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“Heightened perspective can see through illusions…” She mulled over those words, a feeling of terror resting in the pit of her stomach. Learning illusions was supposed to help keep her safe, but it would appear that everything has its drawbacks.

“I guess it’s a good thing Nether creatures are a bottle short of a potion.”

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Misc felt chills going down thier body by the word of desert. Guessing thats why Asher mentioning it before. "What I want? Naaah~ Misc have everything I need. I purely survive by cookie payment!" A half eaten cook sled onto the counter infront of them, before the whole sock puppet smashed thier faces onto the surfice. Smashing and breaking the cookie with a GUBLGOBL verbal sound, broken crumbs flying apart uneaten, in a comical mess.

Misc thier original appearance themselves, finnaly rose up from the counder in full length. But next to the puppet, both arms vissable. "Alright Mr. Puppet, thats enough for today. I best say my fellwell to her too!" Smilling down to thier talking soak.

"Alright! You have a great day! You know where to find me!" :^D The disembodied soack puppet still act alive, even the lack of controle beneath them. Shifted its body to one side, and started boncing up and down, decending each time. As if walking down a unseen stairs before dissappeared from view.

"Desert village, huh? Sounds boring." Commenting what they overheard. Its sad knowing her student will be absent for a long period of time. But they, themselves, would never fallow to such a dreadful biome.

Eyes looking down to the crumb mess on the counter. Lazily brush it aside to the floor. "I don't know whats there, so I don't know what I would want. Nothing most likely.... but." They trailed off, thinking for a bit. As if something been in thier mind for a wile.

"If... you'll be away for a wile." Twittling thier sleave togeather. "Could I.... hear you song, before you go?" Too embarrassed to make eye contact from such a silly request. Is it to much? Would be Misc be too quickly be smitten by her siren singing? But they were so curious. Even from her humming before.

It would be a pleasant parting gift to remember at least.

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Her giddy attitude started to simmer down, the once bright bioluminescent tendrils settling for a soft glow as she cooed like most Ghast do. The only remaining proof of her achievement being the wide smile on her face.

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The muppet tilts its head, listening tours the gaint woman prossess the pros and cons on this second phase. Nodding along its imitation head. Each shake rattling its googly eyeballs. Wile Miscs other arm, shaggy sleeved arm, reached over to the basket of pastries on the counter. Grabbing a cookie before descending back behind the counter nonchalantly.

"Touch, ability seeing through illusion, and even people with highten perspective." They added. "It's not surprising illusion would be discovered once others are aware it's... weakness." Saying from experience from ether self taught or the reaction from others. They aren't saying anything more to explain. To much infomation, and its what drew a lit of people away from practicing illusion from the first place. So its best to wait. Ether from asking, or Asher finding out herself.

"That would be a wise choice; pacing yourself. I heard eating some extray food to regain your stamina faster! Still image illusion is a new big step before doing motion image. If your color changes last for an hour, you can work on this part. C:"

The pupper turned its head side to side from her last question. "Im not Misc, Im Mr. Puppet! :y" Correcting her, still playing pretend.

"As for robes... new robes would be nice.... but Misc could never wear brand new one." The sock pupper tries to fill in. "Nothing fits thier body. So adding extra cloth, extra stitches is needed. We live in a swamp, so everything gets filth. There's no point waisted pretty new robes on such lowlife, when recycling scrapped clothe is responsible. " Giving thier logically reason.

Unaware that question was fishing for Miscs gift. They simply thought Asher finnaly wanted to ask thier terrable fashion choices. Afterall, they do look like a walking dirty hobo.

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“Well, I have a solid foundation on color theory now. Especially about what you mentioned last time, using different colors to add depth to the illusion. I have let my new muscle rest, and now-” Ash held up the book she had on three-dimensional objects.

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If it weren't for the entrance counter standing between them, Misc highly expected Asher would of been right in thier face.

They couldn't help but let out a nervous chuckle from Asher excitement. Its adearing, seeing how happy they are reacting in their prossess. Dazzling. Joyfull! Practally radiating with a beautiful glow- oh wait. Nevermind. Thats her tendrils bioluminescenceing.

They shrugged off that thought, staying focus. "Marlvious work! ^^" Praising her achievment. So glad taking their advise.

"Lets see~ The next step would be coating! And I know exactly someone who could help with object and mimicking!... Mister Puppet! :D" Misc dropped down all the way behind the counter until. In their place, raising up, is a comical white soack puppet, with googly eyes glued on it.

"Hello! I'm here to help! Lets see that pocket warmer Misc gave you." The beek moving up and down, mimicking talking in obviouse Misc's voice but higher pitch. Motioning Asher to pull out her Fire Charger onto the counter.

Once she placed it on the table infront of them, Misc continue. "Have a look of this ball. Hot center, with a layer of charcol crust. Coloring it alone wont do. To make it look completely different, we'll need to cover the whole rocky texter." The hand puppet bouncing up and down in a happy toon.

"Think of it as, covering it up with a custome! Or a knetted clothe gloves. Like me! :D" the soack pupper doesn't have complex expression, but how misc's fake voice pitch change, its trying to be cheerful cute.

"Putting a illusion layer above the object surface is all it takes. It'll stick just like glue (like the ones attached to my eyes!) And on that layer is the choice of colors. And even, layering more layers for a different texter!"

