天宮図

in a mountain stream there is a wattled barrier built by the busy wind. yet it's only maple leaves, powerless to flow away. aff. hayato ( fe14 ) // black eagles student

[tenkyuuzu]

new muse time! i don’t know how much he needs an introduction being from a newer and more played title comparatively, but my basic ooc introduction of hayato is that he’s a prodigious mage, charm maker, and apothecary all in one with a lot of pride on the line. the surrogate heir for his tribe, his high ranking in said tribe and great likelihood to one day take it over as chieftain has led him to have a complex about his young age.

a desire to rise up to his rank but also an awareness of how his age discomforts those who depend upon him, hayato is desperate to extinguish all scraps of youth within him. despite his arrogant nature, he speaks in a formal and more mature style with his word choices and tone, and he is very secretive about anything he deems childish or has been made fun of before for including his penchant for sweets and his great fear of the dark. he can’t quite fix his physical appearance, especially when pitted next to gargantuan people, but he uh tries.

a devoted but unfortunately easy to rile up, competitive sort of person, he’s been forced to grow up quickly in more ways than one. he is [drumrolls] also a father! he’s uh. got an awkward relationship with that. i’ll save that for another day akjssjgr there’s too much to unpack there in just this one post.

i’ll be playing him as post-revelation, wherein he is following his canon ending where he travels the world to become more worldly and apparently show off some magic tricks. he may have been through a lot, but he still has a lot to learn and areas in which to grow!

...probably not his height though. 

in regards to fates’ localization vs fantranslation since i know that’s a hot topic, i have way more familiarity with the localization, but i’m going through the fantranslation as well. there’s not too much a difference in his characterization from what i can tell, though there’s a few notable differences in actions he takes in certain support conversations. i won’t bring those up probably unless a mun of someone else to whom that would apply wants to discuss what’s canon/noncanon to their dynamic in toaverse, but for now, i’m playing things by ear.

excited to be revisiting the first fe title i really fell for truly, and i hope my portrayal of hayato proves as interesting to you guys as he proves interesting to me personally! (’:

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black earth

verseandrhyme​:

With the gears in motion, the mind started to race. “Quite. Healing magic relies on encouraging the growth of what is already there, coaxing it in speed and nourishment to prompt immediate and quick recovery. I imagine if that basis has already been reached, then it might simply be a readjustment of perspective necessary to do the same with other elements. Iron exists in blood, after all and-”

And there went Hayato as the alchemist practically forced him out of the gazebo by the scruff. Mitama stared in quiet surprise only to jump as the alchemist rounded upon her next. She holds her hands up defensively and moves to exit without saying anything.

The alchemist huffs and glares at them for a while longer before rounding and returning to their still puttering cauldron. Mitama glares at their back before huffing herself and turning to look at Hayato. “Some people…I assume you are alright, yes? You would think the monastery would have more care about whom it allows upon their campus.”

…what a joke that was.

She had more pressing things to think of now. Mitama crosses her arms as she thinks. “Rhajat provided charms that provide warmth without a flame. I had assumed that this was some manipulation of our own equivalent to reason magic, stripping fire magic of its burn for only the warmth. Might it be possible to place similar charms on objects? Stripping them of some components for others?”

   “ Yes, I'm just fine, ”  he answers, still a bit bitter over the rough way he had been handled but trying to move past it now that the two of them had extricated themselves from the situation. How the alchemist's seminar was going, Hayato had no idea, but he focuses on straightening out his clothes first as he listens to Mitama's line of inquiry. It appears as if the experience did little to dampen her own curiosity, picking up from where their conversation had left off prior to them getting the boot.

“ ...I see why Rhajat is friends with you. She's always been involved in her magic, so it's relieving to see she has someone to indulge her. ”  He goes ahead and decides to believe there truly was a bond between the two girls... even he hadn't known his daughter had made such charms herself. Whenever they spoke or he had been told of her machinations, it was always some malignant curse, but this...

...It was almost like his own job for the Tribe. She was pursuing more benevolent charms, and she seemed to be doing just fine with that as well. Even without him being able to guide her fully throughout her development, somehow she had still managed to turn out a little like him in this way...

However, whatever softness his voice might have had in its gratitude is quickly extinguished as he properly meets Mitama's line of inquiry now.

“ But yes. I think you may be onto something... I've cast illusion charms on objects before, so other charms should be able to work as well. I'd like to experiment with it myself. ”

His eyes shine, his face taking on a boyish excitement with its growing grin as he considers it all. There was so much potential here...!

