Jennifer Jones
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Tala blinked a few times as her eyes opened. She was in the merging room as expected, and the scripts were gone, burned away to activate the magical integration. In the center of the space rested Flow, alone. That was an interesting thing that she hadn’t considered. Flow was a concept weapon now, at least partially. Then, she felt like an idiot, because she’d seen that exact thing in the visions. Flow had laid claim to so, so much on her behalf. She lifted her hand and Flow crossed the distance…-
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Tala hunched in on herself beneath the ongoing tirade. Master Cazor was long gone. She wasn’t sure how long the stream of words had been going on, but as soon as they had entered Mistress Holly’s warehouse, a bit of magic had tickled Alat’s inscriptions, and Mistress Holly had lost her mind. Her exclamation of outrage had knocked dust from the ceiling, even as the Inscriptionist stormed towards the reception area. It was then that Master Cazor had wisely excused himself. “Sorry, Mistress Tala.…
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Tala’s last big appointment was with Master Cazor. She felt like his magical manipulation of magnetic fields, and thereby iron, might have given him some insights that would be useful to her. When she’d reached out, he’d been amenable, and so they’d set up this meeting. Once this was done, as far as she knew, she just had to use her time reasonably, relax, and wait for Mistress Holly to tell her how long until she could Refine. If it was long enough, Tala would consider a trip to Marliweather to…
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> Tala, a newly Bound Archon, strives against challenges, new and old, as the world opens up before her; even if her understanding is far from complete. Her responsibilities to her caravan have increased, with the newly added complication of being under the watchful eye of an overseer. Determined to embrace and decipher her newfound power, not to mention chipping away at the debt that propels her forward, she faces a treacherous path to a new city, which has already proven to be more dangerous than her…
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Tala took a careful bite of an apple slice. “Since we’re vaguely on the subject, what even Master Xeel gave an exhausted smile, but Tala thought she was learning his expressions enough to know that it was to do with the frustrating nature of the subject, rather than with her. “Simple answer? It’s a conceptual backing to reality. A place where all the messy folds, cracks, and contradictions were secreted away in an attempt to keep Zeme habitable.” Tala blinked a few times. “That actually…
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Tala was sitting in one of the three chairs in Lyn’s sitting room, reading an illusory book, while Lyn and Kannis each read physical books. Kannis’ seemed to be a dry text, by her demeanor. She was also taking a lot of notes as she read, which added to the impression that it was a book read out of obligation rather than for enjoyment. Lyn had been alternatively laughing and tilting her head in obvious thought. First, it moved one way, then the other, often accompanied by exhalations of interest or…
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Tala left when Mistress Odera needed to lay down for an afternoon nap. It had been an incredibly pleasant time, even with the morbid undertones. Alat giggled happily. Tala smiled as she began walking down the street. She took in the sights, not having spent much time in this portion of the living district. Tala paused, noticing the oddity of two pastry shops, side by side. Rather than competing directly, the neighboring shop seemed to have decided to go for a different audience. Their advertisement…
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Tala laid on her back on the slope, tears streaming from her eyes, across her jaw, and down her neck. Tali’s memories… now She could If the Eskau were the siege engines of a major House, the candidates were the street level enforcers. Tala had done her best to not dwell on those parts of Tali’s time, but they were there. Tala had undoubtedly killed far more than Tali had, but Tali was responsible for more direct suffering. She found herself huffing a laugh. It was nearly sunset, and even…
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Tala sighed, nodding as she reached the end of what she had to say, “That’s a pretty good summary, I think.” It had taken a few hours, and noon was approaching. Nadro had only interrupted once to ask if she was alright with him eating as she continued. She’d agreed, and they’d both eaten off and on throughout her tale. She obviously hadn’t been able to give many details, but she had been able to hit the highlights of her homelife, her time at the Academy, her first contracts, her reunion…
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Tala sat in her sanctum beneath the fake night sky. It was fascinating how the stars, clusters, and even nebula She’d asked about it once, and she was told that it could show a facsimile of Zeme’s sky, or something like this, depending on what she wanted. Apparently, it was a feature of Kit, not something that they’d added specifically. The stars above almost seemed to twinkle. There was, obviously, no light pollution, and no clouds. It was a sight that few would ever see. - Tala was on a…
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