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[Grainne has a... phone, but she lacks the understanding to use most of the features. Most messages send to her will go unanswered What on earth is that incessant chiming??? but she has a physical spot for letters outside her room in Perdita's wing.]

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[neverarightstep]

[The three bedroom flat has a long way to go before Grainne's satisfied with it, but as it stands it holds all the scents of home, or at least the Eros equivilent of it, and that's a comfort to her.

Grainne looks up at the knock, brushing hair out of her face and set the apples she's slicing down.

When she answers the door, she's wearing her dress and brat, the clothing she arrived in, hair tied back and flour marring an old apron she got second hand from some place in town. She brightens when she sees who it is.]

Samantha! You found my letter?

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[Sam was, as always, in a vest and slacks, the tie neatly put in place and her hair tied severely behind her back. The way she dressed? It would have been hard at a distance not to mistake her for a man sometimes. Smiling over at Grainne, she slipped in and nodded.]

I did. Thanks for that. I really should have been here to offer a house warming gift. You've been well, considering, I hope?

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Oh, yes. [She doesn't pause or dim, but she does sound a bit more vague.] I have kept myself busy. No need for a gift, please make yourself comfortable.

[The main room of her flat is arranged with cushions and floor level seating, around a brazier that holds a cheery fire. Grainne's focus stones sat on a table nearby, telling she's used it to practice her elements.]

Are you hungry?

[samantha_grey]

[Samantha made her way into the place, looking around and settling herself near the brazier, relaxing with a sigh before looking up at Grainne, considering. She'd half expected the offer, so she hadn't eaten since breakfast.]

Something to eat would be nice. Do you mind if I add a little spice to it? I... keep a little bottle with me all the time for that.

[Why ask something like that? Well, mostly because the kind of 'spice' she needed was blistering.]

I see you've been busy. Any progress?

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I don't mind, Samantha.

[Grainne steps over to the kitchen, taking an obviously home made loaf of bread and slicing off a hunk, and gathering a few other things before serving up a plate.]

Progress? [A pause as she figures out what Sam means.] Well, yes. I feel comfortable with all the elements now. Fire had given me some trouble, but it is making sense. I'm thinking of replacing that brazier with a proper hearth soon.

[Returning, Grainne holds out a plate of meat, cheese, bread and a sliced apple. Simple stuff.]

[samantha_grey]

[Samantha watched from the living room as Grainne worked, nodding.] Good. It takes time to work with the elements. There's always one that's harder than others, one that's easier. Oddly, I seemed to have the best knack for spirit myself. I think it's because all of the illusions I've heard of are spirit at their base, even if they draw on water and air.

And I don't know. A brazier's not a terrible thing until winter. [She took a bit of meat and cheese, rolling it up between her fingers and chewing on it thoughtfully, nodding in thanks. Gotta love carnivores.]

[neverarightstep]

A hearth would warm it up more, and now I can spell the smoke away. [Grainne laughed, settling down into a cushion.] This is nothing like home, but it is close enough.

How did you learn you are tied to spirit?

[samantha_grey]

There were a few rituals I went through, early on. The ones tied to spiritual magic were the easiest. It's not that I'm bad at the others. Those just come to me more quickly. Everyone has one they're talented in.

[She nodded, munching while the two talked.] And you're right. There's at least a little similarity here. It's helpful at times in learning how to do this.

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That is strange, I have found little on actual spirit, and even Gloria's- [Grainne pauses here, a worried tightening around her eyes.] Well, perhaps you can help me with it. Fire gave me enough trouble. I have been thinking on making an offer to some elementals.

[samantha_grey]

Spirit's harder to find information on. [She glanced over at her for a moment at the mention of Gloria's name. No, she wasn't surprised the woman had come into this. And she was going to play dumb. She trusted Grainne, but this was the agreement. Her training was to be an absolute secret. She didn't want it getting to the other sisters. Grainne knew that she was studying, and that was enough.]

I can help you with spirit, yes. It isn't easy, even if it's your talent. But I can help with it.

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I imagine that it is so because it is more powerful- and less physical than the others. I believe I am ready for it at least.

[She sighs and settles back on her cushions.]

Anyway, your note said that Peter was gone. Did you wish to talk about it?

[samantha_grey]

I'd... rather not speak about people that have gone missing today. As much as I do miss him, I'd feel better if I actually spent time with someone that's here in front of me. Does that make sense?

And I'm not quite sure I'd say more powerful... but it is kind of in everything a little.

[neverarightstep]

[She nods.] As you wish, Samantha. [The incident in the garden keeps popping up on Grainne's mind whenever people are said to disappear, but she doesn't really want to theorize on it.]

That makes sense. Some of the theory behind Amare seems to have similarities with magic in Eire, and there are a couple words I find familiar from other lands.

