[Konoha, too. She felt like she hadn't understood a single thing about Struxta. About robots, and why what they did had helped contain the Storm... She still didn't get it. Maybe didn't even want to.]
I can "make"... um, "summon"? Food.
[Which, honestly, was the best she could hope for as a power when she had two stomachs and a near half ton body to keep fed, but.]
Just raw things though, it doesn't just appear cooked...
Sort of... I'm still getting the hang of it, so. I ate a lot of that awful grey porridge, too...
[Two stomachs to fill, after all.
Just the memory of the taste and texture made her nose wrinkle a bit in distaste, but... at least it was behind them. At least the whole world and it's unbelievable metal things was.]
Not until I arrived here. Lady Astoria apparently decided to gift me with a new ability as well.
It's... [Kinda weird and hard to explain. Only one person had recognized it immediately upon arriving, and she hadn't shown it to a lot of people.] It's a way to carry things without their being seen.
Konoha puzzles over the idea in her head, but eventually has to ask, even as she ducks down low to get inside the Temple's kitchen past the lower door frame.]
[She follows after Konoha is safely through, making sure she has plenty of space.]
It might be easier to demonstrate. Would you mind lending me your basket for a moment, Konoha?
[When Konoha turns around, she may note that the colorfully wrapped package Jing had been holding earlier when they first met has disappeared, apparently into thin air.]
[Pretty much, yes, that is exactly what happened.]
Thank you. [She nods and takes the basket that Konoha hands over. She makes a motion like she's tracing and opening an invisible door in the air, and then the basket disappears entirely from sight.]
It's something like that. But I can also... [She holds her hand out for Konoha's, smiling gentle encouragement and asking permission at the same time.]
Konoha practically jumps out of her skin even though she had been told something like that was going to happen, all four hooves actually leave the ground for a moment, eyes wide, but she tries to not freak out like she had when she realized she could... make food appear. Be cool, Konoha, be cool-]
A- Ah...
[Her ingredients...
But. She could bring it back, right, so... She shakily gives her hand.]
I promise not to, Miss Konoha. [She says with a small smile.
When she takes Konoha's hand, there is a brief, strange sensation, as if there were another smooth surface between them. But even when she pulls her hand away, Konoha should still be able to note an invisible curved wall in the air close at hand, that stays just out of reach unless she's otherwise thinking about it.]
Try opening it again. [Cryptic instructions, Jing...]
The hairs are standing up on the back of her neck but Konoha does her best not to panic or look too scared, concentrating fiercely. There... feels like there's something there, just out of reach, but...]
Opening it...
[YEAH THAT IS REAL CRYPTIC, JING. ... But Konoha tries.]
You just need to think about your basket again. [Jing attempts, smiling in what is hopefully an encouraging way.] I promise it's still there, and you can pull it back out when you need it.
And that's...more or less my power from Astoria. [Yeah, she hasn't actually figured out an elevator pitch for this. Though at least in Struxta she'd been introduced to elevators.]
[She really shouldn't be shocked by any of these seeming miracles, considering, but she blinks slow surprise anyway before plucking the apple from Konoha's hand and inspecting it herself.]
Does this work on anything you can think of? You said it only works on raw foods, but is that limited by fruit or vegetable or meat or anything like that?
Does it have to be something that you already know about yourself? [What if they accidentally summon the meat of some kind of creature from another world? Or a plant that was edible for some, but poisonous to others?]
There was a spiced bread at the inn in El Minha, the world Lady Astoria sent us to before Struxta. It was made out of a grain I've never heard of before, on waist-high stalks with maybe a handful of seeds that could be ground down into flour. I wonder...[Well, she can't recall the name of the plant at the moment. Maybe they should save the experiment for later.]
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I feel the same way. Not least because in addition to the magic it seems I'm often out of place in time as well.
[Particularly in Struxta. Oh well. She shrugs a bit as the stone buildings that housed the kitchen and the courtyard come into view.]
What does your new magic do? Is it something to do with cooking?
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[Konoha, too. She felt like she hadn't understood a single thing about Struxta. About robots, and why what they did had helped contain the Storm... She still didn't get it. Maybe didn't even want to.]
I can "make"... um, "summon"? Food.
