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Characters: Count Bleck (

bleh_heh_heh_bleck), OPEN
Setting: Library
Format: Starting with prose but will switch
Summary: Bleck is just searching through books, seeing if he can find anything interesting.
Warnings: None

The books in the library were all available to him. All but the ones that were removed by the administrators. And Bleck didn't mind that. For now. No, he was focusing on magic, dark magic. Spells that hadn't been available in his dimension before he'd killed his people.

He actually felt a bit guilty about that now, but not guilty enough to regret it. No, Count Bleck regretted nothing but allowing his father to take Timpani from him. So he'll be sitting in the library, a pile of books nearby. And the Dark Prognosticus floating alongside him, as always. As focused as he appeared though, he wasn't. He was thinking of a certain human woman he thought was dead, might not be, but most likely is.

"Timpani..."

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Bleck simply extends his hand towards the books, indicating that he could help himself to what was in the pile. The Count didn't really need anything from them now, he was clever enough to remember everything he'd read of importance.

"You look to be studying diligently, observed Count Bleck."

Aleph nodded, picking out a few of the books and flipping through them as he spoke. "In a place like this, I want to be able to improve my abilities as much as I can, and be as versatile as I can. I've always wanted to learn a little magic anyway."

"Then you will learn quite a bit from these books." He couldn't blame anyone for wanting to learn more where they could. Bleck had always taken a deep interest in magic. And his father later regretted letting the then Lord Blumiere study so diligently.

"Are you particularly skilled at magic?" Aleph asked, looking up from the books. He assumed so, given how many books he'd taken a look at. Some of these seemed beyond him.

"Count Bleck is quite skilled, yes. As all members of the Tribe of Darkness are." Were. Specifically dark magic but he could do other things if he ever made the effort to learn. Which he wouldn't.

"Would you tutor someone if they asked for it?" Aleph didn't have anything much to pay with, so he didn't bring that up. "Or at least provide advice - some of these spells don't look like I should be attempting them on my own."

"I have never tutored anyone in magic, mused Count Bleck. Though it would be interesting to attempt. I recall my fathers teachings before his death." Before Blumiere killed him and everyone else in the Tribe.

"Teaching is a skill of its own - not everybody can do it, but it helps to be an expert at what you're trying to teach." Aleph paused. "I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Aleph."

"A pleasure Aleph, I am Count Bleck." As if that wasn't obvious already from how he spoke but hey, introductions were polite. And Count Bleck was always polite, even if he was planning to destroy all dimensions.

"It is worth attempting, even if it is a skill I may not possess."

"Nice to meet you, Count Bleck. I look forward to working with you." Aleph held out his hand for a shake.

Count Bleck nodded and raised his own (disembodied) hand and shook Aleph's. It seemed completely natural to the Count, since he recalled all of his people had looked like that.

"A pleasure, Aleph. Count Bleck is looking forward to it as well."

Aleph let go of Count Bleck's hand - no real discomfort at shaking a disembodied hand, he was used to weird shapes - and looked back at his pile of books.

"Where would you recommend a beginner start?"

"Count Bleck specializes in dark magic so I would recommend something so simple as manipulating shadows. They can hide you in times of need." He had to think back a long way to try to remember what he was first taught and how.

"I'll give that a try. Thanks."

Shadows, huh? That kind of magic wasn't what he was used to.

"I believe I saw a book regarding the manipulation of shadows, says Count Bleck. One moment." The Count seemed to 'flip' from sight, the Dark Prognosticus following a moment later, and the flipping back into sight near the top of one of the bookshelves.

He took a few minutes to search and then plucked a book from the shelf and then flipped back to Aleph, handing it over to him.

"Thanks." Aleph took the book and tucked it under his arm. "That's a handy trick."

"It does turn out to be very useful. It is a skill that I'm sure you may master someday, Count Bleck is confident of that." Although his minions weren't able to flip as he did, they were still able to get where they needed with what skills they had at their disposal. It wasn't likely to be the same as Blecks' way though.

"I hope so. Well, I'll let you get back to your reading for now. It was a pleasure to meet you," Aleph said, inclining his head slightly.

"A pleasure meeting you as well, says Count Bleck." He inclined his head as well, ever so slightly.

"I'll see you later." With that, Aleph left the library.

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