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I may have found a book that could help you with your staff.
Granted, there's an equal chance it could be completely useless- but possibly worth a shot?

I don't know if I asked before either, but are you in De Chima?

[oh shit, that gets her attention.]

okay, i'm listening.

and yeah, de chima. over at #001 with the other nico.

It's not specific to your item, so there's no guarantee.
But I can bring it over.
Do you have plans tonight?

hey, it's a start.
and no, i was just gonna stay in. come over whenever

I can be there in half an hour.
Do you have somewhere to practice?

the backyard should be fine? as long as i'm not trying to do anything too big

Works for me. See you soon.

[ and annabeth is true to her word, knocking on the door to nico's place exactly 29 minutes later. ]

[damn, precise. nico opens the door, nodding to annabeth before stepping aside. the staff's in her hand, inactive.]

Hey, come on in. Can I get you something, or like... do you wanna just head out back.

I'm fine with whatever?

[ she steps through anyway, a couple of books in her arms, curiosity getting the better of her as her eyes scan around the entry. ]

I'm not like, thirsty or anything. If that's what you're asking.

[A shrug, before she turns and heads back.]

All right, just doing the hospitality thing or... whatever. C'mon.

[The house definitely bears the marks of its inhabitants, if Annabeth keeps scanning around as Nico leads the way to the sliding back door in the kitchen. Posters, framed prints, photographs. Things left around by the Doctor--half-constructed or deconstructed bits of electronics or mechanisms, guitars, books--plus some of di Angelo's things. Besides that, a shitload of candles, crystals, general witchy accoutrements and arts/crafts supplies from this Nico, along with potted plants and books placed kind of haphazardly. Not a messy place, just lived-in, organized chaos.

Anakin probably hates it. At least none of them are getting sand everywhere.

As she steps into the yard, she presses her thumb to the activation point. Nico winces and sucks in a sharp breath as the Staff's needle jabs her, before its light activates and it grows to its full length.]

Okay, so. What's the idea, Annabeth?

Thanks for the offer. [ annabeth supplies - polite guest etiquette - as she follows nico inside and through the house. of course she takes the time to scan the room around her, picking up on the details, recognizing the mythomatic cards and various other hades things. that would be her nico, for sure. the electronics get a curious pause from her, her fingers itching very lightly to reach out for them, before she tucks the urge back away and keeps moving.

she can assume, when it comes to the witchy things. the arts and crafts. the crystals. still, it's annabeth, which means she needs to at least do a once over as they walk through the room and back out into the yard. when nico stops, annabeth watches her, not necessarily shocked by the prick from the staff, but filing that info away as she drops the backpack that had been slung over her shoulder and setting down the books, rifling through until she picks up one and stands, stepping up beside where nico has the staff. ]

I'm prefacing this by saying that it's a theory. [ because she has to. annabeth looks down and starts flipping through the book, the cover mentioning something about inner power and studies of honing, controlling, and using whats within. it sounds a bit cheesy, which is why annabeth tries to hurriedly ignore that much, opening up to a page she obviously recognizing. ]

But- [ she scans the page again ] This mentions how magic can sometimes be a connection between mind and heart. [ if there is only the slightest twinge of 'oh my gods i can't believe i'm saying this', nico will have to ignore it. ] Focusing what you want to happen with a determination that it will.

[ a pause, to look up at nico with one arched brow, trying to figure out if what she's saying is totally insane or if it kind of makes sense. ]

[luckily, annabeth, she's used to magical thinking, even if she's not used to it working in tangible ways before she got the staff. nico nods along as annabeth explains, like all that tracks.]

Right, makes sense. Channeling intent and energy. So, let's put this through its paces... [glancing to annabeth.]

Any requests?

[ is it a relief that nico seems to get it, even if annabeth herself isn't exactly sold on how well she explained? yes. very much so. which is why annabeth nods, glancing over the page again before looking across the yard.

about twenty feet away there could be a fair sized branch in the middle of the grass, right? sure. she motions towards it with her head. ]

Can you make that into a traffic light?

[nico looks at it for a long moment, before she nods, holding the staff out in front of her with both hands, closing her eyes. the gold light in its ring crackles to life, and she focuses on what she wants to happen. she's figured out that commanding the staff along with her desire seems to be more reliable than just willing it.

her eyes snap open, and when she speaks, there's a certain weight to it.]

Limb to light!

[gold, glowing mist surges forward from the staff, enveloping the tree branch. in a flash, there's a decent facsimile of a los angeles traffic pole standing in the yard. perhaps not quite to scale, or matching in the details, but close enough. complete with a blue sign attached saying la brea blvd.

nico's eyebrows raise, and she laughs. she hadn't tried transmutation that complex before.]

Holy shit, that's new.

[ annabeth watches nico, the book still in hand and curious about the process she goes through for this to even work. that need to pick it apart step by step just so she can understand. but then nico's eyes open, and then she speaks, and annabeth can feel a different spark to the air around them.

the gold, glowing mist is new - and annabeth keeps an eye to it. to that, to the branch, and then eventually to the traffic pole now standing right in the middle of nico's back yard. annabeth - excited about this new development - quickly looks back over the book before shutting it with a definitive thud. ]

Not bad. [ she's smiling, pretty honest with her praise. ] Does it work?

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