[Which, honestly, was the best she could hope for as a power when she had two stomachs and a near half ton body to keep fed, but.]
Just raw things though, it doesn't just appear cooked...
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[She'd packed lunches, but the food at the last world had been...considerably lacking.]
I suppose when there's such a large universe to draw from, the difference between the two can be very difficult to pinpoint...
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[Two stomachs to fill, after all.
Just the memory of the taste and texture made her nose wrinkle a bit in distaste, but... at least it was behind them. At least the whole world and it's unbelievable metal things was.]
You also have "magic"?
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It's... [Kinda weird and hard to explain. Only one person had recognized it immediately upon arriving, and she hadn't shown it to a lot of people.] It's a way to carry things without their being seen.
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Konoha puzzles over the idea in her head, but eventually has to ask, even as she ducks down low to get inside the Temple's kitchen past the lower door frame.]
Like... the things in your hand become invisible?
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It might be easier to demonstrate. Would you mind lending me your basket for a moment, Konoha?
[When Konoha turns around, she may note that the colorfully wrapped package Jing had been holding earlier when they first met has disappeared, apparently into thin air.]
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Completely oblivious, still having trouble believing in magic even as she talks about it, Konoha offers the shallow basket over.]
Sure.
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Thank you. [She nods and takes the basket that Konoha hands over. She makes a motion like she's tracing and opening an invisible door in the air, and then the basket disappears entirely from sight.]
It's something like that. But I can also... [She holds her hand out for Konoha's, smiling gentle encouragement and asking permission at the same time.]
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Konoha practically jumps out of her skin even though she had been told something like that was going to happen, all four hooves actually leave the ground for a moment, eyes wide, but she tries to not freak out like she had when she realized she could... make food appear. Be cool, Konoha, be cool-]
A- Ah...
[Her ingredients...
But. She could bring it back, right, so... She shakily gives her hand.]
Please don't vanish my hand, though...
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When she takes Konoha's hand, there is a brief, strange sensation, as if there were another smooth surface between them. But even when she pulls her hand away, Konoha should still be able to note an invisible curved wall in the air close at hand, that stays just out of reach unless she's otherwise thinking about it.]
Try opening it again. [Cryptic instructions, Jing...]
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The hairs are standing up on the back of her neck but Konoha does her best not to panic or look too scared, concentrating fiercely. There... feels like there's something there, just out of reach, but...]
Opening it...
[YEAH THAT IS REAL CRYPTIC, JING. ... But Konoha tries.]
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Konoha tries to... invision??? her basket and its contents. Wild mushrooms. Gathered nuts. A few wild root vegetables and stalks.
Wait, was that it?
WAIT, WAS THAT THE BASKET BACK IN HER HANDS???]
A- Ah... there it is...
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And that's...more or less my power from Astoria. [Yeah, she hasn't actually figured out an elevator pitch for this. Though at least in Struxta she'd been introduced to elevators.]
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Still, she can't help but examine the basket and the forage just to be sure before she finishes clopping over to the kitchen counter to set it down.
As weird as she found it still... she supposed it was her turn??? And she'd been planning to do it anyway, so-]
Mine is... uh,
[She frowns in concentration, cupping her hands together flat on the countertop, thinking of apples...
Until one is between her hands, and she holds it up for inspection.]
This.
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Does this work on anything you can think of? You said it only works on raw foods, but is that limited by fruit or vegetable or meat or anything like that?
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[As shocked as she'd been when she first realized she had a power, she had tried to experiment a little since...]
Do you want something in particular? I can try.
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[That's a good question...]
I've only tried with food I've eaten before.
[Mainly because she could picture it pretty well... maybe she could picture something if someone described it?]
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There was a spiced bread at the inn in El Minha, the world Lady Astoria sent us to before Struxta. It was made out of a grain I've never heard of before, on waist-high stalks with maybe a handful of seeds that could be ground down into flour. I wonder...[Well, she can't recall the name of the plant at the moment. Maybe they should save the experiment for later.]
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What's bread?
[... Actually, if she doesn't even know that maybe it's a lost cause.]
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The mun is just making stuff up at this point.Jing is briefly taken aback...]Have you ever had a steamed bun? Mantou? It's a little bit like that.
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The... ones with red bean in them? Like rice cakes but you use buckwheat?
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