“ Thank you, Mitama. Going to that seminar may have not shown us what they were claiming, but it may not have been a complete waste after all. You'll be the first to hear of the charm once I've made it as thanks. ”

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Magical Misconception

constancevonnuvelle​:

“Oooh! Exquisite! Just how is it that you were able to accomplish such a thing?” Constance claps her hands together in excitement. She was very proud of herself for picking a good subject and line of inquiry. She just knew this stranger would be useful! From the very beginning! Totally! The beginning of their interaction was now completely forgotten to the former noble, along with her original project that she had put their interaction in motion.

With this information the restoration of House Nuvelle will be just within my grasp! Constance giggled to herself, thinking of all the ways she could incorporate this new form of magic into her own spells. Surely, my efforts will be recognized yet!

   “ With new spells and charms, it's a bit complicated. I've been doing it so often it's become second-nature to me, but I remember my very first new hex was founded on strong visualization and my own knowledge. ”  How long has it been since that very first charm? He ponders back through all the spells he's made, trying to think of the best way to explain his methods.

“ ...The best way to probably begin making your own spells is to start out small in what effects you wish to produce and think if there are other similar spells to base it off on. My first charm was one to create a light source that wasn't harmful— the brightness of fire or a spirit but without the burn. I combined in my mind the act of visualizing building a fire by hand with each minute detail as well as the casting of a scroll, and then I poured my own magical energies into the charm I had written. Summoning my mana from the charm paper then allowed it to become a one-use portable light. At the time, that was about all I was strong enough to do, but with my current capabilities, I could likely make it last longer. ”  

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APRIL ACTIVITY CHECK

Status: Passed Skill Points Gained: 2

Battleship Lookin Kinda Diff ( Xander ) - 604 words ➜ Mission Prompt: Any +1 ➜ Reason +1 Activity Check - Any +1 ➜ allocated to Reason +1

Skill Changes:

Reason - C ➜ C+

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grimsborken

luxichor​:

     Linoan’s eyes widen slightly at the information he accurately and concisely lays out, her momentary flash of surprise quickly masked by a cover of professionalism once more. “…Precisely that, yes. Eren, Celine, and Drayden. The latter two seem to be the current forerunners, as young Eren has appeared to fall by the wayside with flagging support.” 

     She is impressed by the amount of research he’s done, and that he already had avenues of investigation he wished to pursue. For one with no real relation to the mission, or those involved, Linoan got the sense that Hayato had something of a vested interest. For what reason, she did not know. Nor was it her place to speculate or pry.

     Regardless, the duchess had some interest of her own, past her house’s obligations. She knew well of the chaos bred from the sudden death of a ruler, and the power vacuums that arose as a result. As such, she wished to help House Marika find the most suitable heir to lead them forward in the future, and begin the process of healing for the subjects now left directionless and bereft. And so she gestures for Hayato to continue, curious to hear of what he has gleaned.

     “Please, go ahead. I’ve heard certain whispers surrounding the young lordlings, but I would also hear of your thoughts on the matter.”

  “ Excellent. ”  It's a relief to find out that his peer is willing to heed his counsel. After all, he was only brought along out of his own desire. This wasn't his mission, and so Linoan would logistically have the final call in all they do, but Hayato still couldn't rest on his laurels.

He had come here for a reason, and he intended to see it through.

“ Of course, we have been given reports that Eren is dabbling in dark magic of some kind. I would like to investigate that properly, naturally, but I do not wish to neglect the monster attack itself. ”  Hayato's tone takes on a stern quality, grave as he continues,  “ In my experience, swift and sudden monster attacks like those are the direct result of dark magic. 

“ ...Either way, I intend to go to House Marika's estate, but there may be reports from some townspeople if the monster was allowed to run amok afterwards. ”

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black earth

verseandrhyme​:

The cards that Hayato produces in place of a weapon are…distantly familiar. The sort of thing that rings in the back of your mind that you might have seen in passing but never had practice with. It does not look like the scrolls that Rhajat scribes her charms upon, nor the pieces of paper Mitama writes her haikus upon with careful strokes.

And yet the paper rings some kind of familiarity…Hoshidan, certainly, but outside of Mitama’s realm of knowledge. She stays silent as the alchemist steps up proudly and plucks the paper away with confidence. Hayato seems certain enough that surely it is not this simple.

