Iskaulit Mingle - Problems with Psychics

[notzubats]

Who: Anyone on the Iskaulit!
Broadcast: If you'd like?!
Action: Iskaulit!
When: Today, as Sora's augment glitch starts.

[It's your average day on the Iskaulit. Absolutely nothing seems out of place initially, but without any warning- you might find yourself or your friends experiencing some problems. What's up on that?

In other words, it's an Iskaulit mingle with a twist! Come on in everyone! You don't need to interact with Sora to have it effect you, so feel free to start your own threadstarter! Or talk to Sora, that's cool too. ]

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[wolfuncaged]

[Fenris laughs at the quip, but it is absolutely not a healthy laugh at all. Fenris hasn't made a sound like that since the United Earth kidnapped him for testing. It's strained and panicked - hanging on to stability with his fingertips. ]

I'm sorry I-

[He didn't mean to nearly hit you with a fireball because apparently he has FUCKING MAGIC NOW. He takes in a shuddery breath and wraps his arms around him, pacing in frantic little circles. ]

I don't know what's happening.

[His voice is small. Frightened. ]

[ofkirkwall]

[ The sound unsettles her, shakes her from her stunned state, and has her cross the space between them. She senses it then, the magic practically bleeding from him, familiar sensation prickling across her skin. How the bloody hell does he have magic?

Without thinking she moves faster and the tone of her voice grows soft. ]

It's okay, it's okay. My hair wasn't set on fire, though I do need to cut it.

[ He reminds her of Bethany, the first time their magic had manifested. Where Marian had been quick to embrace her gift her sister didn't, gripped with panic and fear when ice had spew forth from her fingers. How long did she hold Bethany that day? Hours holding her close, smoothing her hair, whispering gentle things in hopes to calm her down. Maker's breath, she never thought she'd have to do that again.

Stopping short of him Hawke inhales, watches him pace with his arms wrapped around himself. Calm him down, that's the first step, when he's calm maybe they can figure out what exactly is going on. Then he won't be accidentally throwing fire or ice at everything that makes even the slightest sound. ]

We'll figure it out, we always do. For now I need to look at me, focus on my voice.

[ She holds out a hand for him, something solid to anchor too, if he needs it. Just like she did for Bethany all those years ago. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[He can feel the panic threatening to overwhelm him. It surges in him in waves, each one getting ever close to dragging him away from shore- stability. He barely hears her quip as he tries to take in halting breaths, trying desperately to calm himself.

He hears her the second time, though, and does as asked- trying to focus on her voice. His eyes focus back onto her, onto her outstretched hand, and he takes it. For a moment, he revels in the fact there's no pain at her touch. The normal prickling ache is gone. Had the trade off not been so dire, he might have been glad for it. ]

I can't deal with this.

[ofkirkwall]

[ Her fingers curl around his without hesitation, squeezing briefly. Here and solid, something unmovable in the storm of fear and panic undoubtedly swirling around in his head. ]

You can, you just need to breathe. Focus on me, just me. It's all going to be okay, I promise.

[ She squeezes his fingers again, briefly, uneasy smile finding her lips. Everything will be okay, won't it? They'll figure it out somehow. ]

Magic is tied to your emotions, your instincts, if you give into panic it'll only get worse.

[wolfuncaged]

[He tries to breathe. Tries to find some calm, focuses on her. After all he's ranted and raved about mages not controlling their powers, here he is. Having magic, and being unable to control it. Atroma must really enjoy irony. ]

I don't understand why this is happening. It shouldn't be happening.