[open]

[wingsandwill]

Who: OPEN
What: Open powers and abilities training log!
When: Forward dated slightly to Day 13, around noon.
Where: The grounds of the Heimdall house.
Rating: PG-13 or so for potential violence/minor self-harm for testing powers/language.

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[wingsandwill]

Castiel, despite his assurances during his post, wasn't all that certain this idea was going to be a success. It greatly depended on who showed up, whether they had any sort of experience using powers before, and just how difficult these were to figure out.

He really hadn't had much of a chance to test his own at all yet, due to the necessity of someone to test on, which had been his main reason for his post to begin with. Hopefully he'd get a chance to try it, and attempt to develop it into something useful.

He watched, quiet as usual, leaning against post of the handrails leading up to the porch of the Heimdall house. Now to see who showed up.

[ooc edit: Herp derp forgot to say Cas is in Heimdall with the Damage Drain ability.]

[roadstotheriver]

Lirael hadn't replied to Castiel's network post-- she didn't reply to very many network posts at all, actually-- but she was perfectly happy to come along, once she found out from Conan when it was happening, and possibly try her magic out. She was early, too, and approached Castiel with a very obvious case of nerves: she had her head down and her (singular) hand clasped tightly in her surcoat, though she'd actually tied her long hair back so that it wasn't hanging in her face.

And she stood a yard or two away, trying to get him to notice her so she wouldn't have to talk. She was half-afraid she'd be turned away, since she didn't RSVP, as it were.

[wingsandwill]

Castiel did notice her, and he actually recognized the tactic too; he used it often himself, though less out of nerves and more for simple lack of desire to initiate conversations. But he does so this time, focusing his gaze on her and speaking quietly and evenly. "Hello."

[roadstotheriver]

Looking up a little at him, through lashes since she couldn't look at him through her hair, Lirael answered shyly, "Hello... um, sir. I'm Lirael. Conan Edogawa told me about this, and it seemed like, um... a good idea. If you don't mind."

At least he didn't look like he was annoyed. Just... like he was quiet.

[holmes_fanatic]

[Conan's still not sure how he feels about this 'powers' thing. He's found his and used it once, but that experience was disconcerting enough that he is in no hurry to repeat.

Until Laurent-san revealed that Conan wasn't the only one with that particular power.

The thought of others in Hel having it is a pretty good spur. Conan's pretty sure that his house mates aren't the type to hold back, and knowing as much as he can about this power can only be an advantage should things get -- interesting.

Even so, he's in no hurry to own up to his power. After hesitating over whether or not to reply to Castiel's post, Conan realises that the time for the meeting has come. Luckily Heimdall is not far and Conan already knows how to find the welcome hall. He's sitting quietly on the steps, a small, serious seven-year old, feeling very much out of his depth.]

((ooc: Power of Body Control here! Up for power practice or general conversation or babysitting. Aim is anantipodean if you want to coordinate with me!))

[roadstotheriver]

Lirael is leading Nakama over here to where Conan is sitting, looking rather determined, which is probably not an expression Conan-- or anyone at all, for that matter-- is used to seeing on her face. "Conan? Do you have anyone to help you practice yet?"

She obviously has, since she has a shadow curling around her fingers like a friendly little snake.

[holmes_fanatic]

Two friends. Conan smiles as he stands, the expression not pretend -- although much of his childish exuberance is an act, he's becoming more and more grateful to the people he's met in Asgard -- Lirael and Nakama are a welcome sight, particularly as he's feeling so much out of his depth.

"Hello L-- woah -- that's yours?" His greeting gets side-tracked, however, in favour of admiring Lirael's achievement.

[agoodfamily]

"It's cool, isn't it?" And then Nakama makes it grow in size, smiling shyly. "That's what I can do. Make other people stronger."

Hel: Shadow control! <3

[roadstotheriver]

Here was the nervous-looking Lirael, holding a little ball of shadow above her hand. She was pretty pleased with herself for getting that far, but she wasn't entirely sure just how she should practice with someone, when it came to that. Maybe she could find someone to try and drain the power away, or she could cut herself with her little silver knife for someone to heal, or... something.

But she was standing there, waiting for someone to practice with, now that she was sure she wouldn't be chased off for not being specifically invited.

[agoodfamily]

[When Nakama spots Lirael, who she now considers to be a friendly face, she approaches quickly and stands beside her. Instead of making her presence known, though, she just makes the shadow expand until it's nearly the size of a medicine ball. When Lirael turns, she'll find Nakama smiling shyly beside her.]

[roadstotheriver]

The sudden expansion of her little ball of darkness nearly made Lirael drop it, but when it came to magic, at least, she was a little steadier than when it came to people. Even so, she jumped and stared and had to hastily reassert her will on it, so that it didn't fly apart and away on her, back into the shadow it came from.

Once it stabilized, she looked over her shoulder and spotted Nakama, and gave her a little smile. "Was that you...?" She gestured at her clump of shifting shadows with her wrist-stump.

[agoodfamily]

She blushes a little. "I make other peoples' powers stronger. That's what I can do."

Heimdall | Power Lending

[agoodfamily]

[She's discovered her power by this point, but there's no reason not to want to test it and hone it. If her extra boost can help someone in a dangerous situation - even if she's unsure about her power, Namine was right, it's not totally useless.

She'll just be standing a fair distance away, looking a bit uneasy, her hands folded into the sides of her overlarge cloak. It looks strange with her modern sweater and jeans, but she wouldn't trade it for a jacket if you paid her.]

Re: Heimdall | Power Lending

[aeterno_arma]

[And Laurent know that she doesn't want the cloak fixed either, even if it's too large. He approaches the girl and smiles, his white puppy Hunter following him.]

Hello Mako, good day.

[agoodfamily]

Oh, h -

[And her eyes are instantly drawn to the puppy. She crouches down, holding out a hesitant hand.]

- hi! Who's this?

[aeterno_arma]

[Laurent smiles amused even if she's not paying attention to him. The puppy waves his tails and tries to lick her hand.]

That's my friend Hunter, he followed me here. And he loves pettings.

Heimdall | Damage Drain

[moribundity]

[ It's a little odd that they're going to have to hurt themselves to test some of these powers out, but at long as no one goes overboard it shouldn't be an issue. Minato is prepared with a few safety pins and a knife. He wouldn't begrudge someone not wanting to poke or cut themselves just to help him learn this. Ideally, someone already hurt could come by. He's just going to wait patiently for a volunteer. ]

Heimdall | Damage Drain

[aeterno_arma]

[Laurent doesn't need volunteers, he's been practicing with plants, but he decided to join and see if someone needed help.]

Good day, Minato.

[moribundity]

[ A nod in greeting. ] Laurent. Interested in helping me out?

[aeterno_arma]

Of course. What do you need me to do?