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The other big enchantment is allowing my elemental abilities to surge through the scythe. I can use spatial, and spirit magic, so I can do a lot of damage back home. Although, it's not enough to kill my nemesis... Yet.

[There's a tinge of anger in her voice when she thinks about that woman. She would certainly get her vengeance on her, even if it took her centuries to do so. But! She tries not to think about it now -- especially after her nightmares. That, and she had some explaining to do.]

Oh! Right, let me break down the magic for you.

Spatial magic is basically, well, time magic! You can control the flow of time; compressed or decompressed. Seconds can feel like years, and years can feel like seconds. Some people can make small ripples in the time continuum and use it to their advantage in battle. I can do this; but I tend not to use it. It's kind of like cheating, when you're sparring with someone.

Spirit magic is... Well. Raw energy. It's very destructive, but not so much in Jigokucho. I can only create spirit bullets here, but even then, it's very muted.

[With that said, she extends her hand out. A small, shining light emitting from her hand momentarily. Her fingertips weaving what little magic she had, to create a single magic bullet at the tip of her fingertips.]

Usually, I have these shockwaves I can create, and a shield around me... Also these bullets are more like missiles than regular bullets, but this place took the fun out of everything.

( It's a lot of talking, but Kate won't begrudge Marie any of it. She likes when other people talk — it means she doesn't have to talk, but also means she learns things.

Like just how dangerous Marie's abilities are. She can only hope to remember a fraction of this by the time she gets home, but for now Kate is satisfied to watch the light show, idly, easily bouncing the scythe in her hands as she shifts those details to the back of her mind.

She hasn't seen either of those abilities at home, either. Not yet.

Hopefully, not ever. )

You've got a nemesis?

( But she didn't miss that comment, and it's easier to ask about that than to point out that sometimes, for some people, it's better to not have their powers at full strength. )

[For now, Marie simply allows Kate to mess with the scythe at will. She trusts the girl won't run off anywhere, and she contently smiles with her hands in her pockets. Eyes staring out beyond the horizon, and curving her lips into a content, happy smile. Both her eyes fluttering closed for a moment, before that moment of calmness cracks slightly at the thought of thinking about that tyrant.]

Yeah. Honestly, putting it nicely, she's kind of a bitch.

[She laughs almost bitterly, and that playful demeanor is quickly replaced with a solemn one. A loud sigh escaping from her as she leans back a bit.]

She's a tyrant back home... She's killed a lot of people for no reason, and hunted a bunch of mystics and ori for their magic. She's pretty power hungry, but after we fought, and I won, she was forced under oath to never kill anyone again. Although, that doesn't stop her from doing other things.

[She shrugs. All of that was so far back in the past, but it definitely seemed like yesterday.]

It's a long story, one I won't bother you with. But that's pretty much the gist of it.

[Marie pauses for a moment, and stares over at Kate.]

What about you? Any enemies back home?

( That tale gets Kate to stop messing with the scythe, the weightless enchantment fascinating but not as fantastical as the story Marie tells about her nemesis.

That sounds like the kind of story movies are made of, really. Her brows raise with each word, almost sorry she asked.

Definitely sorry she asked when the question gets turned back to her. )

...Oh. Aye. Public enemy number one t' my teachers.

( It's not the truth, but it's probably true. She didn't make the last few years easy for her teachers, after all. But that answer is easier to give than the one that hurts; the one that comes with memories of fights in the corridor and once friendly voices hurling obscenities at her while she storms out of the building.

One that comes with sharp blue eyes and that vaguely nauseated, unclean feeling. )

[Marie can't help but almost laugh at her reaction, well aware of how it must sound to someone that isn't used to that sort of thing. Still, she doesn't mind telling her story to those who will listen. It was quite the long tale, that certainly still gave her nightmares. Which lead to her being out here in the first place.]

I'm sorry to hear that, dear. That's a shame... I'm an educator myself, but I tend to spend extra time with students who have it rough.

[She still recalls what she saw in that alleyway with Kate. She wouldn't be surprised if her perception of adults were skewed at this point. Although, she doesn't realize that Kate isn't telling the whole truth. Just taking her words at face value, for now, until she wants to open up.]

So, if you ever need anyone to talk to, I'm here for you.

( It's a well-meaning comment. But so many adults say well-meaning shit like that.

She had plenty of teachers who said just that when she was twelve and freshly grieving. Plenty of pitying words which disappeared as soon as it stopped being appropriate for her to be upset. Angry. Anything but focused on schoolwork.

Marie's seen a quick glimpse of a shitty memory, a look back at that wounded twelve year old, but how long will it take before she decides that Kate's a lost cause too? )

Good job I'm not one of them, huh?

( One of Marie's students? Or someone who's had it rough? )

[There's a moment of silence between the pair. Silently contemplating on how to go about this, since she didn't want to ruin Kate's trust in adults even further. Her distrust seemed to run deep, but that didn't mean that she wouldn't stop trying to be the one adult that would actually listen. Allow her to be who she was, negative and all.

So, with that, Marie reaches out slowly. Her hand gently patting Kate's shoulder; paired off with a smile that's friendly but also holds a great amount of compassion and care.]

Not at all.

[She pulls her hand back, and crosses her arms. Her eyes fluttered closed, as she takes in that cold breeze again.]

I don't know what happened to you, but you don't have to hold back around me. If you need to yell, go ahead and yell. If you need a shoulder to cry on, that's fine too. If you just want to laugh, then hey, go for it. I won't ever judge you.

( It's a brief moment's contact, but enough to make Kate's shoulders stiffen, her expression schooled carefully into something inscrutable. Marie's direct, and even if she isn't demanding, it's unnerving, rubbing at nerves left raw by shitty, repetitive nightmares.

Pulling up memories of alleyways transforming into musty waiting rooms and the hollow shock of bad news. )

Look.

( She holds out the scythe as she speaks, handing it back to Marie, exhaustion creeping into her voice, betraying the little sleep she's had and aging her in an instant. Sixteen, but not. )

I don't cry. I don't have time to. ( Well, it's more like she designs her life in such a way that she's too busy to slow down and think about crying, because if those floodgates open... Well, Kate's not sure they'll ever stop. ) And what y'saw won't be an issue once I'm done here.

( It'll just be a mistake, erased by the giant cosmic blip that is Jigokucho. )

[With that, she doesn't hesitate to reach for her scythe again. Easily turning it so that the blade is upward, before latching it back onto the holster. Attention quick to turn back to Kate when she speaks, and immediately noticing the tiredness in her voice that immediately gets her to frown. The girl in front of her certainly having a chip on her shoulder.]

I'm sure. You seem like a tough one, so I don't doubt you.

[Even if she was an adult, she wasn't one to coddle. She'll definitely take Kate's words at face value, and hope for the best. Even so.]

If you ever need help though, I'll be here.

[And with that said, she takes a step forward, and crosses her arms. That last breeze hitting her face quite nicely, where she starts to feel that tiredness creep up. The back of her hand quickly rubbing her eyes, to wipe away the tiredness.]

You wanna head back and get some rest?

( Rest... isn't that a concept. Kate's never been good at it, even before she was like this. Always too much energy, always wanting to be doing something.

And now all it means is more nightmares. More suffocating twists on memories she tries desperately to wash away.

So, at Marie's suggestion, Kate checks the time on her phone, and relief floods her at the fact it's getting close to sunrise. )

I've got training. Think I'll go get breakfast.

( Her stomach sure seems to agree with the idea, anyway. )

C'ya.

( She is gonna climb down these apartments and get to ground. Hopefully no one is trying to enjoy an early morning by their window. )

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