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[no_innocents]

Dracula's claw points out a little spot where there's a thinner bit of smudge on the pattern.

"Just a light press of your finger there should do it. And as long as the mark is down, you should be able to speak the word."

[mrballisticsdummy]

He makes the adjustment and he says the word again and this time, it actually works.

"Whoa," he says softly, watching the sign disappear. "So, where does it go?" he asks, brushing off his hands as he hesitantly reaches over for the books. He's a little afraid to open them. Afraid to see if it actually...works.

[no_innocents]

"Energy is energy. Magic interacts with energy from a different angle. It goes the same place fuel goes once you've burned through it."

[mrballisticsdummy]

"An energy transfer," he agrees and opens the book fully, flipping through the page. .

"Oh. Oh. I see."

He pulls the book from the table and takes it over to a chair so he can sit and read it properly. .

[no_innocents]

And Dracula will chuckle and wave a hand towards him, making the fire a little warmer for comfort since the place is otherwise a bit of a tomb (badum ching) and he leaves him to read for the time being.

There are few joys he savors more than being in the room with someone whose company he enjoys, quietly reading.

[mrballisticsdummy]

He doesn't even realize the hour is gone until the words shuffle again in his head. He blinks and they change, suddenly no longer making sense to him at all. He rubs at his eyes, as if a little disbelieving.

"Okay, well, that was trippy and in a very weird way. So that's...just a thing I can do now?"

[no_innocents]

"Apparently," Dracula says with a low chuckle as he stands up from his own seat and walks over. "Keep the bottle for your use, though obviously you can make your own. But I prepared it for you, after all. You can also borrow the books for a time; they'll introduce some subjects and principles of what we'll be working with."

[mrballisticsdummy]

"Thanks," he grins. "When's the next lesson?"

Because now that he knows he can do fucking magic, he's going to master this and come back for more as much as he can.

[no_innocents]

"As soon as you feel prepared for me to quiz you on the content of those books."

He's in no rush.

[mrballisticsdummy]

"All of them?" he wonders.

He does not sound scared by that task; he appreciates a challenge. He stands up to gather the remainder and the bottle.

[no_innocents]

He raises a single eyebrow.

"All of both, yes. There is... a lot of philosophy in there. And while it doesn't involve direct application, it will... give you a context for what you'll be learning."

[mrballisticsdummy]

All both of the big books, yes. Big books he can only read a bit at a time.

He balances them in his arms. "Got it," he grins as he starts for the door. "Thanks for this."

[no_innocents]

He waves his hand as if to say of course, of course.

"You're one of the few I've met who I trust to have the precision not to blow themselves up with it."

It's sort of a compliment. Sort of just fondness.

[mrballisticsdummy]

"Yeah, that's the one thing I won't do," he tells him, raising himself up slightly and heading out, eager to get started on his new project.

[no_innocents]

Dracula will wave him off before getting things all cleaned up.