[KRI] What Does the Fox Say (Venser, Rowan)

[Venser Rush]

While Venser did not yet feel the welling, rising sensation in his stomach that came with the powerful use of magic, Venser could assume that his brother given direction by the younger's points, would employ the use of Hypnotism. Venser intended to watch this interaction, for, while the younger Rush twin likely neither had the aptitude to learn or the desire to understand the discipline that had forced the progression that led to the scarring of his left arm... he did wish to see how it worked. If only so that it would never be used to his disadvantage again. An astute one, Venser Rush had the capacity to read into the usage of djed, to manipulate and read into it, and what he did this time, rather than look to the Handler, he sought to read from Verin.

The changes in one's aura during the implementation of Auristics would likely be a strange sensation to experience, but Venser knew from personal experience from a magic of a different nature, it was better to draw experience and understanding from the source rather than from an imitation. The djed welled with his eyes just as Verin began to lace djed into his words, the Rush twin pushing the djed forth and into his very mind, propelling his thoughts towards Verin, intimately entwining his djed with the elder Rush twin's aura. The process took mere ticks, but the observation of it would take longer. Verin's words were heard in his blurred residual senses, the Rush twin focusing in his entirety upon the 'seventh' sense that Auristics granted upon him.

Venser watched the flow of djed within his brother's body, offhandedly observing the colouration of his twin's aura before delving deeper. For the Rush twin, colour was by and far the least important and by far the most dull information that came from it. It was, in part suited to their personality, vibrant colours such as red given to those of deeply emotional temperament and gray to those with more balanced, calm temperament. The Rush twin had never bothered to synchronize with his own aura and assess his for himself, nor had he truly paid attention to the colours of others' auras, but he noted that Verin's aura was a periwinkle shroud of wafting, serene wisps that leaped from his body and bound for several feet across in any given direction.

The aura brought with it an understanding of Verin's djed flow. He noticed that it welled within the throat and reverberated from his body. It likely made its way towards the man being Hypnotized, but Venser, noting how the djed that Verin was implementing coated his words, he watched as it propelled itself on the sound. Vibrations formed within the throat, forming words that the Rush twin could almost see rather than simply hear. Venser was, in truth, astounded and rather intrigued by the way that he noticed the Hypnotism working its way into the words that Verin spoke.

... So, what Verin does when applying the magic of Hypnotism is enshroud his djed upon his words? It reminds me the most of the art of Auristics... or the Reimancy that I learned from Miro, how one musters their djed, then expels it from the body. Though, the concept of Res is very much ground in the absolute fact that it is physical matter once it leaves the body. This, what Verin has done, is more akin to Auristics, where it is the caster's thoughts and will connecting and enshrouding the aura, or in this case, the mind of the subject. An intriguing concept...

Venser did little to spur on the conversation, instead listening to his brother after Auristics faded and he withdrew his djed from the synchronized state with Verin's aura. Rather, the younger Rush twin looked instead upon the fox Kelvic, presumably transformed back into her animal state, and offered her a smile,

"Looks like you will be coming with us."

When Verin was done speaking, he asked of his brother,

"What are you going to name her?"

[Rowan Rush]