With the flip of wrist, or this case the puppets whole body, an illusion is placed onto the sphere of heat. No longer a hot charge of soot, but a white, fluffy snowball!

"However, no matter how good illusion are, you can't change the funtion underneath. You can still feel the crust texter and the tenperature radiating once you touched it. :/" The comical puppet made a head shrug, couldn't do anything about thier limitation.

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“Honestly? Your guess is as good as mine. I’m assuming it had to do with faulty coding. Everyone seemed surprised when the egg came around. Especially when I wasn’t just a Ghast or just a Guardian.” The world and the coding behind it was still a mystery to Ash. She knew that well from her experiences on the ship.

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Misc waved the slimy cube away to the wet oasis. One of these days, they'll learn to respond and talk back, Right?

Leaning over the counter. "Mmm. Only to those that can offer." Misc awnser her last question. Pushing themselves up, walking all around the counter till they are standing right outside of it. Bending own, reaching down something, before raising back. Handfull of ball of slimes in hand, where thr gaint slime once stood.

Another nice trade successful. "I guess I've been smitten to take what I can. It's fun! Taking odd things, requesting commission, or even taken up experience!" Smiling with glee, placing the slime ball on thier counter.

Misc would of been an ass, and fourced Ash to learn sign language on top of illusion tutoring. But after learning she already knew, second best was gaining a experience of playing on the still flouting ship.

"My books are my treasure horde. Currency is nice, but only when merchants come trades with me too." They hum to themself, rolling the green goop tours farthest end of the platform tours the wall.

Seams like Misc doesn't go out much. Even to buy supply in towns or villages. They don't have much need, but... they can't help in instinct to keep most to themselves. Constantly offering it tours Master, that still refused to take.

They raise thier head back to asher, who is standing up now. "How is your training going?" Tilting thier head, curious of thier prossess is going.

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“Haha, yeah… Endermans rarely come to my booth. Which is a shame since my ice-boots would of been nice to try! Buuuut~ that still doesn’t solve their allergies to sky water. Eventually there will be a solution for their pore predicament.” They drift away words, glancing out to the open swamp, intesispated for one to suddenly show up. They never do. Misc realy should consider a outdoor roof

“What weather conditions I require? We’ll…. I like the rain! :D” Bluntlinly shouted out comical.

Voice soften down as they continue. “But no… I don’t require any condition-… wait… uhm..” They paused from remembering what Asher said earlier. “W-well… my skin does get dry if I don’t baith in fluid accasionly.” Correcting themselves. “Gets dry and itchy. But beside the discomfort, it won’t kill me…. I think? I don’t know!… I never stayed out longer once the oozes starts flowing.” Puzzled and confusion in Misc’s own bodily limits. They never attempt to push it.

Not explaining it further, they continue. “I’m from the deepest part of the sea. Where if it weren’t for the heavy saltwater, everything would of been turned to ice. :^)” They chuckled, leaning back on the counter.

Face gaze down to their own book in head, distracting their own hands on the pages. “So cold doesn’t bother me… but its heat that scares. Don’t get me wrong. I’ve sean Hydrothermal vents before, right next to our Brine Lake, it’s just they can still hurt me. And this new thing on the surface called fire? Uhhhug!” Letting out a quiving shake. Their body language express the heavy dislike.

“The surface holds so many new danger. Not a good condition for my kind.” Nodding their conclusion.

“Who made you?” Without warning, asking the hard questions. If Asher was a defect-as she claims- what was her gaurdians were attempting that made her can only live in pacific condition?

It had to be hard not knowing about your own species. While Ash was in a similar predicament, she knew about Ghasts and Guardians to put pieces together. Misc though, the poor thing didn’t seem to know much about their species at all.

Still, she listened, familiar with the lonely feeling one got when they were seemingly the only creature in the world to have such unique experiences.

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Misc hummed in acknowledgmebt. Being stuck in a desert oasis does sound like they'll have a bad time. They may have not advanture deep into such place, but they can only imagine how bad it can be.

Once Asher explained thier birth parents, the expression changed to a very painfully confusing, baffled even. As if this was the most creazy new infomation they ever received.

Ghast and Gaurdian, reproducing? Is that even possible?? Not only that, but mix other race??? "How is that even possible???"

-splate'sh-

Misc hold thier tounge after realizing hearing itself out in a whisper. Clearing out their throat to stay neutral, despite how obvious thier face say.

Asher's life does sounds complicated. Misc would understand of whats it like having a family... or having the lack of? Layers that Misc desided to ignore

Exalent! A customer is approching. A distraction they needed.

"Hmm~ Less of, Ms. Whitch found me, and more I found them." Clearafide. Placing down their own book on the counter.

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"The other two before her were of no help at all! I should of known better than be swingled from them." Letting out an anoying humf.

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They chuckled with a shrug. Taking a lighter mood. "Luckally, third times the charm! They were more... logicl."

-SP'LATSH!-

Half of the day light shining into the caves entrance been covered by an abscure silhouette large body. Huge mass, that touches and up to the cieling, yet transparent in a hue emeralds green.

"BLOBBY! ❤️ " Arm spread out in a warm greetings. No fear from the giant that can easily consume them. "My! You looking bigger than the last time we met! :]"

The large mass of green peers down blankly. Non-other than Gaint Slimecube, local to the swamp biome. Stands thier silently as Misc tries piecing togeather the reason they are here.

