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all_too_familiar) wrote in
glowfic2016-01-08 07:10 pm
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This one's different
Blair can't actually track witches with his power, nor does he try to find them with it, but when his scenery abruptly changes from city to the middle of the forest he immediately thinks he accidentally found one and pissed them off, and is alarmed.
And then he is very alarmed because all of his magical signatures of people stop pointing at where the people are. Instead the signatures are confused. They haven't disappeared, so presumably the people that own them are still alive, he just - can't find them.
What kind of crazy meta power is this? He stretches out with his power, looking for the nearest person, looking for something like civilization.
And then he is very alarmed because all of his magical signatures of people stop pointing at where the people are. Instead the signatures are confused. They haven't disappeared, so presumably the people that own them are still alive, he just - can't find them.
What kind of crazy meta power is this? He stretches out with his power, looking for the nearest person, looking for something like civilization.

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"Earth," he says, "year 1931, Gregorian calendar. If that's relevant. Which it sounds like it might be."
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"Though I'm worried about getting out of here. Have you found anything that might look like an exit?"
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"How difficult is ensuring your own safety?"
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"... A year, at least," he pronounces, "likely longer. I disappeared, she'd want to know why, and she wouldn't want to rush with the vampire friends I made while I'm missing."
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"So. What more can you tell me about vampires and witches?"
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"I don't know the specifics of how other witches' powers work, but I can tell you about mine, if you'd like to know more about it? And also list off every witch I know of, which certainly isn't a complete list."
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He says this pretty nonchalantly, though he does make a slight face. It doesn't seem to be guilt at eating terrible people, but at something else.
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He closes his eyes and polls his power.
"... One person in the nonspecific search. That way." He points. "I'll poll for characteristics next, I've got a much better range on that. Input for what I look for?"
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He does some mental contortions.
"Found someone else. Same general direction as the first."
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Nope.
"But upon observation there's no guarantee that anyone has foods I actually know of that are their favorites. Hm."
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"You and this power of yours suit each other very well," she says, instead of saying that. "It's pleasing. Hmm, what would be a good quality to look for... well, what would be a bad quality to have in a neighbour? Is there anyone nearby who likes to harm strangers?"
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