And in the end, she is correct. The paper that is returned is not gold, but light pink. Mitama hums thoughtfully as she looks it over. “Ah, so it is all a sham.” She concludes. Surely for something like this to be true, a potion would needs be far stronger than anything that bubbled within the alchemist’s cauldron.

Mitama steps closer to examine the potion closer. There certainly is…something in there. “A potion then simply for the volatile effect?” She guesses. That certainly would not need to be very strong.

The alchemist continues spluttering and seething in response to the unconcerned demeanor from the Hoshidan duo. Mitama sighs and shakes her head. “Rather disappointing…I was hoping for something of interest…although…”

The premise was still there. The idea a fledgling thing that now pricked at her mind. The execution was lacking and disappointing, but perhaps at more capable hands, execution might bear fruit.

“If potions are still lacking, what of charms?” She asks, turning back to Hayato. “They are a magic relatively specific to Hoshido, no? Might their usage lead to unexpected results?”

    “ An interesting idea, ”  Hayato replies, considering it. There was already magic used to heal people which in itself altered the very flesh of people, so it was certainly not too far-fetched a concept.  “ If it's all concentrated in transformation, then the only major hurdle I'd have to account for would be making sure it's both safe and stable... I can't imagine it being easy to maint— ”

“ AHEM! ”  The alchemist clears their throat, not exactly enthused to be having the two just standing up there pondering how to do their craft better than them.  “ I won't stand for you two's impudent behavior. Now SHOO! ”

Having forgotten the alchemist's presence at all for a moment, the diviner is caught off guard as he's forcibly shoved out of the gazebo with a sharp glare.  “ Hey! H-Hands off! I can walk myself, thank you very much. ”

“ You too, young lady, ”  the alchemist now turns to Mitama.  “ BEGONE! ”

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where the river god splits

razurite​:

the water ruptures. the surface of the lake suddenly presses against itself until something in the illusion shatters when salem casts a spell preemptively against whatever threatens to emerge. but doesn’t. their arm is held up in defense, shigure’s boot half-settled into their stirrup when the lake seems to settle. their heart beats against their ribcage, sky knight half-hesitant as they watch the waters for any further signs of change. “perhaps that was it?” they offer, brows knitted together.

they are no mage, so any further speculation is hidden behind a small, albeit uncertain smile. what more could they offer beside that there were odd, but ancient magics at work here? stating the obvious was for people like, well.

kana.

tightening the leather rein in their hand, the suggestion of potentially making a tactful retreat before they further entertain forces that they are unfamiliar with is barely even thought of before the water begins to bubble from the corner of their eye.

freed of their apparent trappings, the waves retreat to the center of the lake and coalesce upward. the water reaches higher and higher before, abruptly, the tower collapses and, at once, the water clouds with a dark ichor, miming the sludge that had been expelled only a short few seconds before. then, it falls still again: as uninterrupted as the lake had been prior to their arrival and prior to their interference. the once-clear waters are cloudy and, tempted as they are to see if the water still truly is just water, mired in a deep violet. the lake moves no more, even as the wind blows as breezily past them as if the three of them were preparing for an afternoon picnic.

“i—” lips part, but what comes out is not an answer but thinly veiled contempt as shigure turns their attention toward the others.

“do you think that these professors of ours think even just once before they assign us these missions? just?” an incredulous gasp or sigh, they haven’t decided which. “just once?”

they hardly notice the golden light gleaming at the center of the pool.

@tenkyuuzu!

    “ Firsthand experience is better than dawdling— ”  Hayato begins to reply earnestly but his words are cut off by the glint of gold that peeks out. The diviner throws his hand out, index finger pointed towards the light.

“ Over there!! ”

The thin pillar of light swivels as the surface of the lake is breached, its once calm waters disturbed by huge waves stirred by the large creature that rises. It is gargantuan, eyes gleaming that gold that was seen before with a hide of thick exoskeleton rounded off with sharp claws and rows of even sharper teeth.

When it rises to its full height, the waves of the lake have already crashed and swept the three that stood beside it earlier, throwing Hayato off his balance.