"Oh? You smelled the pastries all the way here?" Attention back to the basket, slidding back to thier side. "You wantted them, don't yeah?"

No response

"You know this is a gift?... buuuut~ I wouldn't mind sharing. :]" Taking out a piece of cake, the most sweet coating pastries of the rest, shoved it into its mass.

The cake was sucked deeper into the jellow like green, still vissable alonge with other debries it had gathered in the swamp.

The Gaint blob shifted its mass, then leaps up, a few feet away. Hopes and few feet away. Continueing the cycle of leaving, gotten what it wanted.

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A nice spot on the floor against the wall would be just fine. The space felt extra cramped due to her size but she was thankful she was mostly horizontal rather than verticle. It can be difficult squeezing into places when you were 3 blocks tall.

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"Haha, yeah... Endermans rarely come to my booth. Which is a shame since my ice-boots would of been nice to try! Buuuut~ that still doesn't solve their allergies to sky water. Eventually there will be a solution for their pore predicament." They drift away words, glancing out to the open swamp, intesispated for one to suddenly show up. They never do. Misc realy should consider a outdoor roof

"What weather conditions I require? We'll.... I like the rain! :D" Bluntlinly shouted out comical.

Voice soften down as they continue. "But no... I don't require any condition-... wait... uhm.." They paused from remembering what Asher said earlier. "W-well... my skin does get dry if I don't baith in fluid accasionly." Correcting themselves. "Gets dry and itchy. But beside the discomfort, it won't kill me.... I think? I don't know!... I never stayed out longer once the oozes starts flowing." Puzzled and confusion in Misc's own bodily limits. They never attempt to push it.

Not explaining it further, they continue. "I'm from the deepest part of the sea. Where if it weren't for the heavy saltwater, everything would of been turned to ice. :^)" They chuckled, leaning back on the counter.

Face gaze down to their own book in head, distracting their own hands on the pages. "So cold doesn't bother me... but its heat that scares. Don't get me wrong. I've sean Hydrothermal vents before, right next to our Brine Lake, it's just they can still hurt me. And this new thing on the surface called fire? Uhhhug!" Letting out a quiving shake. Their body language express the heavy dislike.

"The surface holds so many new danger. Not a good condition for my kind." Nodding their conclusion.

"Who made you?" Without warning, asking the hard questions. If Asher was a defect-as she claims- what was her gaurdians were attempting that made her can only live in pacific condition?

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Thier head practally bobble up and down with excitement of what gifts Asher could possibly brought to them. They may be started ase student/teacher relationship, but they are practically still strangers.

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"There's not much space to choose from." They commented as Asher flout inside. And just as they said, its a single space. 10x17 square, cieling between 3-4 high, there nothing else inside the damp cave beside the the object presented in the front entrance mention before. Beside the single square pool of water against the back of the cave.

Barring and empty it may be, it's still spacious. Aher can sit anywhere on the stone floor, and would still be within vision of one another.

"So~" They started trailing off. "... are you like... fire proof? And water proof?" Tilting thier head tour's them. Still somewhat curious of what Asher is herself.

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Misc’s cave, or den/shop they like to call it, is barren and damp. Row of logs placed infront of the cave entrance acting as the front desk counter, as well ceiling roofing -just outside the entrance- to keep the rain away.

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Thier head practally bobble up and down with excitement of what gifts Asher could possibly brought to them. They may be started ase student/teacher relationship, but they are practically still strangers.

Glancng into the basket, they taking notice of the mixer of sweet pastry or gluten rich loafs. "Why, thank you! Is this a free gift offering? They look pretty. Haven't had that for a wile. :D" Praising from this suprise. Misc liked receiving them (a little greedy side of them) but *giving* without *trade* is still a little alien to them. These baker are.... alien to them. But a gift is a gift!

"Sure! You can practice here! If it starts raining again, you can come inside to stay dry." Offering a roofing if it comes to it. The sight of customers standing infront of ther counter stalls, complaining being soaked wile buying Misc's goods are hilarious!

One of these, they're have to build out a stretch roofing. Like a gazebo?

"Actually! Wile you're here! I have something! :o" Sliding the basket away. Behind the counter, they reached inisde the lone chest against the wall. Pulling out a single fire charge. "You said; you get cold roming around the Overworld, and thought of this! It may help you wholebody, buy can warm your hands; like a pocket warmer! C: " Handing out to her.

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Practice Makes Perfect

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It had been a little over a week since Asherah’s last practice. Eight days to be exact. She made sure to wait eight days specifically, so her teacher wouldn’t accuse her of coming back too soon. Still, during that time she had sought out any bit of knowledge she could about illusion magic or sight. After all, she couldn’t just wait around.

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Misc's cave, or den/shop they like to call it, is barren and damp. Row of logs placed infront of the cave entrance acting as the front desk counter, as well ceiling roofing -just outside the entrance- to keep the rain away.

Keeping dry the only few objects inside. Chest, Bookshelves, and an enchantment table between. A... spacious cave. A very open space that needs more furniture to fill in. "Oh? Is someone calling for me?" Came a sourceless voice in response.

Not visible in the open empty cave. Not a lot of places to hide... unless.

