

He nodded at Elliott’s question, and glanced at Lux, who gave him an unspoken signal to go ahead.

“Things haven’t been great for a while,” he said. “Partly because everyone’s been away, or distant for a long time, like Lux and Al and Belle, but we think a lot of it had to do with how we Bound the Circle the first time. We did it wrong, we were kids, you know? We did it in secret, and we didn’t do it properly, with the previous generation’s magic reinforcing our own.”

He paused, and gathered his thoughts for a moment, before continuing.

“It made us broken,” he said, picking his words carefully. “The way in which the magic goes between us, it kind of… it’s like a sprung pipe, patched together with cellophane. It keeps most of the water in, but some leaks out of the seams. Our emotions, our magic, our thoughts and feelings, when one of us is mad, the whole group feels it. Same with other stuff. It’s made things… difficult.

“But this time,” he continued. “Will be different. We’re not hiding it any more, we’re telling our folks, and to hell with their bans. We need it to be different, want it to be. Harmony leaving is just… I get it, you know? It’s been really hard, and she has her family to think about. It hurts, but we’ll get through it. And we want you to be a part of what we could become.”