The creature lets out a mighty roar ( and Hayato lets out a startled yelp drowned out by it ) : who dares disturbs its slumber?  // @extenebris​

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baby it’s (so) cold outside

windsheedme​:

“Got it.” Merric smiles warmly as he gets off his horse, binding it right beside Hayato’s mount. If there is something he truly admires the Officer’s Academy for, it’s getting him accustomed properly to horse-riding, something Altea and her knights wasted several fruitless years on. (Perhaps skipping the harassment and not treating him like a lost cause from the word go had something to do with it, as his mind can’t help but add, but that is irrelevant for now.)

As he had hoped, the wind is much more manageable when they are shielded by the trees. Faerghus’ abundance of conifers means the forests aren’t naked even during the winter, and they continue to provide protection from the worst of the winter breath.

It’s still cold, but at least he doesn’t need to cough or feel like his words are being pushed back into his throat as he speaks.

“I know a thing or two about various herbs as well, though I wouldn’t exactly call myself a specialist,” he says with a light smile, glancing around. “During my studies in my homeland I did have herbology classes, so I knew enough to treat mild illnesses and pain and whatnot, but, well… it wasn’t my main field, and I’ve also found that there are plenty of plants that exist here but not in Archanea, and vice versa.”

He keeps glancing around as he speaks. So far they have not found much of interest, but they have not yet ventured very deep. It seems like they still have a moment; and so he returns to the conversation, looking at Hayato. At least chatting about the more pleasant and interesting things directs their attention away from the temperature.

“What about you, if it’s okay to ask? Were you taught about herbs, or is it your personal interest?”

   “ Oh? ”  Hayato shifts his appraisal of the man, mind already forming a more concrete judgment of him.  “ Then I am pleased to have you in my company today. No doubt our foraging and sketching will prove more successful with two knowledgeable people in our ranks. ”

In spite of the heavy weight on his back, Hayato finds himself with no trouble keeping up with his escort, also looking around the environment for any plant of interest. It was quite the open-ended assignment, documenting anything that might exist here, but not one so daunting as to bother the diviner as he continued on their trek, constant movement in their legs used to ensure he never felt too cold in spite of the climate.

“ It is a matter of necessity, ”  Hayato answers the question tossed his way, not letting it fully distract him from their objective.  “ I assist in stocking and maintaining my tribe's medicine stores as part of my duties of protecting my people. It's a duty I undertook when I was young, keeping it in my list of responsibilities always. In times of war and illness, you can never be too prepared, so always refining my craft is vital to ensuring we'll weather through any disaster that comes our way. ”

It's all stated matter-of-factly, but Hayato would be lying to himself if he outright said it wasn't something he took personal pride in as well. To be depended upon was one of the best things to be, especially when one had as uphill a battle as he to prove to others he was not as irresponsible as his youth might suggest.

“ Aha. That’s an interesting looking specimen over there, ”  Hayato’s eyes gleam as he notices an almost ethereal looking flower with strangely-shaped leaves off to the side.  “ Let us take a closer look. ”

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BUSTED - rhajat & hayato

tenayalla​:

          “   we can talk without this spell.   ”   to say that she was uncomfortable staying in one place would be lowest on the scale of emotions sounding off within her head.  nothing could overpower the sheer embarrassment of being frozen in place by her father, of all people.  truth be told, she’d react as angrily if it had been a friend, but seeing their frowns wouldn’t be as awful as having to stare at her father’s.

          the student’s coughing causes her eye to twitch but she withholds any groan or sigh that would have been let out on instinct.  though hayato refusing to lift the spell almost causes her to break her patience.

          but she stays silent and takes his words with only a dull glare.   “   if i am a grown woman then why are you the one getting reports on my behavior.  if they wish to speak on their opinions of me, then have them come to me!  besides you stand unaware of anything that those students might have done to receive my anger.   ”   rhajat does not show the hurt that his words strike her with.  instead, she does as she has taught herself to, and unfolds the guilt into frustration, the frustration into neutrality.

          and it easily   (   pathetically   )   falters at the mention of corrin.  of course she knew of corrin’s place here.  though hayato’s question proposes that she, too, might be going through a similar problem as mitama.  unlikely, though, the lady is married and someone who expresses obviously that they’re married.  still…

          “   corrin?! i… n-no, of course not!  this has nothing to do with her. why would you,   ”   she stops herself, gathering her senses and composing herself before setting her expression back into one that’s unimpressed.  disappointed, even.   “   my arrival here was only on a childish impulse.  and coming here to immediately be told that a friend of mine is the subject of others and their foolish attempts at her heart was quite the joy, i suppose.  i am only doing as i must.   ”

