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[darkart]

Does there exist documentation or any record concerning the use or effects of magic on the ship? I am interested in notation on repeated instances of magic during menial or daily activities as well as during times of flux as has recently passed, irrelevant to 'type' or origin of said magic.

I have perused the informational guide as well as backread through the network but this technology is not in use where I am from; I am unsure if I have missed anything due to unfamiliarity with the interface.

Comments

[darkart]

[ If she catches it before looking back at the dishes, Severus almost smiles. The brownies were actually really good. ]

Things. Yes. [ Back to being aloof and nearly inscrutable. ] Would you like me to do that?

[pushfall]

[ Somehow she is less than surprised at that skip back into being insufferable. The suds seem to agree with her on that front, and Claire is momentarily struck by how normal this has begun to feel. Her hands still and warm in the water a moment, and then she's flicking the clinging bubbles back into the sink and wiping her palms on her thighs. ]

Well, it's the least you can do after such biting insults.

[darkart]

[ You're the one who wants to be pals, Claire!!

Severus makes a 'hm' noise and steps forward, before muttering something at the basin. The dishes promptly wash themselves, going so far as to hop out of the sink when they're done. He has to fish around for a towel to dry them with, and when he does he leans against the counter and does so - by hand, while the rest continue to function under the spell. ]

[pushfall]

[ That's beside the point!!

She observes this all in silence, quirking her mouth to the side in some manner of vague consideration before announcing: ]

Magic would have really made chores a hell of a lot easier, that's for sure.

[ At least she's not accusing him of cheating anymore. ]

[darkart]

Some of them. [ He keeps drying by hand, methodical. It's something he's used to - cleaning equipment. Sometimes it's detrimental to use domestic spells. ] There are a whole host of other, odder things wizarding children get to do growing up that are no less tedious. Chores I imagine are universal.

[pushfall]

[ She would actually like to ask about those other absurdities, but there's a self-conscious part of her that's aware that's veering sharply into lame territory. Who wants to talk about chores when you have an arsenal of possibility literally at your fingertips? Claire makes a mental note to use a towel when she gets the tray out of the oven. ]

I'm jealous. [ Her tone doesn't convey as much but the wistful quality of her voice might betray an inkling or two. Not that she hasn't basically pointed it out a hundred times before. ] Don't worry. I'll probably get over how interesting and cool it is eventually. You'll just have to put up with it a little bit longer.

[ That is, if he doesn't up and move across campus, too. ]

[darkart]

[ Where's he going to go, the gardens? Gross.

Severus sets one dry dish aside, and picks up another. ] So you aren't actually unusually heat resistant?

[ .. Because that's not exactly boring. He doesn't give her any particular look with that remark, but it's a bit-- you know. Woops. He's been paying attention after all. ]

[pushfall]

[ She's a little caught off-guard, and it shows, but not enough to betray any inherent nervousness. Not that she is. Just because she hasn't stamped HI, I REGENERATE, ASK ME HOW across her face doesn't mean that she's hiding it. It's just a matter of... caution. And it hasn't managed to come up organically yet.

So she laughs, just a little, borderline incredulous. ]

Heat resistant? Where did you come up with that one?

[darkart]

[ Severus is the picture of serenity. It's a good act, but it's so spot-on that now he's even more sure he's right. ]

Just your insistence about engineering. But everyone here could be a witch in secret for all I know.

[pushfall]

I'm definitely not a witch. [ She wiggles her fingers as if to emphasize and then realizes this has absolutely no bearing on magic or wizardry or whatever and curls her fingers into a loose fist on the counter top. His face goes untrusted. ] And my insistence about engineering doesn't meant I'm heat resistant. Maybe I'm just an adrenaline junkie brimming with altruism.

[darkart]

Where does cupcake-making fall on the adrenaline junkie scale? [ He lets it go, which is either slightly suspicious or totally understandable in an attempt to get her to stop focusing on magic. Who knows. ]

[pushfall]

Somewhere before manticore-hunting and labyrinth-traversing but before searching for airlocks. I haven't quite crossed that bridge yet.

[ For a moment, Claire seriously considers telling him. Gretchen might never have known if she hadn't chosen exactly the right moment to look out of her window, but even before all that, back when Claire actually did have friends, she sought Zach out with only instinct (and the horrible, selfish part of herself driving) to guide her. The fact that she hasn't really made any friends - here or anywhere else - isn't lost on her, but it's not enough to push her any further in that direction. However much she might want to. ]

[darkart]

We'll have to find some better bridges.

[ We? Maybe not. But. Whatever. Severus won't press her (for now, though when he figures out Nathan's her father, it'll mean that guy who posted about being radioactive is her uncle, sooooo..), but he will duplicate some cupcakes in 15-20 minutes.

Huzzah. ]