first invocation
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vivalaPriest's Progress [Vault]
In a corner of one of the Vault's training rooms, Rezo is standing very still, holding a shakujo-style staff in front of him. At the same time he can be heard chanting in a foreign tongue, and as he chants, air begins to swirl around the tip of his staff, rattling the metal chimes together. The currents grow faster and stronger, whipping his hair and the ends of his coat around dramatically, and then-
"{Diem Wing.}"
-Rezo stomps the end of his staff against the ground and the wind whooshes outward in a circle away from him, knocking over several targets in the process. The closer they are, the more likely it is they've been sent flying.
Of course, any coolness is then undermined by Rezo having to shuffle around and right the targets up again...
Dewey Decimal-less [Vault]
It's been long enough since he was rescued that Rezo has gotten more comfortable with reading Imperial, such that he's started to read more for specific subjects than he is for the sake of reading practice.
That said, he's still learning to navigate the Vault library and his reading isn't exactly fluent yet. After another shelf proves to be of no use to him, Rezo exhales; then perks up when he hears someone approaching.
"Excuse me. I'm trying to find books on a particular subject...?" Hopefully you're someone who normally helps out at the Vault library. Or that you're a generally helpful sort.
Spirit Surgery [Locked to Ziel]
Rezo's fairly sure that Ziel doesn't believe that Rezo can help him. Or maybe it's Rezo who has his own doubts. Still, Rezo does have a little background in soul research- in manipulating astral bodies beyond just exploding them- so he seems to be the best shot Ziel has at treating such an unusual injury.
Settling on a time to meet in between the preparations for the Corsairs' latest mission was simple enough even if nothing else is likely to be, and when the time comes by Rezo is sitting quietly in his room awaiting a knock at the door. When he hears it, he answers it promptly.
"Ah, Ziel? Please, take a seat."
Rezo flips on the overhead light and stands aside so Ziel can enter. The Vault dormitories aren't exactly the most reputable of spaces for a doctor's office, but Rezo's doing his best with the space he has. His room is neat and tidy, with most personal effects tucked away, and he's found a spare chair and a set of medical tools that he's set on a side table.
As soon as Ziel's inside and the door is shut, Rezo asks "How have you been feeling?"
In a corner of one of the Vault's training rooms, Rezo is standing very still, holding a shakujo-style staff in front of him. At the same time he can be heard chanting in a foreign tongue, and as he chants, air begins to swirl around the tip of his staff, rattling the metal chimes together. The currents grow faster and stronger, whipping his hair and the ends of his coat around dramatically, and then-
"{Diem Wing.}"
-Rezo stomps the end of his staff against the ground and the wind whooshes outward in a circle away from him, knocking over several targets in the process. The closer they are, the more likely it is they've been sent flying.
Of course, any coolness is then undermined by Rezo having to shuffle around and right the targets up again...
Dewey Decimal-less [Vault]
It's been long enough since he was rescued that Rezo has gotten more comfortable with reading Imperial, such that he's started to read more for specific subjects than he is for the sake of reading practice.
That said, he's still learning to navigate the Vault library and his reading isn't exactly fluent yet. After another shelf proves to be of no use to him, Rezo exhales; then perks up when he hears someone approaching.
"Excuse me. I'm trying to find books on a particular subject...?" Hopefully you're someone who normally helps out at the Vault library. Or that you're a generally helpful sort.
Spirit Surgery [Locked to Ziel]
Rezo's fairly sure that Ziel doesn't believe that Rezo can help him. Or maybe it's Rezo who has his own doubts. Still, Rezo does have a little background in soul research- in manipulating astral bodies beyond just exploding them- so he seems to be the best shot Ziel has at treating such an unusual injury.
Settling on a time to meet in between the preparations for the Corsairs' latest mission was simple enough even if nothing else is likely to be, and when the time comes by Rezo is sitting quietly in his room awaiting a knock at the door. When he hears it, he answers it promptly.
"Ah, Ziel? Please, take a seat."
Rezo flips on the overhead light and stands aside so Ziel can enter. The Vault dormitories aren't exactly the most reputable of spaces for a doctor's office, but Rezo's doing his best with the space he has. His room is neat and tidy, with most personal effects tucked away, and he's found a spare chair and a set of medical tools that he's set on a side table.
As soon as Ziel's inside and the door is shut, Rezo asks "How have you been feeling?"
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Date: 2024-08-18 08:22 pm (UTC)"I'm afraid I wasn't able to do as much as I'd like... I haven't done that kind of intensive magic in many years." And as he'd told Ziel, this was experimental. Still, Rezo had hoped for more from himself... He remembers what the mazoku, Xellos, had said when they'd fought so long ago. 'Is that power really yours?' As loathe as Rezo is to admit it, it seems he really does owe a great deal of his status as a former Great Sage to Lord Ruby Eye.
Well. The Dark Lord is no longer present, so Ziel has to make do with just Rezo.
"Regardless, it seems the principles I had in mind are sound. If we continue to experiment regularly, I should be able to refine the technique and improve the efficiency. And we can keep making headway on your condition. That is, if you're amenable...?"
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Date: 2024-08-18 10:03 pm (UTC)He felt like he should be happy, but he mainly felt drained. The effects of years of pain don't disappear overnight.
Still, Ziel did his best to summon up a smile. It looked a little forced, but it was better than nothing. "I haven't had much practice in being grateful, lately, but thank you for this. Genuinely."
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Date: 2024-08-23 07:39 pm (UTC)"I'm happy I was able to be of some assistance." Rezo straightens and returns the smile.
"...For now though, I think I should go make some tea." And probably wash up. And maybe take a nap- no, write down some notes on Ziel's treatment, then take a nap...