[Open RP] "Expecto Anima. EXPECTO ANIMA. EXPECTO! ANIMA!"

[weaponized-love.livejournal.com]

Keenan Caine stands in an empty practice room, the door open, screams of "EXPECTO ANIMA!" and "EXPECTO ANIMUS!" ringing through the halls.

He brings to mind his memories of his 3 Intimacy 3 Trust relationship - as short as it is - with Primavera to his mind, and tries to manifest it, yet again. "EXPECTO... ANIMA!"

A brief flicker, a small gun, flickers before him, bright green, the color of mint chip ice cream; but then it fades.

He slumps down a little. "Fuck. Is it because I'm not Anchored?"

(OOC: Anyone interested in weird, unusual dueling magic and crack pairings should come on down!)

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[magismagus.livejournal.com]

"The words. Are Expecto Patronum. And what you need is more concentration and less violent determination." Gellert is sitting on a cushion on a wooden chair. His voice is mild and more kindly smiling than his words.

[weaponized-love.livejournal.com]

He considers this for a second.

"That's... huh. Workin' on makin' a variant, but what the hell... Master the rules a'fore breakin' em, that's what Anna always said..."

He took a deep breath summoned his happiest thoughts. Groping Mulan... "Happy, not heh-heh, Kay Cee," he grumbled. Telling Sara that he didn't love her for much needed Trauma Relief, but that he could and would try to. That should do.

"Expecto Patronum...!" he says - and the shimmering form of a stallion had enough time to trot to his side before fading away.

"Innerestin," he said, with a grim smile. "And it might work... against something using fear." He sighed. "But that ain't enough, sir. I need a way to come at something from any angle. Are you one of the instructors here?"

[magismagus.livejournal.com]

Though Gellert is too well-versed in Occlumency to reveal it, he is inclined to amazement at the young man's ability to cast a Patronus Charm the very first time he tried, especially with his prior simple shouting into the open room.

"Fine horse you have there," he says mildly. "As you are so adept at learning, perhaps Protego would better suit your need - a general spell of protection and shielding? I am, in fact, not one of the professors here. But..."

His eyes twinkle, "I have a long history of practical experience."

[weaponized-love.livejournal.com]

He shakes his head. "What I need is offensive magic against creatures of Nightmare - and other things that try to make you lose your waking head by trapping you in dream. From whaddi hear, the Shieldin' Charm's more for when you try to get whacked while awake. I thought I had escaped the nastiest of it, but, well, Baby Sun seems just a tad too much like mine enemies for comfort."

[magismagus.livejournal.com]

"There are protective spells - wards. You can hardly perform offensive magic while asleep. But you can pre-set defensive magic that prevent any from attacking you - physically or psychically while you sleep." This was delivered much more blandly.

[weaponized-love.livejournal.com]

"That... would help," he sighs. "Sorry bout that. I'm just used to fightin' a certian way, BY dreaming, with the help of a bit of Muggle hocus-pocus in the form of technological artifact."

[magismagus.livejournal.com]

Gellert is interested, despite the Muggle comment.

"You fight when you are asleep, or you prepare to fight when you are asleep? I have not heard of any muggle pseudo-magical rubbish that one could operate whilst one slept. Please tell me."

[weaponized-love.livejournal.com]

"I fight WHILE asleep - by knowing that I'm dreaming, with love as my weapon, against things that lurk where we go when we dream." He smiles. "It's a pretty odd weapon, the ANIMa, I know.%Pr

[magismagus.livejournal.com]

Ah. Love is Old Magic. What, or whom, do you love when you dream? You may do better to focus on the object of your love than to shout orders as you were - a calm and ordered mind that obeys without even conciousness would serve better than one over-excited with random staccato moments. Have you tried this?

[weaponized-love.livejournal.com]

"It can be any kind of love... romantic and..." he stops himself. "...very intimate ones work best, but brotherhood, rivalry, respect... those all work too."

He listens and nods, then tries, once more, from the top.

Thinking about how much he misses Anna, about the trauma relief comfort and understanding about ...his role in that.

"Expecto Anima," he said. Swish. Flick.

This time, the gun solidified for 2 seconds before fading, the green chemical payload shimmering, playing light over the underslung, jagged blade.

"Right," he says quietly. "Gonna call that the Singapore Cutlass for the mo."

[magismagus.livejournal.com]

Gellert nods. "A muggle device, but it seems it has worked. I recommend prolonged: focus, practice and calm concentration."

/scene?

[weaponized-love.livejournal.com]

"Thanks."

Experimentally, he tries again, using the respect he feels for...

"What's your name, sir?"

as a catalyst.

"Expecto Animus."

A plain staff of elder wood appears for a second, then vanishes when Keenan grabs for it.

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