Rowan drops her gaze when the blonde men turn back to the Handler, her head dipping in a nod almost absently before the familiar glow covers her skin. When she lifts her head again, it’s covered in red fur and her ears were perked to listen to the more talkative of the identical men and the Handler talk. She doesn’t look at any of the men anymore, instead keeping her gaze locked on the floor and letting her ears turn towards them. She didn’t quite understand what they were talking about; she only knew she was the Kelvic they were referring to, which was why she wasn’t all that worried about him maybe leaving her behind. Rowan also recognized the collar he was holding, it was the one she often wore while in her cage, but it had been cleaned. Price and mizas were words she only vaguely remembered from the season before, though she had never really known what they meant. Surprise would have covered her features if they had been human when she hears the change in the older of the two men’s voice. It wasn’t something she could have described, and it was gone almost as soon as it came. Her head tilts up to look between the man and the Handler, her curiosity only growing when she sees the Handler hand over the collar. "The Handler said the collar was extra, but the man said it wouldn’t be, and the Handler just handed it over. That doesn’t seem right. I thought extra meant more, not the same. Did he do something to the Handler?" Her eyes follow the man who had caused her confusion as he hands something to the man that looks roughly identical to him, and then returns to her. She settles back so that she’s sitting on her haunches, her tail twitching once against the ground to show her pleasure when he pets her. She stretches her neck to make it easier for him to put the collar on her, something she had learned long ago also made it settle more comfortably. Rowan shifts back to her feet when the other man speaks to her, her tail twitching again before she lets out a high-pitched yip. "I get to leave my cage!" Her excitement is quickly washed out, however. His words to his older counterpart leave her confused all over again, causing her tail to drop back to the ground and her head to follow it almost as far. Her eyes stay on the three men above her for a moment before dropping, too. "They’re going to change my name? Why would they do that?" She had heard some of the other caged ones get new names when they left, but for some reason she hadn’t thought it would happen to her. Actually, she was only mostly sure some of them had gotten new names, since she hadn’t known many of them to begin with. As she thought about it, though, it seemed less and less weird to her. Rowan was the name she had because of the way she looked. Maybe a new name would suit her more.

[Verin Rush]

Verin frowned at Venser's question as he looked at the red fox at the other end of the chain in his hand. He barely knew the creature, how could he choose a name for something that had been carelessly named based entirely on what she looked like. He could have named her for a virtue he wanted to encourage within her, or a personality trait that she already possessed. But he barely knew the Kelvic he had just purchased. “She looks like nothing more than a common stray, brother,” he murmured in response, “how can I cultivate a name for something as of yet not proven worthy?”

It was harsh, to be sure, yet true. This Kelvic was nothing more than property, something that did not necessarily require a name - just as Verin hadn't given a name to the bed he slept in. He glanced over at the younger of the Rush twins and, checking that everything was in order, nodded to the door through which they had entered the facility. “Shall we return to the city, Venser? Unless the many breasts being displayed to us had caught your fancy?”He wiggled his brow suggestively and, at his brother's expression, barked out a single laugh.

He turned his gaze to the handler, “If that is all, we thank you for your assistance today, and would appreciate returning to the ferry.” The handler nodded, clearly pleased with himself that he had made a sale today, though disappointed that he would not be selling a Kelvic to each of the twins. “C'mon, girl,” Verin tugged gently on the chain to signal that he wanted the Kelvic to follow, and the handler led them through the locked door and back out into the compound, where more Kelvics were now being lead out by their own buyers, some collared in human form, others in small animal or bird forms, and even some were kept in cages. Many potential buyers were now arriving, and it was much busier than it had been when Verin and Venser first arrived. Noise and chatter followed the trio as they made their slow way down to the ferry.

In time, the vast expanse of water that made up lake Ravok came into sight, and then, so would the ferry that would carry them back to the floating city, which was loaded with a number of others. If Rowan was nervous, or frightened by the number of people on the journey down, and halted at all, Verin would remain patient, and would walk at her speed, though he would keep a firm grip on the chain, so as to keep her moving. If it became evident to Verin that Rowan was adamantly not moving, he would bend down to scoop her up and carry her the rest of the way.

[Alea Davenport]

Thread Award! Verin Rush: Skills: Rhetoric +1 Planning +1 Hypnotism +1 Leadership +1 Negotiation +1 Interrogation +1 Observation +1 Lores: Aurists Can Glean Information From Auras Rowan: A Timid Fox Kelvic Notes: As requested, due to Rowan’s absence, I did not acknowledge the monetary transaction, but if Rowan returns to play, I will subtract the 400 mizas. Venser Rush: If you ever return to mizahar, make sure your ledger is up to date, then let me or another grader know and we can get you your grade. Rowan: Please update your ledger and notify a grader to receive your grade. Additional Comments: If you have any questions about the grade, please feel free to PM me and we can discuss it.