          (   if she was to add on and say that the thrill of cursing others has yet to leave her mind, even through the year she’s spent idling and maturing after the war, then hayato’s reaction would be far from pleasant.  so she holds her tongue.  again.   )

          rhajat smiles, awfully sweet.  unfortunate that such a smile doesn’t look natural on her face.   “   there!  we’ve spoken, as you’ve asked.  now, lift the spell.  you’ll never see me or my… problem solving skills again if it means that i can leave.   ”

for @tenkyuuzu​

   “ I clearly remember you just a moment ago telling me how ‘we don't need to talk.’ If this hex wasn't up, you wouldn't even be talking to me right now, Rhajat, ”  Hayato huffs, unwilling to budge.  “ I'll release you from it in due time. I'm not so interested in standing here forever either. ”

He hears the coughing student manage to struggle his way into rushing out for some solution though there would be little. Hayato gives nothing more than a cursory glance to him, just glad he's gone and they no longer had an audience.

He listens to Rhajat's counter, giving her his full attention even as he folds his arms across his chest, doing his best to look as imposing as he can whilst still being unable to fully meet her height much less tower over her.

“ You're doing this... because your friend is being hit on? ”  He couldn't fathom caring this deeply about someone else's love life that wasn’t connected to his own, much less seeing it as his duty to ward off potential suitors, but he can tell his daughter's dead serious about the topic, so he simply heaves a sigh.  “ Rhajat, who do you think told me about what you're doing? Hardly anyone here even knows we're related, much less that I'm your father. ”

He hadn't even bothered mentioning it to the admissions board, and he doubts she would have either with neither of them aware of one another's presence at the academy. The story Rhajat tells him suggests no time for her to have made new friends either, and there were few if any people present at the monastery currently who would both potentially be Rhajat's friend as well as someone who would know to report to him.

“ Does your friend even want this of you? If you wish to use your magic to help protect her, there are other ways to go about it. ”  It was literally his field of expertise even, not that he supposes his daughter would know. He hadn't had the time to teach her his charm making, to pass that knowledge on... and even if she knew, this would hardly be the time to offer the opportunity to learn underneath him, not when he's lecturing her.

She's not having fun, and telling her to spend more time with him wasn't exactly the best selling idea in times like these. Hayato knows this, yet he still says:

“ And Rhajat, I don't want to never see you again. You're my daughter. ”  The fact she would even suggest as such as some kind of boon to him, something worth parleying with him in this moment, stings. Though they had smoothed over one issue in the past, perhaps he hadn’t given Rhajat enough reason to believe he cared for her. This was hardly helping.

His voice drops its edge, resignation to his failures marring his face in a moue of disappointment.  “ ...I just want you to stay out of trouble and get along with your friends, not be sending them to me to complain about your behavior. ”

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into the shadows

lilactippedlillies​:

Lyon nods at the response. Good. At least he could help the other mage in some capacity. He wasn’t too sure of himself and any assistance he could provide. But hey, if someone wished to know about dark magic, there was so much he could offer. He thought back to Hayato’s initial statement about his daughter.

“I’m sure you could learn it,” Lyon remarks politely. But, of course. Anyone who was that willing and already had a talent for magic could surely pick it up. And if the mage had more questions, Lyon would be eager to help. 

It must be nice to do something for family, Lyon thought. He really had no one to speak of, not after his father passed on. That was still something he was processing…. Grief seemed to follow him everywhere like a blood stain. 

Lyon wants to laugh at the next question. Why that? Anything but that. He had struggled with the same question very much himself upon coming to the academy, but endless nights of researched availed him. No, there was no answer. He thought back wistfully to his time in Grado, researching solutions frantically to save his kingdom. It had never meant to be like this. Yes, he knew necromancy but that wasn’t an answer. It was difficult to not be overwhelmed by bitterness. 

“You can never… truly create new life with dark magic.” Lyon broke off any sort of eye contact, suddenly finding the corner of the room infinitely more interesting. “It will only bring pain. The dead never come back.” He should know that better than anyone else. 

   “ So I was right... ”  Hayato's voice becomes more somber. He doesn't quite notice the avoidant way Lyon looks away, nor does he pick up on the shift to discomfort he has caused by asking such a question. All he feels is the magic through his veins and fingers, creating the chaotic backdrop to their words.