A head pokes out behide the bookshelf. The hooded creature with curiosity glance out to discover the source of the voice. "Oh! If it isn't Miss pretty Lady!" Face brighten with recognition. Fully stepping out, nothing had changed about them. Drapped in the same clothe, save to a book in one of there hands.

"And what do I oun the pleasure of your visit? :] " Approching to the counter with a welcoming smile.

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Misc tilts their head curiously. Processing what’s been said slowly. Sensing a little unexplained bubbles inside them. “Golly gee! Thats ofly nice to say! (’//ヮ//’) ” They smile in response. Mentality wanted to continue to protest, however decided to go agent’s that thought, for the sake this Lady could take her rest. After all, there’s nothing much Misc can do than leave her practice alone.

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"Why, thank you! You're exquisite and humble! Oooooor trying to get more brownie points from me; your teacher. >v<" Catching on thier behavior. Jokingly on the last part, but still nevertheless funny if true.

Misc does not mind if they are helping. It looks like asher will know where they live. "Hope you don't mind the family of bats in my cieling. Or the dampness... my den is located in front of the swamp afterall. :P" They commented before grabbing the last item. The thought of how well Asher will fair in Misc's biome crossed thier mind. Only time could tell.

As much misc want to ask more about of Asher, the thought of Master crossed thier mind. When they were asking bunch of questions, Master gotten tired and ill. Asher just started her illusion, so Misc is disciplining themselves in keeping the curiosity in.

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Ash could feel a frown tug at her lips. "Well, I desire it. I have a great use for this magic and your assistance." She began to roll the

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:D A big goofy grin remains on Misc’s black shadow face as they bob their head nodding. “Yes yes! All correct! I knew you would understand.” Complimenting her. Having the charms and the brains.

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Misc tilts their head curiously. Processing what's been said slowly. Sensing a little unexplained bubbles inside them. "Golly gee! Thats ofly nice to say! ('//ヮ//') " They smile in response. Mentality wanted to continue to protest, however decided to go agent's that thought, for the sake this Lady could take her rest. After all, there's nothing much Misc can do than leave her practice alone.

"Thank you for your time. Sadly the results will be up to you. Got to train your new muscle. But you can still ask me more if you are stuck-" As they slowly rise up as well, the last words caught off. Fallowed by the sounds of tumble books clatter all over the ground with the clothed-being saying on top. o.o Misc sat there on the ground blankly with a confusion before their expression lighten up. "OH Yeah! No wonder my booster seat felt strange. XD" Laughing off as they push themselves off the ground. Blatantly aware of their forgetfulness. Bending down, they collect their stakes of tombs and books. They got a long march to store these back to their horde.

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“I mean, I’m half fish.” The hybrid laughed, coldly. “When you are born in the Nether, that sort of thing is difficult to get around, lack of water and all. But in the Overworld? I’m cold.” She let out a tired sigh as she smiled, her expression dropping as she looked back to Misc.

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"Ghast and Guardian?" They could only murmur. Head tilting left and right confusingly. How is that possible? Can't swim? Can't breath? Why? And who would even bother merging two opposite beings together in the first place? A lot of questions flouting around in their head. "Hmmm. Confusion." Shorten their response.

They bring up the arm, tapping the side of their cheeks as if in deep thought from Asher's questions. Their expression now enigmatic, as their face are nothing but void. Possibly in a deeper thought, or are in a minds pace that is absent of all sense. "What makes me defective.... is because I'm deformed." They stated. "Because the deformity of my body, I can not branch further than Illusion." Head now tilt tours their arm, resting on it. "I do not have claws, fangs, nor produce poison to fight or defend myself. It's a big wonder how I'm still here today." A chuckle escaped them, as a curled smirk appeared once more in view. 😏 "But don't take my word for it! All that had saw a glimpse of me would say the same! Even the witched that helped me. ❤ They saw my soul, my potential, and it's a big mess! 'size of a single grain of sand' they said!" Their arm hold out, index in their sleeve pinching infront of them, demonstration of the actual size. "And as for my Master...." Their smile turned warmly, just the thought of him. There's so much to say about him. And the same time, they can not. "...It's one sided..." Finally confessed.

Head snapped back to Asher. "Ah! I'm sorry, I'm taking to much of your time with this topic. Would you like to end it here? You'll need to take your rest before taking your weeks long training of practicing! :O "

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Ash could feel a frown tug at her lips. "Well, I desire it. I have a great use for this magic and your assistance." She began to roll the

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:D A big goofy grin remains on Misc's black shadow face as they bob their head nodding. "Yes yes! All correct! I knew you would understand." Complimenting her. Having the charms and the brains.

"Lets get started then! ❤" Reaching down tours the pile of books infront of them, and then.... sit on them? Folded their drapes (legs or what ever could be consider their lower limbs undeath) to be able to sit on top the stacks literature that they painstakingly brought in... just to sit on light a child on the tall stool.....

"A white wool is an excellent beginners experiment!" 🙂 Arms already reached over to one, dragging it closer. "We all know how to change color of the wool with dye..." Sliding lapis to the side. "...however, we are gonna will it to change!" Hovering a arm over it, with a small gesture of demonstration , the white fluffy cloud surface of the cube shifted to a deep calming blue.

"Try imagine coloring it with your mind. Its... its just like day dreaming! You got to dream it with your eyes open." Sliding over another white wool.

