The same isn't true about the wind.

[mage_see_mage_do]

Witches aren't troubled by the cold, but the same isn't true about the wind.
Temperance wasn't afraid of falling from her brand new cloudpine branch, but she might drop her books and that was nearly as bad. She decided to land until the weather quieted down.
Instead of quieting it down, the weather got worse, snow started falling and it was hard to navigate even with Faramund covering her with his wings.
Temperance didn't hear anything, just saw a glimpse of the thing, just enough for her brain to register the combination of snake and mirror and...
...then she found herself under warm sunlight, feeling a gentle breeze over her skin. Blinking away the sudden light and the melting snow in her eyes, she found herself surrounded by a green woodland that was too warm to be anywhere near she remembered being.
In short, Temperance and her daemon were very confused.

Comments

[whatamithinking]

It's a couple of hours later when Edie sends 'He said yes.' Pause. 'Mama looks like someone just punched her in the solar plexus. I think I'm going to have to run interference to keep her from treating you like she sometimes does Hank. How long is this likely to take?'

[mage_see_mage_do]

'Great that he said yes! How she sometimes treats Hank? Should I find a secluded cabin and work this project there?'

Temperance thinks about it.

'The spell creation might take anywhere between two weeks and five weeks, I think, there is some more work before I can give you something more exact and actually casting the spell might take a bit more because I might incorporate the moon phase to the spell.'

[whatamithinking]

'That shouldn't be necessary. Sometimes when Hank is working on a project Mama gets on his case about having it done sooner rather than later. Mama might need a few reminders about why it would be a bad idea to do that with you, is all.'
pause
'Also I think Hank might want to take readings and other Hank stuff.'

[mage_see_mage_do]

'I am not sure how annoying or distracting your mom will be, but I am pro no one getting on my case. Hank can take his readings as long it doesn't involve something like... putting a needle on your dad during the process. Well, if he is going to like... put those cables to measure things, the cables might disrupt the runes and that would be bad, but it is possible to work around that with enough preparation.'

[whatamithinking]

'He might possibly want to try to put cables on you, while you're doing lower-stakes casting, to see if he can measure magic or something. I'm not sure, I'm not Hank.'

[mage_see_mage_do]

'As long the testing isn't too intrusive. I think they did this kind of test back in my world and since I don't remember anything interesting out of them, Hank might be disappointed with the results.'

[whatamithinking]

'I saw the tech levels in your world. In most cases you're as far ahead of us as one would expect from the fact that you're three and a half decades ahead, but I know Hank has some stuff that you don't--your world doesn't have anything remotely like Cerebro, for instance. I don't know that he won't be disappointed, but I also don't think it's guaranteed for sure.'

[mage_see_mage_do]

'Fair point. Yambe Akka take the stars! 35 five years! I have seen the fashion and some of your technology but it hasn't quite sink in.'

[whatamithinking]

'I like your expletives, they're so poetic. I'm having a hard time imagining being in your shoes, because of course if I was thirty-five years back in time in another universe my immediate reaction would be to go rescue that world's version of Mama and then shut down the rest of the Holocaust even if it meant doing things with my telepathy that I normally avoid because ethics exist.'

[mage_see_mage_do]

'Segaard Oskei be generous!' she sends 'I am truly regretting not paying closer attention to history. In my defense, I had magic to study, how could I resit? It is so shiny, fun and useful!"

[whatamithinking]

'Hey, I'm not criticizing. Magic sounds lovely. I know so much about the relevant history because my mother lived it, not out of any particular studious tendencies. ...In that area, anyway, I do quite well in my classes'
amusementdelight blooms lightly at the initial oath.

[mage_see_mage_do]

'Magically is the best! I am informally educated. Most of my history knowledge comes from first hand accounts, which cover way more thanks to our longevity. I might go native and enroll sometime in the future. It would be odd to talk about hiroshima from the perspective of my former tutor who was 50-something when that happened.'

[whatamithinking]

'Well, you are staying at a school. You could probably enroll in some classes while you're here if you want. Say, how old are you anyway? I don't think I asked.'

[mage_see_mage_do]

'17... I am considered an adult back home. I could enroll but I am not sure what grade.'

[whatamithinking]

'A lot of classes aren't dependent on grade level, and I suspect it will be even more so for you, considering the circumstances.'
'Seventeen? So we're the same age then.'

[mage_see_mage_do]

'I guess we are! Same age and born decades apart.'

Temperance had enough flying and turns around to return. She will start her new healing spell project.

[whatamithinking]

'That's kind of cool, really. Do you need a space cleared to work with?'

[mage_see_mage_do]

'Not for now, today is very early spell outlining process. Maybe in a week it would be a good idea to have a bigger working space, but only to do some of the preliminary rune circle drawings. A single blackboard will be suitable for that as long no one messes with it.'

[whatamithinking]

'That shouldn't be too difficult to come across. I'll let them know.'

[mage_see_mage_do]

Temperance proceeds with the spell creation, she outlines the basic steps in two days and proceeds to give it substance and purpose. It occupies most of her time, but she isn't immune to boredom or simple distraction. When she starts to feel like she is going to have nightmares about healing magic she does other things, for example she did some plans to test her magic against mutant powers.

To Donna she will give a basic introduction to some runes and a simple spell to complete. She raises a simple mental ward to test it against Sally-Anne and Sophie. Otherwise, Temperance flies a lot and talks with Sophie when they are both in the same room, the absence of daemons makes socialization weird and makes her feel distant from others.

[whatamithinking]

Donna can complete the spell, but it isn't nearly as effortless as most pattern-finding is to her. Sally-Anne's imperceptibility bounces off the mental ward, and Sophie can't get past it, although she can still tell that Temperance's mind is there, unlike with The Helmet.
If Temperance cares to test her mental ward against Edie or the Professor, it may become apparent that they can get past it with some work, but it's a nontrivial defense even so.
Edie offers to run a daemon simulation--creating an illusory animal and assigning it a portion of her social tasks--in order to make Temperance feel more at ease.

[mage_see_mage_do]

Temperance writes down the spell's results on a notebook, later she can think of how to employ Donna's power. Temperance does care to test the mental ward against everyone that is willing to volunteer. Noting the result she offers to add the creation a better mental ward - one that can recognize specific telepaths and allow them access - to her projects. One of the many things that she can tackle after the healing ritual.

The illusory created animal... helps, it isn't perfect, but Faramund is appreciative.

It takes three weeks and five days, but around noon Temperance pings Edie.

'I have a working healing ritual.'

[whatamithinking]

'Awesome!' pause. 'How soon can you perform it, and exactly what materials do you need for it?' pause. 'Emily is doing a ridiculous little victory dance, it's adorable.'

[mage_see_mage_do]

'Share the victory dance with me? I have all the materials already, save for a deer but I know where to find then. We could be ready to go in two hours or less.'

[whatamithinking]

Edie sends her an impression of Emily doing a ridiculous little victory dance. It involves several metal objects flying around her.