“ It hadn't occurred to me that the dead could not be resurrected, but I am not surprised. ”  If it were possible, surely the hearts of mourning humans were desperate enough to work on it, dedicate their very lives to it, and have unlocked the secrets to such necromancy long before now.

But perhaps he only finds comfort in this answer because he didn't want to think about how callous he might have seemed for not pursuing the reversal of death himself all this time.

“ ...To explain, my daughter tried to create new life with dark magic a year ago. It went horribly wrong. They all were nothing more than mindless husks trying to kill her. ”  Hayato's magic becomes fiercer in the background as he regales this, demolishing the dummy put out before them with sharp gales of wind.  “ ...I merely wished to know if she could have been successful in creating more, or if I was right to be horrified at what I had seen. I feel more at ease hearing your thoughts on the matter now. ”

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black earth

verseandrhyme​:

MItama hums thoughtfully in response to his assessment. “I had not considered the possibility of an illusion.” She confesses quietly. It would certainly make things simpler. An illusion would be easy enough to disguise within the bubbling, ever moving flow of the cauldron so that one might not catch trace of it being placed.

Hayato is a formidable mage in his own right. Mitama is well aware of this, though the intricacies of the wind tribe are lost to her. (Azama had unsurprisingly had a peculiar selection of subjects in which he thought it worth it for her to be educated in.) Rhajat has always proven to be an excellent resource in all forms of magic, wielding a wellspring of curses at her finger tips with ease. She wonders if Rhajat got that from Hayato, or if that was the first of many divergences.

Whatever he is about to hypothesis is lost as a sudden loud voice interjects its way into their conversation.

Mitama jumps and turns back to the presenter. “Ah, our apologies, we-” do  not seem to have their interest beyond becoming unwilling participants to this display. Mitama frowns and looks over at Hayato. “You do not happen to have anything to provide them, do you?” She does not carry any weapons or iron tools on her, though she would not wish to simply hand them over even if she did.

Questions though…questions she could provide in ample amount. Mitama crosses her arms. “You claim it as a form of magic, yes? If so, what spells does it require? What incantation or charm is in place to prompt the transformation?”

The charlatan laughs and claps their hands together. “Magic in nature yes, but not what you would expect from your limited understanding” Mitama’s eyebrow twitches. “of magic forms. But this right here.” They slap the side of the cauldron, which shakes and rolls with its foamy substance even fiercer than before in response. Mitama eyes it warily. “It is about the elements. The compounds. The minute little bits and bobs that make up everything on a far greater scale. Different in composition things might be, if you break it down to the core essence, anything can become anything.”

     At Mitama's question on what items he possessed, Hayato shakes his head. He too did not carry any weapons on him of metal, and the only item he could think to use was the white cards he had collected from Orochi...

...Wait! Actually, that might be precisely what he needed in a situation like this!

Pulling out the royal court cards from his belongings, he holds one up.  “ You've already shown us that you can turn iron to gold, but can you show us that you can turn paper to gold as well? ”

At this, the alchemist snorts derisively.  “ Child's play! Watch as this doesn't even turn the slightest bit soggy! ”

And so they take it from Hayato's grasp, going through the exact same process as before with the dagger. However, when the card is lifted up and out of the bubbling cauldron, it is not gold as the crowd anticipates.

It's a light pink.

“ You!! ”  the alchemist turns on Hayato.  “ What's the meaning of this?! What is this paper?! ”

To this, Hayato stands there, smirking and without repentance.  “ It's a card used in the Hoshidan royal courts by their top mages. It's resistant to any effects, only able to gauge how potent a mixture is. If you dip it into a potion, it will become redder the more potent the potion. If your magic is truly able to change the very composition of something, then it must be very strong, no? But we all see the card. ”

And the cards do not lie.

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test of trust

ofdusk​:

Hayato’s warning falls on uncaring ears. At this point, she is more than willing to walk away from this concussed if it means calling this little experiment victorious.

And it’s an appropriately bizarre feeling–to watch the other so clearly summon something and to know it is hitting her, even when she feels nothing but dull thudding against her shield to account for it.

The rabbit’s assault ends, and Corrin is left fanning away the smoke between them. She longs to transform–to sink her teeth into this funky little bubble of armor and see what kind of damage she can do to it–but that desire has yet to outweigh wanting to play witness to the changes in Hayato’s strength since last they had met.

“Nothing!” That same call as the fog clears. “There’s no way this thing is actually invincible, right?”