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It was interesting to see how the little creature's mind worked. It was as chaotic as the shroud they wore but Asherah couldn't help but smile at the antics. It felt nice to not have everything be so robotically stiff.

When it came time to learn, her face became stern as she watched intently, trying to memorize any of the little gestures they made as the block shifted to the blue of royals, all without touching the lapis.

"Amazing." She muttered to herself, slowly reaching for the block of wool passed to her and giving it an unconscious squeeze.

"That seemed so easy for you. I would have thought there would be, I don't know, incantations? Truly amazing." She hummed, her focus now shifting to the soft block in her hands.

"Coloring it in my mind..." She repeated after her instructor, glancing from their demonstration block, the lapis, and to her own.

Finally, she repeated the wave she had observed Misc do and- nothing. She frowned at the failed attempt, took a deep breath, and tried again. This time the block turned blue, a duller shade than what Misc had produced, but it was still blue.

A smile crept on her face as she looked up at her teacher for reassurance only for the blue to disappear, her expression dropping as she looked at the block, annoyed.

"Well, we know I can kind of do it." She muttered, trying to stay positive.

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A dull pressure arise noticeable located in Asher inner temple.

"Hooray! Marvelous! I knew you can pick up quick! :D" Clapping their hands together praising.

"Once appon a time, an apprentice would have multiple dyes on them, slyly using them doing practice. When everything was removed on their person, they used their blood instead! Technically that is acceptable... as long they aren't caught! The magicians needs to keep thier tricks a secret!" Cheerfuly shairing of a ye-old class story for each students to hear.

"There are incantation but... I never memorized them..." Awnser her questiong with a slight embarrassed. "...the problem of not having possible thumbs and... its less 'suttle' cloacking things silently. I think illusion is all about steathaly when in practice. :3c " A mischievous smirk curls on them. Imbracing the nature of this magic.

"The color may not have stayed, but thats normal. :) " Patting Ashers wool with reassurance. "It's like a muscle. Over time, if you keep practicing, the image will remain longer each last attempt." Thier sleeve hold up, that anyone could only asume is a juster of a 'thumbs up' motion. A 'you can do it' encouragement.

😟 "Err.. but please don't keep constantly do it though... if you don't let you mind and body rest. You can feel fatigue or... have repercussions~" Their words trails off, figiting thier sleeves togeather.

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The student listened intently to the history lesson, it briefly crossed her mind about Misc's age. Who was older in this scenario? Still, her frustrations washed off of her with the reassurance.

"Keeping a low profile is important." She hummed, indifferent to the lack of incantations. Everyone memorizes things in their own way, and this seemed to be theirs, though doing so without the aid of words seemed more impressive than ever to her.

She nodded slowly, acknowledging that she would need to rest during this process. She could almost feel a headache already starting to form behind her temples from her first attempt at magic.

"You are a good teacher." She commented, digging her nails into the block to feel its scratchy texture.

"Have you dealt with the fatigue? I can assume since you use your illusion magic near constant from what I've seen." Her question wasn't phrased aggressive, more so curiosity to understand what kind of repercussions she would have. Especially if she were looking to use illusion magic as often as her teacher.

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They looked flustered from the compliment. Not really use being called good things about their skills. They were more use to people complaining or demanding.

Misc attention quickly turned back to her question. "Y-Yes. I dealt with fatigue multiple times." embarrassingly admits'. "I found it is easier to remain using this a black canvas mask, you see before you. Less details needed in expression and such." Head let, white smile curls as a happy eye now visible. :)

"So I can use the rest of my energy out side of myself!" They cheerfully patted their own wool, still remain deep in blue.

Their demeanor changed as they start tapping on the table, mimicking Asher's fingers. "It's only because I was spawned... defective..." Drumming out that word with difficulty. "no potential, a witch would say..." >_>

"So fret not. You will surpass me just fine." Reassuring her with a envies smile. u_u "SPEAKING OF DETAILS! :O" Attitude swiftly changes as a thought crossed their mind. Quickly scouting papers and parchment infront of them. "If you start putting illusion on objects or items, it's important to consider the different shade of colors on them!" Their full 'teacher mode' in full effect, making sure to get every detail lesson they can give to her.

"Treat each one like a piece of art! Not just one shade of blue, but OTHER shade of blues!" Upon the sheep of paper Misc holds infront of them, a dot appear on the white surface (Dot looks like just a square in minecraft world). By Misc's illusion; there where multiple small dots/squares. All evenly spaced apart, not touching. "This is what your illusion was like in beginners attempt very closed up. As you can look far away-" The small squares shrinks, more appear in the corner of the papers but shrinks down along the others in a repeated cycle. Like a moving painting, the flat paper move alive like a tech tablet. Until the movement stop, the paper blurry to read those squares, now covering mostly of the white background. "-at a far distant, it looks like a shade of light blue we seen for that brief moment." Confirming from this demonstration. "... Once you're strong enough to retain your illusion for at least half a minute, fill in the gaps. Not with lapis blue. That would only appear like spilled paint." They warned with a head tilt. "but with darker and lighter blues~" The light-blue paper shifter. The illusion of wavy curves and swirls of shade of blue and violet. The texter surface of a dyed wool. (●'◡'●)"That's where the color theories come to play. When red and yellow are so close together, we can't help but see 'orange' when it's fare away. When 'warm' and 'cool' colors are in play, it appears have texter or depth than it physical is." Eye's focuses down, generally giving advise to her. Afraid to forget this important factor on their temporarily student.

