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Skulduggery Pleasant ([personal profile] light_mischief) wrote2022-04-24 01:29 am
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[come sail away] ic inbox (season 1)

Skulduggery Pleasant

Cabin 117 - 6:39 PM

altered from killthecake

wimdy: (they playin' with my name)

[personal profile] wimdy 2022-08-09 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ he takes the paper and pen to start drawing from memory, quite accurately, jenny's sigil, as marginally incorrect as it may be. a pause, then he starts to repeat it over and over to try to mimic the frenzied pattern of it all over her walls. ] It looked like this, scrawled over and over again on the wall, as if maybe she were trying to write it over and over to remember it. I gave a copy of it to Yuuki so yes, he or other people have seen or collected more of them than me. He and Clarke, probably. [ who, well... yes, she'd be pretty reckless with trying to experiment with blood magic. on the other hand, someone should??... but yes admittedly, probably someone with more self-preservation than her?!? ]

I've also speculated that the Captain should have a sigil and perhaps if we could 'restore' it or something, it would help him. Or if we could restore Jenny's. I don't imagine just trying to play with or draw random additions or modifications to the sigil would work, though.

There's a certain erosion to the self that occurs with long, long life. But I imagine traveling realities so much would do the same... it's not as if we could simply ask the Captain to stop, though.
Edited 2022-08-09 02:53 (UTC)
wimdy: (grown live at the days inn)

[personal profile] wimdy 2022-08-09 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
Mm, I suppose... magic I know isn't exactly defined or activated with sigils, though there is symbology associated with various magic. However magic works in this realm uses a different system than what anyone knows, or else someone should be able to use whatever 'intent' it is to activate a sigil.

However did you use magic to create that invisible wall, anyway? [ come to think of it, skully is a very magical skeleton himself. ]
wimdy: (ain't no conversations)

[personal profile] wimdy 2022-08-10 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
The elements... you mean to say you could manipulate more than one? [ a veritable avatar of a skeleton. ] I've only known one person to be able to do that, where I come from. But it seems there are those from different realities who really are a lot more capable... for instance, to even hold power over celestial bodies! I wouldn't know if the 'moon' counts as an element!

[ does he have moon PTSD.

m a y be? ]
wimdy: (I take the wins out with the losses)

[personal profile] wimdy 2022-08-11 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the moon... a big rock... actually the sheer unimpressedness of skulduggery in the face of that moon spiking almost has him stunned, but maybe he's biased for being the victim of said moon spiking. ] A boulder--

Is that truly what you think of the moon, a boulder now! [ ... ] Though, I can't say whether the moon in this realm is even real, as real as those false stars might as well be, such inconsistency they hold in the sky. It felt more painful than a big rock, I've had those thrown at me a-plenty!

[ thanks no thank you zhongli. ]
wimdy: (grown live at the days inn)

[personal profile] wimdy 2022-08-12 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ the moon in genshin is... questionable. that being said, the very sky itself and the heavens are questionable so, kind of much of this goes over a silly spoony bard's head. ] It resulted in a natural disaster for at least one person! [ he taps a hand to his chest. him! it was a disaster for him!!... kinda?! ] But if I think of it as a boulder... hm! So I should simply try to avoid or dodge next time.

[ which, funnily enough, is the captain's advice as well. so.

... ]
I don't suppose your invisible wall could block something like that, could it?
wimdy: (grown live at the days inn)

[personal profile] wimdy 2022-08-13 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Looking back on it, it could have been a choice. I should have kept my head, I... [ but he'd seen mizuki die, his mind reeled back two thousand years to maybe the most pivotal and defining moment of his life, the silhouette of a boy falling to arrows. the pierce through. he falls quieter, a hand going up subconsciously to his chest, the memory that hit harder than bullets, fatal shots.

a blink. he drags himself from the mire of the past. the scritch of skulduggery's pencil or pen tracing the map. the present, which deserves focus. ]


We've quite a collection of magic users on this ship, and yet we can barely understand the Captain's...

Perhaps we could practice? I could throw things using wind, if you'd like to test your walls more.