Mar 26 22:44:39 108 PA - Neat Trick! And they sometimes reappear
From Chronicles
Fog is alright, it has the peace and serenity going for it. Plus people get lost in the fog all the time. So the fact the Valeriya is predictably lost in it doesnt really bother her. She knows the clearing is somewhere in her vicinity, and the city is south.. That is a start. The finish will be when the arcane beacon that is Johnson comes this way. An armored light house to guide her to the next set of disappearing rocks.
There's a flare of arcane energy, and a rock tumbles through the trees off to Valeriya's left. Another flare, followed by nothing, gives her a fair fix on where her student sits. Apparently practicing his teleportation, Johnson might be found seated on a log with a pile of stones laid out on an open burlap sack. They look suspiciously rounded and uniform, as if weathered by water before coming to this place, and ten feet off in the foggy Great Beyond lies his target -- a second burlap sack. It is, at the moment, empty.
"Well you cant be still here from the other day. You didnt have the sacks then." Valeriya mentions with her arrival to the clearing. Casually she walks up to place the rock the fell near her back in the pile. "How goes it?"
"Spell good make rock go away," Johnson replies flatly, setting one aside to plant a gauntleted hand on it. "Useful if need get rid of rock. Rock no want go where I say." He falls silent again, and startles when another stone thumps into the earth beside his bag target, imbedding itself after a meteoric fall. He looks up then, uttering, "Almost."
Valeriya nods slowly stepping up to the pile to take her own rock for another demonstration. "Maybe its easier to picture the spell as a tunnel leading from this spot to the bag. The key to your success is weaving a good tunnel. A poorly woven tonnul will drop the stone somewhere unintented." She explains before going silent to concentrate on her shaping of the tunnel.
Johnson replies, in his deliberate monotone American, "Terrible idea. Needs to know relationship between sender and receiver. Better thing object at destination. Need only know object and place it goes. Just need handle landing." Valeriya nods sligthly, accepting that rebuttal and considering another. "A door then, underneath the stone and above the bag. A rift between the two places." She proposes, handing Johnson another stone.
Johnson grabs that stone, and wraps his gauntlet around it. He settles in, posed roughly like the Thinking Man, his translator occasionally giving a low buzz that says it's hearing him say something it doesn't understand. His hand clacks together then, and he stares ahead. In the distance, a crash might be heard.
Valeriya shakes her head slightly, expecting the crash. "See without the tunnel its grossly inaccurate. Dont consider the tunnel to be going though our space though. It is a tunnel under it. Like a tunnel under a forested mountain. No need to worry about trees or cliffs or rivers. Just a tunnel through solide rock." She continues, handing over another stone. "And remember what i said last time, as you progress doing it in thirty seconds will be common. But as you are still learning take your time."
"Dig," Johnson mutters. "Like dog. Like time-warp space dog." He snatches up another rock and clenches it in his hand, squeezing as he eyes that destination. There's a crack, though not nearly late enough, and a third of the rock ends up five feet to the right of the bag. The rest of it is never seen since. Johnson ducks his head and that buzzer sounds again.
Valeriya smirks, with approval of definite improvement. "And as it is a tunnel under this reality, you also dont need to worry about this realitie's rules. Though you may want to use some of them. This is especially usefull for longer distances, as you can change the rules of enertia to send something fragile instantaneously without shatering it."
Johnson replies, "Yes. Inertia. Small problem. Send rock twenty five miles north. Earth curved. Need correct for curve of earth or now..." he mutters something unintelligable and reaches for the keyboard on his arm. The math he's doing seems easy, but he needs think about it a bit to plug in the right numbers. "Four hundred eleven feet up."
Valeriya shrugs at that detail and then shakes her head. "Still clinging to this world and its rules. There is no curvature under the fabric of reality..." She offers before considering another anology. "You are familiar with mirrors and how they can distort the view of this reality. Maybe it's help you to make your tunnel out of glass to appropriately distort and transition underneath."
"That not even worst of it!" he points out. "Earth spin different speed at different place. Change from equator to twenty five miles south and velocity difference small, but change from north of pole to pole and velocity change noticable." He peers up at Valeriya, and notes, "I just not want send package and find it thirty feet in air moving at six miles an hour." He hmphs and places a hand on another rock, concentrating.
"Again irrelevant unless you make it relevant. You are overcomplicating the problem. the onloy aspects of this reality you need to take into the tunnel are those that will preserve your object. The rest wont affect it. One such reality that may be important would be pressure. Something fragile would surely shatter if sent to a higher pressure level location without appropriate transition." Valeriya points out. She's here to help, right.
"Only matter if closed," Johnson points out, "like balloon." He grabs up another rock, and breathes out slowly. Staring at it, the round curves of that weather-beaten rock fading away as it disappears -- only to reappear away fro his target, off to the right again. His head snaps to track it, cursing. Another rock is snatched up, magic coalescing this time into a small vortex, looking something like a little tornado, as he weaves strands of power together to bore a hole beneath the stone. And through his hand holding it, though he's apparently feeling no discomfort.
Valeriya reaches to stops Johnson from pushing the rock through the tear shaking her head. "Thats a bad idea. This isnt a rift, which consumes a great deal of energy to great a stable door life can pass through. Lacking that anything living that leaves this reality by this means dies, the tunnel is not capable of supporting life at this level. Even if only your hand goes in, every organic cell in it will perish." She warns before placing her finger on the tip of the stone and giving it a downward push. It adds the momentum but her finger odesnt pass the threshhold.
The rock falls through onto the empty sack on the far side. "Relax," Johnson replies. "It not kill me. I just not follow rock. Cannot kill me. If could, it possible for me kill others teleport small bits of them away." He eyes her, and nods astutely. "Spell not *that* fun."
"Well if you severed them, holding them in your possesion first you could. It doesnt work if possesion is contested. So your intent can be the only current influence on the weave about the object. Otherwise the danger is real. Your hand is your posession. You could send it as surely as the stone. And it would perish." Valeriya corrects sternly.
"That will bear experimentation," Johnson replies, his American hinting at rapid improvement. He stands then, grabbing at another stone. "Going take lots practice, but think see way do. Will come back when know all spells. Teach you back. Yes?" He softly underhands that smooth rock towards its destination, the little stone bouncing and rolling to clack against the one experimentally successful teleported stone.
Valeriya shakes her head. "The same notes you are getting will suffice. I can read, just not write. That or I can simply learn them of you cast them in my prsence." Valeriya clairfies with a satisfied smirk.
"Well," Johnson replies, "I see. So you get spells when convince all other mages give up theirs first and get spells back later! Ha ha. Ha ha." That laughing from his speaker leaves a lot to be desired. Johnson shrugs, points at Valeriya, and notes, "Is easier if all one place same time. But scheduling hard. Will try first first."
