The Great and Lovable Peridot (
periphrasing) wrote2017-05-06 11:14 pm
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WE GOT DEMONS UP IN HERE
It’s around noon when Peridot performs the summoning. By all traditional, dramatic accounts, this might seem an unorthodox time of day to be cracking the barrier between realms and calling upon the infernal forces of hell itself, but, hey. She’s only human, after all; she has a job, a schedule to keep, a sleep pattern to maintain…
Frankly, if you ask her? Anyone who risks doing their demon summoning in the middle of the night while exhausted, just because of tradition or for the ambience or whatever, is probably a clod who deserves to get devoured by an incubus.
No. Peridot is much more pragmatic than that. That’s why she’d woken up this morning after a solid night’s sleep and decided that today, at last, would be the day to act. She’d had herself a sandwich, changed into her work clothes, made sure to hydrate properly AND gone to the bathroom AT LEAST three times before she had gotten settled in to start with her preparations, gleefully determined to put her plan into motion.
Soon enough, the pentagrams had been drawn out, the lines double and then triple checked for accuracy. Incense and candles were both lit, ceremonial items and offerings laid out in the proper arrangements according to all the books. And the whole time that she’s working, in spite of the preciseness of her measurements and the thoroughness of her research, Peridot is achingly aware of the riskiness of this endeavor she’s about to undertake. She’s confident in her theories, and in her own abilities as a summoner, but…
A double summoning. It’s a concept often muttered about among all the scientists at the extradimensional research department which Peridot is employed at, but it’s rarely ever attempted. Too risky, everyone always says. Too many variables, the spells too wordy and complex and the demons… to unpredictable. Managing just one is a struggle for many of those who delve into the dark arts.
But not for Peridot. What can she say, she’s always looking to push the limits of her field, and pulling off such an allegedly impossible feat seems like the biggest and most impressive limit to break of them all.
And all that ambition has led her, at last, to this point. Everything is ready. She seats herself across from the pentagrams, spell book laid open on the floor in front of her, a sticky note with the names of the demons she has selected for this experiment stuck to the edge of the relevant page. She’s practically shaking with excitement, has to take a breath to center herself, focus on the moment before she starts to read aloud.
Ancient words from a lengthy passage. Peridot pronounces every one of them clearly and accurately, and then calls forth through the void for them: Jasper and Lapis Lazuli.
She sits quiet, stock still, and waits for the response.
Frankly, if you ask her? Anyone who risks doing their demon summoning in the middle of the night while exhausted, just because of tradition or for the ambience or whatever, is probably a clod who deserves to get devoured by an incubus.
No. Peridot is much more pragmatic than that. That’s why she’d woken up this morning after a solid night’s sleep and decided that today, at last, would be the day to act. She’d had herself a sandwich, changed into her work clothes, made sure to hydrate properly AND gone to the bathroom AT LEAST three times before she had gotten settled in to start with her preparations, gleefully determined to put her plan into motion.
Soon enough, the pentagrams had been drawn out, the lines double and then triple checked for accuracy. Incense and candles were both lit, ceremonial items and offerings laid out in the proper arrangements according to all the books. And the whole time that she’s working, in spite of the preciseness of her measurements and the thoroughness of her research, Peridot is achingly aware of the riskiness of this endeavor she’s about to undertake. She’s confident in her theories, and in her own abilities as a summoner, but…
A double summoning. It’s a concept often muttered about among all the scientists at the extradimensional research department which Peridot is employed at, but it’s rarely ever attempted. Too risky, everyone always says. Too many variables, the spells too wordy and complex and the demons… to unpredictable. Managing just one is a struggle for many of those who delve into the dark arts.
But not for Peridot. What can she say, she’s always looking to push the limits of her field, and pulling off such an allegedly impossible feat seems like the biggest and most impressive limit to break of them all.
And all that ambition has led her, at last, to this point. Everything is ready. She seats herself across from the pentagrams, spell book laid open on the floor in front of her, a sticky note with the names of the demons she has selected for this experiment stuck to the edge of the relevant page. She’s practically shaking with excitement, has to take a breath to center herself, focus on the moment before she starts to read aloud.
Ancient words from a lengthy passage. Peridot pronounces every one of them clearly and accurately, and then calls forth through the void for them: Jasper and Lapis Lazuli.
She sits quiet, stock still, and waits for the response.
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And start looking around the room she's been summoned in, since it's full of all kinds of weird shit she's unfamiliar with.
There's a few sketchy moments as her hooves start to slide out from under her before she catches herself.
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The fact that Jasper actually answers the question is certainly a nice change of pace as far as cooperation goes, and it’s firing Peridot’s natural curiosity up again. Plus, the information she’s gleaning from this (provided Jasper is telling her the truth) is utterly fascinating. She’s never heard of a summoning like that before?
She knows the camera should be getting all of this down but, wide-eyed and intently focused on Jasper’s every word, she still whips out a little notepad and pencil and starts scribbling information down.
“So did you do it? Defeat their enemies for them, I mean?”
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"And Lazuli," Peridot says, pointing at the other demon with her pencil. "What about you?"
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"The first time I was summoned? Your kind was still in mud brick shelters. It'd only been one human, and I wouldn't say it was a human sacrifice I was given exactly? He'd killed one of his friends, but it wasn't an offering, but it was a catalyst for it. It was the emotion that summoned me. Fear, loss, regret, anger, and powerlessness. He'd wanted revenge against their leader at the time? Apparently they'd killed his lover, or something like that, and his friend was the one who sold her out. He'd wanted me to wipe out his whole village."
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As Lapis speaks, she raises her eyebrows a little, tentatively impressed.
"Did you do that?"
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Take note, Peridot.
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She'd absolutely do it again if given half the chance, but Peridots' bindings are way too tight and well placed for that sort of mischief.
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"How'd you do it – what did you use to destroy them? I would've thought you'd... work on a smaller scale than that."
She doesn't sound skeptical about it at all, but...
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"Yes. I would like to know this as well."
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"The scale I work on depends on how many people they want revenge on. Most of the time it's personal squabbles, petty one on one stuff. Sometimes it's a bit bigger than that."
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"Yes, I'd also like to know that," she agrees, pausing just briefly enough from scribbling notes down at a dizzying pace.
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She narrows her eyes.
"Impressive."