paradisabeyond | (no subject)

[Good evening, explorers! After departing from Cair Paradisa, the path was south at first, but turned west fairly early on. Skirting well south of Eldritch Forest, the travelers had camped near the edge of the Amber Steppe, not quite within sight of the forest that marks the Totem Coast. The grasses are parched brown by the heat, though greener patches mark the presence of water. It's near one of these - a small, bubbling stream leading west that Raine has chosen to follow as it will almost certainly run into the river marked on her map - that the travelers have made their camp.

The carts and wagons are arranged in a defensive circle, though the campers are free to set up their tents outside them as well as inside wher ethe rest of them are. There are small cooking fires scattered around as well as a large bonfire in the center for socializing.

Play music? Sing? Teach those poor non-Earth kids how to make s'mores? Or just sit around and socialize with others.

Or hide in your tent and ignore everyone, if you really want to.]

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You mean you're not born with the ability for magic on your world?

[Shakes his head side to side.]

No, but it comes easier to some than to others... Even though... [Leaves that thought in the air. Aerith is very magical herself if he thought about it, being a Cetra and everything.]

Even though what, Cloud? They don't want to use it?

I'm not sure, but I think people that were born with magic disappeared a while ago from my world.

Oh. [Hold on a second.]

What do you mean you're not sure?

Because I got a friend who apparently is the last of her race--who knows, maybe she isn't. If she wasn't maybe there is still people who are born with magic. [Shrugs.]

The last--? [That sounds somewhat familiar. It's kinda sad, buuut:] Yeah, if she's alive, there could be others--and they may not even know they can cast magic without help.

[A bit of a shrug, because he's not sure what to answer to that.

Lays down backwards over the grass.]

[Sheena draws one foot out of the water and bends her knee to rest her head upon it. She looks at him for a long moment.]

It's not that simple, is it?

When is it ever?

[She makes a derisive noise.]

No time that I can remember.

[And both of them seem too young to know this, don't they?]