   “ Not if I have anything to say about it! ”  Hayato calls back, such failures only making him more and more determined. His final scroll from home is pulled out and sent into the air yet again, summoning a bright blue apparition forward at full blast. The long body of the Dragon Spirit snakes around, using its full might to pierce the bubble shield. It was a risky manuever, given how if the armor did break beneath Hayato's magic, then it would be particularly potent again Corrin's body.

After all, the Dragon Spirit was a spell you only unleashed when you wanted to destroy another dragon in particular.

But the shield holds strong. He doesn't even have to be told by Corrin to know it. If that spell had properly landed, Corrin wouldn't even be standing right now.

“ One last spell: this one is one I picked up in my travels. It's a spell that negates any defenses entirely. If any magic is going to be able to break through that shield, it's this one. ”

Stashing away all of his scrolls, Hayato goes without any implements at all this time, concentrating the mana that flows through his body until he summons the vision of the moon above Corrin's head. It shines in its celestial brilliance, a surreal sight out in broad daylight as they are, before it collapses into a dark hole that threatens Corrin and sucks her right in.

[tenkyuuzu]

Magical Misconception

constancevonnuvelle​:

Constance stepped back in surprise slightly as the spell exploded midair. Of all the things that she had considered being the reason, that had certainly not been one of them. Her spells had never misfired in such an… unfortunate matter. She didn’t even know that could happen. Wait, COULD that happen to her? She doesn’t typically miscast her spells, she just misses, so it’s entirely possible it could if done incorrectly correctly…

Constance shook her head to try to recentre her thoughts on the current moment. Now was not the time to be attempting to blow yourself up in the name of science. She has a reputation to maintain! Also the cafeteria is probably flammable, or whatever. Who cares, it’s unimportant.

“That… is an understandably unfavorable outcome… Although it could potentially be used to one’s advantage if they were to swap a malfunctioning spell with that of the enemy’s current stock…” Constance mumbles that last part, not fully aware that she said her plans of sabotage out loud. The mindset of Abyss sometimes slips into her train of thought like that. “You are clearly skilled in the memorization of these symbols, have you ever attempted to create your own?”

   “ Yes! ”  Hayato preens at her question. He stashes away Constance's mumbling musings, considering it for his own tactics one day down the line but the window of opportunity to discuss it at length with her has already passed with the birth of her new line of inquiry.

Though somewhat successful at keeping his voice level and mature thus far, his pride bleeds in as he answers:

“ I am employed specifically with the task of inventing new spells and charms for the good of my tribe. From the moment I began to learn magic, it has always been an interest of mine. My arsenal of invented hexes tend to vary from protection charms to some rather malignant curses. ”

[tenkyuuzu]

BUSTED - rhajat & hayato

tenayalla​:​

          the dust in her hand is crushed as she closes her fist, her voice naught but a hushed whisper, the length of her words and spaces in her statements assessed as an incantation.  one she’s used for many fools in her past; shiro, most definitely being on the receiving end of this curse many, many times.  the name of this student though is not shiro, nor is he a rough looking guy in appearance, but his seat was one of the closer ones to mitama’s and that, in itself, was enough to gather a reason behind this.

          “   your life will be hell from now on, muahahaHAHAAHA—   ”   but her laughter is, unfortunately cut off just as the curse sinks into the student   —   his previous line of conversation being struck with an odd fit of coughing.  the quick steps of someone followed by a certain voice causing the laugh to stick in rhajat’s throat.  she looks over her shoulder and immediately regrets not using those few seconds to retreat.  if it had been a faculty member, she could simply curse them out of her sight.  but not… her father.

          rhajat’s reaction is instant; shoulders rising as she freezes in place, hands close to her as she stares, almost bewildered.   “   no! leave me alone!   ”   unable to say father although the man running after her is definitely hayato and not some weird guy that looks like him.  rhajat takes a step back, an attempt to run away, and doesn’t move.  her…

          wait.  why… why isn’t she…?

          “   f-father, what did you do?!  if you don’t let me out i’ll… damn this, why can’t i move?   ”   the frightened expression she wears only lasts for a few seconds before it disappears and a scowl pulls at her lips.   “   no, we don’t need to talk.  let me out!  lift this spell, dammit!   ”

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   “ It's an incantation that immobilizes you so long as I remain close to you. It should also prevent you from being able to use any magic as well. ”  Though Hayato can't say he appreciated Azama using this exact same curse on him once before, it was that mortifying experience that allowed him to research it and be able to replicate it now.

