Keith Mars (oldmanshoes) wrote in indarkness_logs, @ 2010-08-18 22:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, 2032 08, balthazar blake, lily evans |
RP: The Fun Has Arrived...!
Characters: Balthazar, Lily
Time/Date: Afternoon, August 18
Location: First floor. He's wandering.
Warnings/Rating: Probably none?
Summary: Balthazar arrives, and explores
Status: Complete
It wasn't the first time that he'd woken up without any idea what had transpired the night before. But this was an entirely different sensation of 'I have no idea what happened last night' that he really wasn't familiar with. His last memories involved the Great Magic finally assisting him, after over a millennium of searching, in locating the Prime Merlinian and then there was Horvath, and that just never ended well, ever. And then the urn, and... so by his calculations, it was 2010.
But it just... didn't feel right.
First of all, he didn't see the urn anywhere. Nor did he see Horvath. Nor did he remember much of his time spent in the urn, though he imagined that that was to be expected, all things considered (though he would admit, if asked directly, that was his first experience with THAT sort of entrapment, and wasn't really sure what to base it on).
He tested what he had of his magic. In places, he wondered if he was just a bit rusty for being cooped up for so long, and in other areas it was clear that he'd had some sort of limitations placed on him. He was positively itching to get out and see exactly what limitations he had placed on him, but he imagined in a pinch he could guess what they were. After 1300 years, there wasn't a whole lot left that surprised you. Seemed to him that this was your typical kidnap and observe, if the shimmering air around this room was any indication of hidden cameras. Perhaps he was losing his touch, and it was just the heaters.
A brief survey of the room located a computer - (which, holy cow, but did he ever love technology and the way it took less than a century to come out with genuine improvements - 320GB of data storage? Seemed only yesterday that he was disk cleaning daily to maintain his 2GB!) - and a small... shiny... phone? Cell phone, he thought they were called, but he'd never really understood the point of carrying around large, bulky phones when he didn't really have anyone that he ever needed to call. The way it was flashing and beeping at him caught his attention, though, and he flipped through some of the recent messages, raising an eyebrow.
So all right then. He was right about the kidnap and observe, and apparently had been just fortunate enough to arrive in the middle of the latest attack. Lovely. But from what he could tell, the areas seemed to be secured with... magic? But to have that particular bit of information broadcast so public - no matter how cut off this area was to the rest of the world - was downright strange to him, to the point where he actually wondered if it was a different kind of magic. It wasn't like that was impossible, not really - he'd seen and done too much in his lifetime to think that anything was impossible - but he'd yet to encounter anything that he didn't find had some basis in his sorcery.
Speaking of. He'd wanted to head out and explore his limits, and he really didn't think this room (or this building, frankly) could handle it, so he set off to explore these 'warded windows' he'd heard about, see what sort of magic he was dealing with. If he encountered any of the residents - (and, truth be told, he was sort of hoping to encounter this Lily girl who seemed to be the one who had put up the wards on the windows, thus likely a sorcerer of some sort who could explain more about the limitations on the magic without him actually having to go all out and test it, but he suspected the likelihood of that was small) - all the better. He'd get a couple of questions in while he poked and prodded at someone else's spell.
He took a brief moment to wonder if Horvath or Dave had been pulled here as well before he decided he'd find out eventually, and headed to explore the first floor.