[ there's a faint wrinkle in iris' lips at that word. magic. it's not something he'd considered as such, but what he knows of magic is stuff he's only read about in books. rabbits in hats, sleight of hand card tricks. but then he thinks of sabriel, and how that's magic to her... and he supposes if finn's not used to it, the things he can do will probably seem like magic to finn, too.
though truth be told, iris already thinks the stuff he can do is pretty dang magical.
(...the scarier stuff notwithstanding. we don't talk about those.) ]
I guess you can call it that. Depending on the type of demiflora you are, you can do stuff like control water or make things levitate or create portals.
[ he chews on his lip, fingers ansty on the counter. he shouldn't be going around advertising it, in the off chance someone from his world does show up here... but he's clearly waiting to be asked what he can do. ]
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though truth be told, iris already thinks the stuff he can do is pretty dang magical.
(...the scarier stuff notwithstanding. we don't talk about those.) ]
I guess you can call it that. Depending on the type of demiflora you are, you can do stuff like control water or make things levitate or create portals.
[ he chews on his lip, fingers ansty on the counter. he shouldn't be going around advertising it, in the off chance someone from his world does show up here... but he's clearly waiting to be asked what he can do. ]