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"Defective? Well, that makes two of us." Ash averted her gaze, equally embarrassed as she looked at the floor, any speck of dust becoming the most interesting thing in the world to her.

Still, when they pulled out the paper to demonstrate, she was back to learning and gave all of her focus to Misc.

Ah, color theory. She groaned softly as a hand reached up to rub anxiously at her forehead. "Art has never been my strong suit, but I'll do my best... More of a reader and a singer than a painter."

She watched as the colors came and went on the page, trying to understand it in a way she knew. Granted, she still had time to learn, but this was not something she was looking forward to. "So if I make one color it will be flat, but others will make it dynamic." Her mind was working overtime as she tried to conceptualize the idea, but the slight headache she had from her first attempt at magic started to grow. It was time to train her brain just like any other muscle, she guessed.

"So I can't over exert myself, a blank slate is easier to cast, using multiple shades gives a more realistic effect...." She was going through her mental checklist, counting on her fingers as she listed them off.

"Oh, time limits. How long of a rest do you need after using magic?" Her eyes moved over to them, starting to look at the fine details of the illusion they had cast for reference. ".... Are you getting enough rest?"

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Misc pauses. Thinking not only about her questions but the first thing she said. Makes two of us? So... she's not prefect too? A hit of empathy crawled in their chest. But doubt push it back down. No. There's nothing wrong with this lady. Misc couldn't see it.

"Hmmm. I would say a day or two of rest would do. Usually the pain disappear by the morning after sleeping." Knowing her question was about her wellbeing in recovering scheduling. "If pushed too hard, a full week is recommended... or you'll end up breaking your mind. " A humor chuckles escape their throat. "Forgiving for asking...." Their tone became softer. "But... what makes you defective?" Eyes staring at her, waiting to read her reaction with curiosity.

[greenmutes-rp-chat]

Ash could feel a frown tug at her lips. "Well, I desire it. I have a great use for this magic and your assistance." She began to roll the

@tricksandthings

:D A big goofy grin remains on Misc's black shadow face as they bob their head nodding. "Yes yes! All correct! I knew you would understand." Complimenting her. Having the charms and the brains.

"Lets get started then! ❤" Reaching down tours the pile of books infront of them, and then.... sit on them? Folded their drapes (legs or what ever could be consider their lower limbs undeath) to be able to sit on top the stacks literature that they painstakingly brought in... just to sit on light a child on the tall stool.....

"A white wool is an excellent beginners experiment!" 🙂 Arms already reached over to one, dragging it closer. "We all know how to change color of the wool with dye..." Sliding lapis to the side. "...however, we are gonna will it to change!" Hovering a arm over it, with a small gesture of demonstration , the white fluffy cloud surface of the cube shifted to a deep calming blue.

"Try imagine coloring it with your mind. Its... its just like day dreaming! You got to dream it with your eyes open." Sliding over another white wool.

[tricksandrp]

It was interesting to see how the little creature's mind worked. It was as chaotic as the shroud they wore but Asherah couldn't help but smile at the antics. It felt nice to not have everything be so robotically stiff.

When it came time to learn, her face became stern as she watched intently, trying to memorize any of the little gestures they made as the block shifted to the blue of royals, all without touching the lapis.

"Amazing." She muttered to herself, slowly reaching for the block of wool passed to her and giving it an unconscious squeeze.

"That seemed so easy for you. I would have thought there would be, I don't know, incantations? Truly amazing." She hummed, her focus now shifting to the soft block in her hands.

"Coloring it in my mind..." She repeated after her instructor, glancing from their demonstration block, the lapis, and to her own.

Finally, she repeated the wave she had observed Misc do and- nothing. She frowned at the failed attempt, took a deep breath, and tried again. This time the block turned blue, a duller shade than what Misc had produced, but it was still blue.

A smile crept on her face as she looked up at her teacher for reassurance only for the blue to disappear, her expression dropping as she looked at the block, annoyed.

"Well, we know I can kind of do it." She muttered, trying to stay positive.

[greenmutes-rp-chat]

A dull pressure arise noticeable located in Asher inner temple.

"Hooray! Marvelous! I knew you can pick up quick! :D" Clapping their hands together praising.

"Once appon a time, an apprentice would have multiple dyes on them, slyly using them doing practice. When everything was removed on their person, they used their blood instead! Technically that is acceptable... as long they aren't caught! The magicians needs to keep thier tricks a secret!" Cheerfuly shairing of a ye-old class story for each students to hear.

"There are incantation but... I never memorized them..." Awnser her questiong with a slight embarrassed. "...the problem of not having possible thumbs and... its less 'suttle' cloacking things silently. I think illusion is all about steathaly when in practice. :3c " A mischievous smirk curls on them. Imbracing the nature of this magic.

"The color may not have stayed, but thats normal. :) " Patting Ashers wool with reassurance. "It's like a muscle. Over time, if you keep practicing, the image will remain longer each last attempt." Thier sleeve hold up, that anyone could only asume is a juster of a 'thumbs up' motion. A 'you can do it' encouragement.

