The many ways of magic

[copycast]

Temple wakes up suddenly, his hand automatically going to his abdomen as he raises from the ground...

...Then he notices the lack of pain and the entirely new surroundings.

A new world, which means that he saved Rajir but his former body got sacrificed in the process. Temple is unlikely to see Rajir or the others ever again, without a proper goodbye this time.

There is no point in feeling miserable, his friends and students are safe, just distant.

Temple decides to be practical. He feels and locates traces of magic coming from that way and follows them until he finds himself knocking on a door of a solitary building.

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[copycast]

"Leftovers. Maybe I should learn how to operate your kitchen so I can cast a magical servant that does."

[swordofdamocles]

"Well, in that case, I should probably cook something instead of us just having leftovers. You can watch. I'm not trusting you with a gas stove and electric eggbeater until you have any idea how they work."

[copycast]

"I will watch! Learning is fun. Even if there is no literal electricity beating the eggs."

[swordofdamocles]

"That sounds...messy. And ineffective. And possibly burny."

[copycast]

"Yes. Which is my instinctual reaction to hearing 'electrical' anythings. But no worries, I won't use semi-solid electricity in your kitchen."

[swordofdamocles]

"Thank you for that."

She makes an omelet just to have an excuse to demonstrate the eggbeater, and throws some potatoes in the oven to bake to give him an idea of that. The whole thing has quite a neat technology-demonstrated-to-time ratio.

[copycast]

Hmmm. Nothing like a neat technology-demonstrated-to-time ratio.

[swordofdamocles]

The omelet is reasonably delicious. It does contain some of yesterday's leftovers, which Temple may be able to tell by the presence of dinosaur meat. The baked potatoes...are baked potatoes. Andrea has plenty of fixings to render them delicious as well.

Over the next couple of days, Temple can continue to familiarize himself with this new world, Andrea can finish downloading her spell archives into her brain--and they can work on his kind of magic.

[copycast]

Dinosaur meat omelet and baked potatoes. Nom.

Mutual magic teaching! How symbiotic of them.

Also, would Horace like a new kind of magic?

[maggie_of_the_owls]

Is a fish wet?

[copycast]

Temple starts the process and after 15 minutes...

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"PHANTASMIC FORM."

and

he

flickers

into solidity.

[copycast]

Temple is about to poke Horace to test the solidity, before retracting his hand.

"Times like this I feel that magic loves us."

[swordofdamocles]

And then he is very nearly shoved out of the way as Andrea rushes to hug her grandfather for the first time in almost two decades.

[copycast]

Temple will be right here, keeping to himself, and smiling a rather self-satisfied smile.

[swordofdamocles]

The solidity runs out after a while. Andrea has been leaning on him enough that she falls through him with a yelp.

[copycast]

Temple helps her stand up. "Are you okay?" He asks her, then to Horace. "You can cast the spell again if you want to."

[swordofdamocles]

"I'm fine, I'm fine," she laughs. "I wasn't expecting that is all."

"I think not," Horace says. "Not this moment--it was pleasant, but rather disconcerting after so long."

[copycast]

"I heard similar from people that recovered lost senses or mobility, even the ones that got full functionality." Temple says sympathetically. "Do you mind if I get a copy? To study it."

[swordofdamocles]

"He won't mind," Andrea predicts.

"I don't mind," Horace confirms.

[copycast]

Temple copies the spell.

"Interesting, it also works on reverse, changing solid beings to a ethereal state."

[swordofdamocles]

"Well that's...more useful than not."

[copycast]

"My magic tends to be useful, but you two are interestingly fortunate with your innate spells. Do you want to try casting from a spellbook or memorizing a spell now?" Temple asks Horace "Feel free to stopping me from bothering you and relax."

[swordofdamocles]

"Clearly you don't know him that well yet," Andrea chuckles.

"I would like to try casting a spell," Horace says, glancing dryly at his granddaughter.

[copycast]

Temple is more than happy with guiding Horace through the steps. They can even take the opportunity to see if Horace can use a spellbook while intangible.