[ Positive outlets like he was working on when she had a fit at him? Sigh2.0 ]
Magic is limitless. It is will-driven. It is a part of you, like a limb. You can use your hand to make a fist and hurt someone, or you can use it to soothe. Magic is the same.
All healing where I am from is done with magic. We do not use technology. Most of the potions I make are aimed at healing or wellness; there are two witches working in medical at the moment.
I remember my grandmother mentioning a manner to ease the pain of a woman in childbed with it. But that was long ago. I am most interested in that sort of thing.
I know that if I wish it to rain, I can make it do so. Or conjure a fog. I can curse someone, and they will die, if I wish. My mother never taught me to divine and influence the future, but my grandmother and she spoke of that, too while I was young.
I had thought myself alone. It is somewhat of a comfort.
It's likely you are a witch, and that your power comes primarily from being born thus, with your heritage being incidental. [ He's never heard of nymphs having full-blown magical ability, not even ones whose blood hasn't been diluted with humanity. ] There have always been witches and wizards in Albion. Before Merlin, before dictatorships and monarchies, before Rome introduced their god. We've been slaughtered, persecuted, demonized, and driven into hiding.
[ By you and yours, he doesn't type, but the sentiment lingers there, palpable. What sympathy he might have for her plight is significantly countered by her being a flagship of that world. ]
( that word makes her wince and cringe visibly on her end. )
Or hiding in plain sight, I suppose. My grandmother's line is of Burgundy. She was put on trial for it not once but twice. And when my Uncle George accused my mother, my father had him drowned in a barrel of wine.
I.. I know. That being mainly a result of the Church, is it not? The same reason I have been frightened to say aught of it. They do not tell us what manner of people the accused are.
It might not seem like much, but I do not support the mistreatment of any person, by the Church or any monarch.
( yeah, it's extremely palpable. and she can't be offended by something that is basically true; only basically, because what she's just said is also the truth. her ancestors and some of her immediate relatives might have been terribly people. the church she has been raised within might be a terribly organization; but she might hope that those things do not make her a horrible person by association. )
[ Severus is not incapable of being tolerant of - even liking - aristocrats and royalty; from Malfoys to elves, even faux Cardinals. His rejection of Elizabeth's inquiry about her lover, for immediate example, is about the fact that Cesare has been amicable with him and Elizabeth hasn't. Not many people bother being kind to Severus, especially not on first swing. It grants an awful lot of traction, perhaps more than it should.
Conversely, he's one of the most grudging bastards to ever live. ]
With or without your support, such things soldier on eternally.
You are right. People are what they are, and think as they think. It will not change. And my words mean naught.
( her mother is a prime example of this. all she cares about his having a crown on her head. no matter if she must step upon the heads of her own children. quite literally, in some cases. )
Because I have only ever seen my mother use her own abilities to kill. And once, I helped her. After the murder of my brother Edward, we cursed the line of his murderer. From what Ilde has told me, it was Henry Tudor. Whom she says I will marry.
I have cursed my own child. That is my own sin and shame. I will die with it. But I will never do the like again.
[ Severus might be inclined to tell someone else about the power to change things, but-- he knows who she is, he knows where the Anglican church comes from, he knows how much value words from a monarch have.
Meanwhile: Smooth way to ensure the absolute horror of Henry the VIII's reign, Elizabeth. Yikes. ]
Well, there's lesson one. Don't curse anything you can't bloody see past.
I would be amenable to letting you try out learning how to make the simpler potions I prescribe. It requires innate magic, subtle and precise. No ridiculous shows of power.
( there will be no such horror. with her granddaughter's presence onboard making it rather impossible to speak of without undue awkwardness, she will not say so. but he and his horrible eldest daughter shall not be able to exist in order to become sources of horror stories. )
Yes, I know. And I will not attempt to curse anyone again while I live.
I would be most glad to learn how to make them. It might take time. Control is something I have naught of in such matters.
You aren't blowing things up when you shake your hand too hard, you have plenty of control. It's moderation and deliberation with intent you have to learn.
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Magic is limitless. It is will-driven. It is a part of you, like a limb. You can use your hand to make a fist and hurt someone, or you can use it to soothe. Magic is the same.
Do you remember at all what I do?
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Yes. Believe it or not, sir, I am sorry for my conduct then. Are descendants of nymphs like my mother's family common?
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Not common, but not unheard of, either.
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I know that if I wish it to rain, I can make it do so. Or conjure a fog. I can curse someone, and they will die, if I wish. My mother never taught me to divine and influence the future, but my grandmother and she spoke of that, too while I was young.
I had thought myself alone. It is somewhat of a comfort.
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[ By you and yours, he doesn't type, but the sentiment lingers there, palpable. What sympathy he might have for her plight is significantly countered by her being a flagship of that world. ]
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Or hiding in plain sight, I suppose. My grandmother's line is of Burgundy. She was put on trial for it not once but twice. And when my Uncle George accused my mother, my father had him drowned in a barrel of wine.
I.. I know. That being mainly a result of the Church, is it not? The same reason I have been frightened to say aught of it. They do not tell us what manner of people the accused are.
It might not seem like much, but I do not support the mistreatment of any person, by the Church or any monarch.
( yeah, it's extremely palpable. and she can't be offended by something that is basically true; only basically, because what she's just said is also the truth. her ancestors and some of her immediate relatives might have been terribly people. the church she has been raised within might be a terribly organization; but she might hope that those things do not make her a horrible person by association. )
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Conversely, he's one of the most grudging bastards to ever live. ]
With or without your support, such things soldier on eternally.
Why are you afraid of hurting people?
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( her mother is a prime example of this. all she cares about his having a crown on her head. no matter if she must step upon the heads of her own children. quite literally, in some cases. )
Because I have only ever seen my mother use her own abilities to kill. And once, I helped her. After the murder of my brother Edward, we cursed the line of his murderer. From what Ilde has told me, it was Henry Tudor. Whom she says I will marry.
I have cursed my own child. That is my own sin and shame. I will die with it. But I will never do the like again.
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Meanwhile: Smooth way to ensure the absolute horror of Henry the VIII's reign, Elizabeth. Yikes. ]
Well, there's lesson one. Don't curse anything you can't bloody see past.
I would be amenable to letting you try out learning how to make the simpler potions I prescribe. It requires innate magic, subtle and precise. No ridiculous shows of power.
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Yes, I know. And I will not attempt to curse anyone again while I live.
I would be most glad to learn how to make them. It might take time. Control is something I have naught of in such matters.
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( she doesn't have such confidence in herself. not yet. that will come in time and with practice. )
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[ aka 'would be soonish but everyone's going to get the fucking space plague' so actually like in a month from this backdated time la de da' ]
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