[samantha_grey]

A lot of the way they interact with their gods is ... familiar, but not the same. And, if you ever encountered hermetic alchemy, the elements are basically identical. [She shook her head.] It's just another sign that the various magics of different worlds all share something in common.

Spirit, ether, the Void, that one is always tricky because it doesn't have substance, not really. It's like a binding agent between all things, in all things, but itself separate.

[neverarightstep]

More or less. If I might speak honestly, I have always been a little wary of practicing magic for that part. I have seen terrible things happen when someone is meddling in things they do not understand and took too much initiative. Or were just a terrible person.

[Like the Dark One and Oisin's poor mother.]

Did I tell you of my terror for druids when I was wee?

[samantha_grey]

Yes... well, like any tool, it can be abused, and with enough power there are terrible things that can be done. [She sighed and shook her head.] But if you are careful to understand it, it isn't anymore dangerous than many others.

But no... you didn't. What about them?

[neverarightstep]

That is the whole problem, many of the youth do not bother to fully understand what they do. Others just do not care.

[She shakes her head, and then gives a nervous laugh.]

When I was small, the druids always seemed to important, and they knew so much and of course there were the stories of what the dark ones had done before. Someone with that much power and knowledge is terrifying to a young one. I am a bit wary of ones I do not know still, but it is more a healthy respect for them.

Though, I would happily string Diorruing up a tree for a few hundred years for what he did.

[samantha_grey]

[She snickered and nodded.] I grew up around magic and witches. The lore of druids was something that was normal to me, and I lived among the fae, so I don't think I ever had the chance to become as scared as someone from outside that life could be.

But I guess that makes sense. It's like being afraid of someone with a gun. The first time you hear it go off, it's terrifying, and seeing what it can do even more so. If you don't know as much about it, and Druids keep their secrets close, it can be scary.

...and like you said, a kid with a gun's a scary thing on its own.

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I'm not sure what that means...

[Grainne's not entirely clear on the whole gun concept in the first place, but coming from a place where children had been routinely taught how to use weapons from the age of seven, she'd probably not think it too strange.]

Some druids keep their secrets close. Others, like the healers, try to spread the knowledge as far as it will go, and then there are the law makers and advisers, and the bards are their own class entirely. I've not been afraid of the healers as much. I suppose it all comes down to power and knowledge. I always wanted to go to the... the, ah, bibliotecha. Biblioteque? Library. The Library, where the sum of human knowledge rests.

[samantha_grey]

Hmmm... right, sorry. Replace 'gun' with 'Sword' and it might make more sense. The use of a weapon is terrifying if you do not understand it, but in the end it is just the tool of the one who uses it. How much they keep their secrets to themselves, it is still just that, a tool.

...

The Great Library? [She sighed wistfully.] I heard it burned, long before I was ever born, though they made many after it. There's one or more in almost every town now where I live.

[neverarightstep]

Ah, yes. Every child is given a bit of a lesson about weapons, when they have to handle them, and training starts around seven years. I thought I would cut my own hand off by accident.

[She had qualms about her own children, but they had to start that young to gain the skills they needed as full warriors, and not to mention the requirements of the Fianna were very strenuous. She'd seen not a few youths fail at it.]

Yes, the one of Al-icks- you know I never managed to say that right. It burned? [Grainne seems distressed, even upset.] Oh, I had hoped, someday, I could take a journey there, even if I were a bit old. The ones here in Eros are marvelous, but the description I have heard from traveling bards would put Greta's to shame. Does anyone know how big it was, in your time? Did it really hold all of the knowledge of the world?

[samantha_grey]

Exactly. I need to remember to choose the right illustrations, sorry. [Ahem] And it's Alexandria, I think. They said it was a grand thing, definitely, and that a lot were lost. We only really have rumors to go off of, the fire that took the city claiming so much we couldn't be sure.

If I were to guess, though, no it didn't. It probably held most of the knowledge of the part of the world our people were part of. The isles and the mainland are what they call Europe. They and north Africa across the sea to the south were most of what the Egyptians had contact with. I doubt there was much from Asia and nothing from South Africa or the Americas.

They seemed to know that they existed, but theirs were worlds apart. The Earth is much larger than you know, Grainne.

[neverarightstep]

I've seen a map. I could not even find Eire on it... I had heard rumors of course, bards have a way of picking up the most interesting things. People going on journeys so long it took years to get anywhere. What was that Greek man who took twenty years to return home... things like that.

[samantha_grey]

Odysseus. Used the gates of Gibraltar to enter Hades. [She nodded. That was a story she knew for personal reasons.] Eire is a very small part. Very quiet. Very alone.

[neverarightstep]

[Very quiet? Grainne starts giggling, feeling in good spirits.]

You would not say that if you had ever been to a Samhain thrown by Aengus Og himself.