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Started December 01, 2019 by @The_Painted_Wings groupDMs open!

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Sky screams in terror when she sees the fire. “WHAT THE F—“ no, Sky, there is a child. “WHAT THE HECK?!”

(Hope that was satisfactory)

(joel temporarily gains fire powers and oooh it'd be funny if everyone in the group temporarily gains like a power or something)

(Wait, omg, that actually sounds awesome—)

(OMG YAS lol that'd be amazing tbh)

Joel looks over at Sky in confusion, then looks at his hand again and starts laughing.

"Oh! This?" he asks, waving his hand around. "It's magic!"

(Love that idea)

Sky put a hand on her chest, trying to calm herself down. “Oh— Jesus, you nearly gave me a heart attack…” she lets out a panicked laugh.

(Btw I just exaggerate my laughing when I type like “HAHAHAH” or “BAJDKJD” or something like that sorry for confusion)

(I guess we're all in favor lol)
(I figured lol)

Joel looks at his hand casually. "Though, I'm not sure how to turn this off again."

He flaps his hand, trying to extinguish the flames, and scorches a tree.

Sky glances around in panic. “Don’t start setting things on fire, little one…” she says, attempting a joking tone. (but possibly failing)

Franziska got up and stretched, checking the movement of her arm. Then she randomly punched a tree, leaving the bark cracked. Yep, it was fully healed, not even a scar to show for her battle. Immediately after, she looked like she was about to slip away from the camp when Miles grabbed her forearm and stared at her sternly. Franziska tugged her arm away, but Miles continued his glare.

Varuni immidetly pointed to the tree and said "douse. Douse the flames." and the flames on the tree went out. "Usually, magic is a mystical color, one that i can't describe.. its.. almost like a purpley orangeish silverey color… that… dosent make sense… I call is Mystive. magic also usually makes some sort of pattern, even if the pattern is hidden. The forest appears… almost black… except also green and red, and yellow somehow. all at the same time. its like the opposite of Mystive. it also has absolutely no pattern, there are uneven jagged lines, circles, triangles, curvy shapes… and a lot more. and its loud. Magic usually has a music, a soft chime to it. this is more like screaming." Varuni said, as her eyes went back to normal.

(franziska: lemme beat the shit out of a tree real quick)

"Well, this is an interesting development," Hildegard mumbled. "It seems that this place is so strong in magic, it gave…" she trailed off, realizing she didn't know the name of the newcomer. "Ah, what is your name, young one?" Her eyes glanced towards Franziska and her brother, but it seemed Edgeworth had things under control, so she didn't comment on the fact that the younger prosecutor had punched a tree.

"So, in other words, the magic here is…messed up?" Maya asked, who was listening more to Varuni than Hildegard.

"… Yes. i'm pretty sure its magic, seeing as… Strawberry!" a strawberry appeared. "Well… that. But it dosent look like magic. it dosent look like the absence of magic either." She glanced at the strawberry, and then down at her body. "Anyone want a strawberry?"