The Infinity Chantry

So, the host provider did an emergency update and reboot on all their servers (Thanks Spectre/Meltdown). That took the server down earlier for a bit and ever since it's been back up, it's been a little laggy (which is also causing the counter to suck). Everything seems to be set up to run properly on my end. Hopefully, the provider will sort itself out over the course of the next day or so.

This proud Victorian-style manor stands in the city's residential area. No one knows it's exact location as the manor seems to find those it deems worthy of entry rather than the other way around. Past the wrought metal gates a stone path threads its way up to the wooden porch and the house's main door. A sign reads "Infinity Club: Members Only". On the gate itself, a "Wet Paint" sign "coincidentally" turns aside those with only casual interest in the structure. Stepping inside brings one into the mansion's entry hall, which has been converted into a small club. A scattering of tables, chairs and couches offer places to relax and talk, while a well-stocked bar, a jukebox and a dartboard offer other distractions. Beyond them all a number of warded doorways and staircases lead deeper into the manor proper. (Tradition Magi and Allies only)

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Rayne: "How do you get it to... stick.. ?" The warm, golden glow she percieved as Life was there, but flickering as she couldnt get the whiter light of Prime to do what she wanted it to. "Also.. poor excuse."

Holden (Glassbone bani Verditius): "That's where the Prime magic comes in." He explains very carefully. "Without it, the pattern just collapses. Gives life to what you're creating. It can also be used to unmake an effect if you divert the flow of energy. Send it off elsewhere. That't the essence of countermagic. Recognizing that a spell is being cast and breaking the flow of energy."

Luke (Custos): *Listening closely, looking between the two. His typical sunny smile gone, for some reason, as Rayne works*

Luke (Custos): *And he studies Holden's face, as well, before looking back to the bread*

Rayne: She is truly focused. She sees the pattern clear as day and it is just hard to combine the magics for her since she has never done it before. Then suddenly, her mind gets the connection. Because that is all there is to it.. It is all connected after all. Life and spark of life.. She chuckles to herself as the bread suddenly gets a circular stain of mold.

Holden (Glassbone bani Verditius): "Excellent," He beams, and there's a triumphant little stamp of his boot against the flowr. "Now unmake it. Just like I explained before. Cancel out the effect by redirecting the flow of energy. I want you to counter your own spell."

Luke (Custos): *Something makes the hippie exhale a long breath, eyes closing. As if in relief, a slow, pleased grin crossing his face. He doesn't even seem to be looking at the bread any longer, or the mold, merely standing with an expression of blissful contentment for long seconds*

Rayne: Even if she percieves the magic around her, sensing Life and her own spell, she blinks at Holden. "But.. aww.. " Returning her gaze to the bread and the stain she nourished to life. She would, unfortunately, find that cancelling this particular thing out, was far too simple. And it felt unsatisfactory.

Luke (Custos): *His eyes re-open and he gives a quick look, furtive, to Holden, almost sheepish, before turning eyes back to Rayne and her work. He slides his hands into his jeans pockets, watching with interest*

Holden (Glassbone bani Verditius): Noting her disappointment, he doesn't hesitate to reply. "Listen Rayne. That countermagic stuff has saved my life more times than I can recall. It's saved the lives of people who are important to me. It's a hell of a lot more practical than creating, even if that seems more profound." Drawing a breath then he adds. "Anyhow, you did really good work today. You should be proud of yourself. Next time we'll go over how to use Prime as a destructive force. How it can be used to rip apart already existing patterns."

Rayne: Still doesnt look very happy about destroying what she created, be it only mold. The stain is gone, bread edible again. "Thanks.. i will practice it. And I know it is important to be able to counter magic.. " Then she blinks and her interest sparks. "Really? I look forward to that lesson."

Holden (Glassbone bani Verditius): "Yeah," He says with a shrug of his shoulders. "Just promise me that you aren't going to use it to cause mayhem. Cuz if you do, everyone will come running to me askin' what the hell I was thinking in showing you that stuff. Rightfully so too."

Luke (Custos): "No offense, chica, not volunteering as guinea pig for that one." *A grin*

Rayne: The look she gave Luke was a strange one. But Luke knew it all too well. He might not volunteer... but she might do it anyway. "Dont worry, Holden. I am not going to run amok. Not my style." And she isnt lying. She focuses her attention very precisely.

Holden (Glassbone bani Verditius): "Good," He says, satisfied with her answer. "Well, I think I've stretched my legs enough for one day. I'll see you kids later."

Rayne: "Mind the stair.. " She warns kindly.

Luke (Custos): *A sheepish grin, and ducks his head* "Is polishing a floor that weird, chica? Really?"

Luke (Custos): *Then, on the heels of that* "I'm serious, chica. No, thanks. I'm not mold." *A grin at her, and turns to pick up her hat. He places it back on her head* "Want to go fly a kite?" *Random, isn't it?*

Rayne: "You arent?" She laughs heartily and then takes his hand. "Sure.. but i think i need to changes clothes first."

Luke (Custos): "Right on. I'll go get the kite." *He leans in, to kiss her cheek, then smiles and watches her go. He wipes his hands on his jeans, and heads after a moment later, to get his own kite.... and a new one he had been saving for her; a dragon-shaped kite....*

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Here with ornate chairs set around a large circular wooden table, the Mages of the Infinity Chantry discuss the affairs of Magic.
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A slowly flickering streetlight illuminates this dark street. All roads though town lead to this main road. Shadowy figures dart in and out of alleyways, and only the brave or foolish remain here long.

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