😟 "Err.. but please don't keep constantly do it though... if you don't let you mind and body rest. You can feel fatigue or... have repercussions~" Their words trails off, figiting thier sleeves togeather.

[tricksandrp]

The student listened intently to the history lesson, it briefly crossed her mind about Misc's age. Who was older in this scenario? Still, her frustrations washed off of her with the reassurance.

"Keeping a low profile is important." She hummed, indifferent to the lack of incantations. Everyone memorizes things in their own way, and this seemed to be theirs, though doing so without the aid of words seemed more impressive than ever to her.

She nodded slowly, acknowledging that she would need to rest during this process. She could almost feel a headache already starting to form behind her temples from her first attempt at magic.

"You are a good teacher." She commented, digging her nails into the block to feel its scratchy texture.

"Have you dealt with the fatigue? I can assume since you use your illusion magic near constant from what I've seen." Her question wasn't phrased aggressive, more so curiosity to understand what kind of repercussions she would have. Especially if she were looking to use illusion magic as often as her teacher.

[greenmutes-rp-chat]

They looked flustered from the compliment. Not really use being called good things about their skills. They were more use to people complaining or demanding.

Misc attention quickly turned back to her question. "Y-Yes. I dealt with fatigue multiple times." embarrassingly admits'. "I found it is easier to remain using this a black canvas mask, you see before you. Less details needed in expression and such." Head let, white smile curls as a happy eye now visible. :)

"So I can use the rest of my energy out side of myself!" They cheerfully patted their own wool, still remain deep in blue.

Their demeanor changed as they start tapping on the table, mimicking Asher's fingers. "It's only because I was spawned... defective..." Drumming out that word with difficulty. "no potential, a witch would say..." >_>

"So fret not. You will surpass me just fine." Reassuring her with a envies smile. u_u "SPEAKING OF DETAILS! :O" Attitude swiftly changes as a thought crossed their mind. Quickly scouting papers and parchment infront of them. "If you start putting illusion on objects or items, it's important to consider the different shade of colors on them!" Their full 'teacher mode' in full effect, making sure to get every detail lesson they can give to her.

"Treat each one like a piece of art! Not just one shade of blue, but OTHER shade of blues!" Upon the sheep of paper Misc holds infront of them, a dot appear on the white surface (Dot looks like just a square in minecraft world). By Misc's illusion; there where multiple small dots/squares. All evenly spaced apart, not touching. "This is what your illusion was like in beginners attempt very closed up. As you can look far away-" The small squares shrinks, more appear in the corner of the papers but shrinks down along the others in a repeated cycle. Like a moving painting, the flat paper move alive like a tech tablet. Until the movement stop, the paper blurry to read those squares, now covering mostly of the white background. "-at a far distant, it looks like a shade of light blue we seen for that brief moment." Confirming from this demonstration. "... Once you're strong enough to retain your illusion for at least half a minute, fill in the gaps. Not with lapis blue. That would only appear like spilled paint." They warned with a head tilt. "but with darker and lighter blues~" The light-blue paper shifter. The illusion of wavy curves and swirls of shade of blue and violet. The texter surface of a dyed wool. (●'◡'●)"That's where the color theories come to play. When red and yellow are so close together, we can't help but see 'orange' when it's fare away. When 'warm' and 'cool' colors are in play, it appears have texter or depth than it physical is." Eye's focuses down, generally giving advise to her. Afraid to forget this important factor on their temporarily student.

[greenmutes-rp-chat]

Ash could feel a frown tug at her lips. "Well, I desire it. I have a great use for this magic and your assistance." She began to roll the

@tricksandthings

:D A big goofy grin remains on Misc's black shadow face as they bob their head nodding. "Yes yes! All correct! I knew you would understand." Complimenting her. Having the charms and the brains.

"Lets get started then! ❤" Reaching down tours the pile of books infront of them, and then.... sit on them? Folded their drapes (legs or what ever could be consider their lower limbs undeath) to be able to sit on top the stacks literature that they painstakingly brought in... just to sit on light a child on the tall stool.....

"A white wool is an excellent beginners experiment!" 🙂 Arms already reached over to one, dragging it closer. "We all know how to change color of the wool with dye..." Sliding lapis to the side. "...however, we are gonna will it to change!" Hovering a arm over it, with a small gesture of demonstration , the white fluffy cloud surface of the cube shifted to a deep calming blue.

"Try imagine coloring it with your mind. Its... its just like day dreaming! You got to dream it with your eyes open." Sliding over another white wool.

[tricksandrp]

It was interesting to see how the little creature's mind worked. It was as chaotic as the shroud they wore but Asherah couldn't help but smile at the antics. It felt nice to not have everything be so robotically stiff.

When it came time to learn, her face became stern as she watched intently, trying to memorize any of the little gestures they made as the block shifted to the blue of royals, all without touching the lapis.

"Amazing." She muttered to herself, slowly reaching for the block of wool passed to her and giving it an unconscious squeeze.

"That seemed so easy for you. I would have thought there would be, I don't know, incantations? Truly amazing." She hummed, her focus now shifting to the soft block in her hands.

"Coloring it in my mind..." She repeated after her instructor, glancing from their demonstration block, the lapis, and to her own.