...He still wasn't going to thank the man though. He'd rather die than show Azama of all people gratitude.

Hayato turns to look at the poor schmuck that was in a coughing fit, considering for a moment helping him before rolling his eyes and turning back to Rhajat. Healing him would just free Rhajat from the hex. He can't let that happen, not yet. He'd just have to deal with a wet cough as their delightful conversational backdrop.

Maybe Rhajat would even regret placing that curse now that she had to deal with hearing it.

“ I will not be lifting this spell— not until after we speak, ”  he reiterates, voice and face severe.  “ I've been letting you do what you wish in your free time, but I can no longer approve if you are using that time to curse the other students. I do not wish to hover around you, but I should not have to be getting reports on your behavior and being told you are one step away from detention! You're a grown woman, Rhajat, so act like it! ” 

Hayato releases a deep sigh, rubbing the crease forming between his brows.  “ What on earth could even be compelling you to be doing this here? You just arrived, Rhajat! Is this some nonsense about Corrin again?! ”

[tenkyuuzu]

BUSTED

   “ Oh no you don't! ”  After running around the monastery, Hayato finds his daughter at last and true to his fears, she was in the middle of casting a curse from what he could tell. So Mitama was right!!

There wasn't much time, not likely enough to be able to save her intended victim, but even if they had to let that sacrifice occur, he could still ensure that he and Rhajat could have a good, proper chat.

Preparing his own incantation, he releases it right as he gets within arm's reach of her. He doesn't reach out himself because he knows he doesn't have to. She won't be able to get away so long as he remains this close to her.

“ Rhajat! The two of us need to talk! Now! ”    // @tenayalla​

[tenkyuuzu]

budget thronecoming

Mission Task Board: With the Ethereal Ball just around the corner, it’s high time that you start getting your ballroom attire in order. Naturally, wealthy students have long made it a tradition to visit nearby fabric shops with friends so that they can get a custom piece in time for the event. However, with more and more students of humble backgrounds attending, a few new shops have popped up recently selling ready-made outfits for everyone to try on.  // @dragon-kiddos​

     Hayato squints when he sees a somewhat familiarish head of unkempt hair as white as snow, little pointed ears peeking to the sides of it. Though not adorned in the very unique armor he and his mother wore, he was still unmistakeably the person Hayato recognized him as.

Damn, what was it that Corrin named her son again...? Ka...? Was it a Hoshidan name? Or more Nohrian in style? Her husband was Nohrian royalty so it probably was the latter... something to keep with his tastes and her actual upbringing rather than her origin.

Not that Rhajat was exactly the most Hoshidan name in existence either.

“ You! ”  he decides instead, too aggravated to keep trying figuring out a name that he clearly couldn't recall. He lays his hand on the boy's shoulder, silently urging him to turn around with that gesture. The two stand in a new boutique, suits of all kinds surrounding them.  “ I cannot say I expected to run into you here. Are you lost? Or did your mother send you here? ”

Hardly the type of store meant for her, given how the salespeople were trying to reel in men to the store, but who's to say Hayato understands the princess's tastes? He hardly understands this shop to begin with, unsettled by all the garments around him.

[tenkyuuzu]

@verseandrhyme​ sent:  "Hayato." With the man's attention captured, Mitama waits until a few nearby students pass on before speaking up. She does not know how the others whose parents have arrived are handling the knowledge of their relationships, but far be it from Mitama to reveal Rhajat's parentage to the student body if the two are not informing others themselves.

"You may wish to remind Rhajat of certain social niceties." Her words are carefully chosen, but she is certain the other will pick up on her meaning. "Considering we are attending an Academy run by a Church, they might not look fondly on her curses finding their way onto other students."

It had only been Ophelia thus far, but in Mitama's experience it was best to nip Rhajat's attempts in the bud before they escalated too far.

  “ She's doing this AGAIN?! ”  Hayato remembers where they are, instantly regretful of his outburst but how else was he supposed to react when being told his daughter was terrorizing the other students? At least, he assumes she already has if he's being told to intervene.

These two were friends after all, right? Unless Rhajat was doing so poorly at socializing that she was now turning her own friends against her?!?

In any case, he regains his composure and clears his throat.

“ Ahem. Y-Yes, I'll keep that in mind. Thank you for letting me know... I shall be sure to have a productive, thorough talk with her later... ”