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technogalen ([info]technogalen) wrote in [info]silverage,
Once, Galen had been criticized by members of the Circle for not being showy enough with his magic, for just concentrating on the effect rather than the presentation. Over the years he'd learned that complicated magic was its own presentation.

"You might want to step back, Mr. Scoresby. Things will get a bit warm."

There was an electrical feed over in the corner of the hanger. He Attached to that - not much power by his standards, but enough. Cast a platform under the floating burner and set each part there as he used tractor and presser beam magic to quickly disassemble the burner into its component parts. Reach out with his scan and locate scrap metal and float it to him through an open window. Hold the Platform steady while he lifted each part one by one and used plasma to heat and energy fields to cast and machine, adding additional material as needed, occasionally reaching in with a shielded hand to fine tune the process. It was done in only a few minutes, and Galen let his computers handle the reassembly, then dissolved the Platform and lowered the renewed burner to the floor to cool, better than new.

He cupped one hand and concentrated on reprogramming some of the nanomachines that had replaced his blood. The nanites slipped through his skin and gathered like a silvery powder appearing in his hand.

Galen stepped closer to the deflated balloon, and, smiling at what his instructors would have thought, pursed his lips and blew the glittering silvery powder over the fabric. In time the nanites would renew the fabric and paint. The change was slow by Galen's standards, but he could detect it beginning to affect the balloon.

Then Galen was done. He clapped his hands together as he collapsed all the energy fields he had created, and Unattached from the electrical feed. "I should think you might want to give the burner a while to cool off before you examine it too closely. Oh, and it will take a few days for the spell to finish working on your balloon."

Trying not to show what the effort had cost him, he leaned on his staff and waited for Scoresby's reaction.


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