london ♔ shadowkind convention

[rationalizes]

WHO || Jeanne Gar, Kat Samcelot, Mark Sandazhard, Francesca, Alainn O'Rourke, Alaric Saltzman, The Doctor, Brantley River, Maxwell Briggard, Kate Beckett, Helen Magnus, Stiles Stilinski, Adam Weiss, Sylar, Will Graham, Abigail Hobbs, Lila Zacharov, Lydia Martin, Draken Crombe, Lis'sa Trinall, Belle Desrosiers, Aurelius Greyfire
WHAT || London hosts an academic convention regarding the phenomena of the Veil and Shadowkind
WHERE || London, England
WHEN || June 7th, 2014, evening.
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread.

It's been over a hundred years since mankind first came to a global realization that magic and monsters were real and walked among us. Yet in all that time, much about the process of how or why remains a mystery, and a subject of great speculation among scholars the world over.

This is why London hosts an annual convention to discuss these complicated matters, both from a scientific and social perspective. There's something for everyone with even a passing interest in understanding the Veil, magic, or the various races that share this world. Sir Jeanne Gar, a young member of the Dragon's Hoard, has been asked to present some of her research at said convention, and has invited many of the Knights to come fill the seats, and explore the other lectures.

The hall is large and brimming with scholars both young and ancient, as well as those of a variety of unusual Shadowkind species.  It makes for great people watching from the food court, at least.

Comments

[bittersweeter]

[ lila has her feet draped over the armrest into the next seat because lol no gtf away from her peasants, but on her other side is sylar so that's nice. she's got food in her purse which is on the armrest between them, which she's munching on casually. ] Do all psions look weird like albino girl?

[ you're such a shit head, lila. ]

[watchmaker]

[he looks at her like bitch r u real while reaching into her purse for a snack. he's pretty much just going to be mainlining snacks right now to try to appease the part of him that wants to kill like half of these people. it's like he's a drug addict locked inside cocaine mountain after being told YOU BETTER NOT TOUCH ANY OF THE FUCKING COCAINE. he's jittery.] Why don't you say that a little louder? I don't think all the psions heard you.

[bittersweeter]

[ wow, lila would have just said don't touch yet. ] Oh, relax, none of your little friends give a fuck about me. [ she reaches out to put her hand against the back of his neck, playing with his hair as she leans closer so she can lower voice. ] Are you going to answer me?

[watchmaker]

[HE'S TESTING HIMSELF, OKAY. if he can get through this convention without killing anybody, he can make it through being a knight and all that shit. in ... theory. he rolls his eyes, but obliges her.] No, they don't. Plenty of psions look like normal people.

[bittersweeter]

Like you and Tia. [ which would imply... she already fucking knew the answer and was just being a facetious bitch. surprise. she drops her head on his shoulder, bored with waiting. ] Can you tell what they can do?

[watchmaker]

I can sense their auras. Sometimes, if I focus hard enough, I can pick up what kind of aura it is ... but it doesn't always work.

[bittersweeter]

Could you sense mine, or is it specific to psions? Or... this world? [ she'd be pretty much /chinhands, but her chin is on his shoulder. ]

[watchmaker]

I can't remember if I actually picked yours up when we first met, or if I was just really attracted to you. [concentration 22 to ~detect psionics~ right now. but on the first round he can only detect if an aura is present so...] There's too much in the room right now.

[bittersweeter]

[ for some dumb reason, that is the sweetest thing to lila. because different psionic abilities are the equivalent to catnip for sylar, the idea that he just liked her for... her? it's incredibly uplifting. she grins, like a moron, an absolute, utter moron, and ducks her head against his shoulder. ]

I feel like I'm the only one that isn't... you know, a psion. [ at least not in the way that other people are psions. lila is straddling the line between psion and magic. (she would prefer psions...) ]

[watchmaker]

You're not. [he only gets a concentration 10 on his second round — damn it lila why you gotta be all adorable and lovable while he's trying to concentrate. X( ]

[bittersweeter]

[ it just comes naturally. ] Is it like... you can see which people have it and which people don't? Am I just blank?

[watchmaker]

Yeah. I meant you're not the only one here who isn't, though. But you're not ... nothing. [concentration 16 for third round, plus psicraft 23 to ~determine the discipline involved in lila's aura~.] You're just different. Special.

[bittersweeter]

[ stop making her smile gdi, she looks like a dumbass. ] You're special.

[watchmaker]

I know. [he grins big at her. and kisses. are they going to make out rn???? it seems likely.]

[bittersweeter]

[ mmm kisses. they're like two teenagers in the back of a movie theater. this is what happen when bitches be late to their speeches. except, in a great feat of will power, lila pulls back. ] Did you eat all the M&Ms.

[watchmaker]

I left you some. [five. he left you five m&m's, lila. wtf is that shit.]

[bittersweeter]

[ pulling away from him, she pours the candies out into her hand. and counts them. ] God, you're such a pig. [ mr pot meet miss kettle. ] When are they going to start?

[watchmaker]

I was hungry. [HE'S ALWAYS HUNGRY. but he kisses her cheek as an apology. or maybe he just wanted to kiss her some more. shhh.] Soon, probably.

[bittersweeter]

[ she squirms in boredom and pulls her legs up to curl up in the seat and put her head back on his shoulder. ]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ the man who walks to the front is small - probably a little over five feet, but slender and graceful, with brown skin and dark eyes. his hair is black but most of his head is shaved, leaving only a topknot weaved into a long, straight braid. he introduces himself as eviatar zerubavel. ]

I work for the Commission for Research into Unexplained Phenomena, a branch of the US Government that does in-depth fact finding on a number of topics that bypass the 'mundane'. One of these which remains full of more questions than answers is the unique phenomena of psionics.

What separates a psion from a sorcerer? Much of what they can do is similar to an observer. Yet we believe that the key lies in examining the source of their power - a source that is uniquely and entirely located within their own brain. Those who manipulate arcane energies around us do so either through rituals that harness those energies - wizardry - or through a natural ability to control them - sorcery. The energies themselves however, do not exist within the wizard or sorcerer. They are around us and everywhere. Both types of arcane magic users merely have ways to tap into them.

Psions are unique, in that their energy source is actually entirely stored within their own mind. They, in fact, produce this energy, through processes which we've yet to understand.

[watchmaker]

[ oh here's the dude. he listens with his head against lila's head like they're romantically watching the notebook together or some shit.]

[bittersweeter]

That explains the aura. [ she's a little leery of the fact that the dude is from the us government, but the topic interests her enough to let it slide and give him the benefit of the doubt. she's not a conspiracy theorist, she just had a bad government experience. her voice stays very quiet, as to not interrupt though. sylar can hear her, okay. his creepy blind man hearing comes in handy for sekrits. ] You must be able to see the energy other psions produce.

[watchmaker]

Guess so. [he nods a little, also speaking in hushed tones.] I got it from albino girl.

[bittersweeter]

Such a handy little albino. [ forever nonchalant about albino girl. ...she really should remember that chick's name but she doesn't give enough of a fuck. ]

[behindcloseddoors]

This, of course, has thrown a wrench into some theories about how the process of eldritch tides work. If it results from fluctuations in the energy fields around us, there should be little or no reason why psions would not continue to produce their own energy during these periods. Yet what studies were done before this latest incursion suggested that psionic brains ceased to do so when the Veil closed.