Finally, she repeated the wave she had observed Misc do and- nothing. She frowned at the failed attempt, took a deep breath, and tried again. This time the block turned blue, a duller shade than what Misc had produced, but it was still blue.

A smile crept on her face as she looked up at her teacher for reassurance only for the blue to disappear, her expression dropping as she looked at the block, annoyed.

"Well, we know I can kind of do it." She muttered, trying to stay positive.

[greenmutes-rp-chat]

A dull pressure arise noticeable located in Asher inner temple.

"Hooray! Marvelous! I knew you can pick up quick! :D" Clapping their hands together praising.

"Once appon a time, an apprentice would have multiple dyes on them, slyly using them doing practice. When everything was removed on their person, they used their blood instead! Technically that is acceptable... as long they aren't caught! The magicians needs to keep thier tricks a secret!" Cheerfuly shairing of a ye-old class story for each students to hear.

"There are incantation but... I never memorized them..." Awnser her questiong with a slight embarrassed. "...the problem of not having possible thumbs and... its less 'suttle' cloacking things silently. I think illusion is all about steathaly when in practice. :3c " A mischievous smirk curls on them. Imbracing the nature of this magic.

"The color may not have stayed, but thats normal. :) " Patting Ashers wool with reassurance. "It's like a muscle. Over time, if you keep practicing, the image will remain longer each last attempt." Thier sleeve hold up, that anyone could only asume is a juster of a 'thumbs up' motion. A 'you can do it' encouragement.

😟 "Err.. but please don't keep constantly do it though... if you don't let you mind and body rest. You can feel fatigue or... have repercussions~" Their words trails off, figiting thier sleeves togeather.

[greenmutes-rp-chat]

Ash could feel a frown tug at her lips. "Well, I desire it. I have a great use for this magic and your assistance." She began to roll the

@tricksandthings

:D A big goofy grin remains on Misc's black shadow face as they bob their head nodding. "Yes yes! All correct! I knew you would understand." Complimenting her. Having the charms and the brains.

"Lets get started then! ❤" Reaching down tours the pile of books infront of them, and then.... sit on them? Folded their drapes (legs or what ever could be consider their lower limbs undeath) to be able to sit on top the stacks literature that they painstakingly brought in... just to sit on light a child on the tall stool.....

"A white wool is an excellent beginners experiment!" 🙂 Arms already reached over to one, dragging it closer. "We all know how to change color of the wool with dye..." Sliding lapis to the side. "...however, we are gonna will it to change!" Hovering a arm over it, with a small gesture of demonstration , the white fluffy cloud surface of the cube shifted to a deep calming blue.

"Try imagine coloring it with your mind. Its... its just like day dreaming! You got to dream it with your eyes open." Sliding over another white wool.

[greenmutes-rp-chat]

[ @ask-seawolf @Asher]

Shuffling along, the living pile of clothes carring stacks of books high past its head , making its way tourse a table they had propared for Asher staying by. Pre-stocked with sheets of parchment, wool clocks, vary dyes. With the last touch are the books, finnaly placing down next the table on the floor.

"Few... heavy. o~o " Misc commented, before stretching out thier sore, abnormal, limbs.

"Let the lessons begin! :D" Arm stretched with joy. "S-so... uh.... illusion..." They trailled of, loosing composer.

"It's... uh... like magic tricks.... or octopus camouflage... b-basicly it can make anything that is or is likely to be wrongly perceived or interpreted by the senses.... all dancing lights for s-show."

Loosing thier confidence as soon they focus tours the pretty Lady infront of them.

[tricksandrp]

Ash hummed softly as she watched the books be carried in. In all honesty, she would have assumed Misc to be somewhat of a chaotic teacher who would endlessly babble the tricks and techniques they had learned, having to memorize their words to keep up. She was pleasantly surprised as she settled onto the floor, a rare occurrence for her, the floor feeling odd against her scales.

"Mm, so nothing physically changes, I am still the same size and shape underneath, it's just like a cloak." She hummed to herself as she eyed the various items on the table in front of her before looking up over to her enamored teacher.

"How long have you been practicing, dear?" She offered them a soft smile, putting her elbow on the table to prop up her head.

"You seem good at what you do, I'm sure by now you are a master."

[greenmutes-rp-chat]

"Uh! Y-YES! So much similar to a cloak!!!And just as such, add more layers to appear bigger! :D " Practically hopped up from such a cleaver example comparison Ash brought. It's so fitting! Because that's basically what Misc is and dressed as such.

A question about themselves quickly brought them back to earth. "Err-... M-me? Eh... n-no.. no no. I'm no Master." ^^; Flustered, they waved that off with disbelief. Eye's glancing anywhere beside her. "... I'm... I have done it... for so long.... it... suppose to be doable... for even someone weak as me." Their word trailed off with a painful smile.

"Illusion is the least desirable choice among the Arcana. Provide no offensive support nor true physical protection. It just.... Illusion is nothing but... " Misc words start trailing off. Eyes looking down. Down to the book they have in hand....book...

"COLORS! :0" Arms stretched out with book in hand as they shouted out! Slamming the book down on the table with a page open to about colors. Dramatically quick in changing topic.

"If illusion is all about perspective, then lets understand it! The reason we can see anything is because of lights! Lights bounce off of colors. And its vissable because the lenses in our eyes. :D " Their bobble tune returned, as if nothing happened.