Room 512, Tuesday Afternoon

[doesnotkneel]

There was a pile of cut grass right below Barry and Edward's window - a large pile. Edward knew this because he was currently sitting on the window sill again, peering down and testing the ledge just below the sill with his foot.

Just curiosity. He still wanted to know whether it'd be possible to scale the wall up and into his room, for utterly innocent purposes that had everything to do with him being bored. See, the thing about Skyrim was that they'd had a lot more pubs and a lot more general-- carousing, and being back here in this building with Barry and his machines...

It was taking him some readjusting.

Figuring out whether he could climb in and out of his own room the short way down was a pleasant distraction from that, if nothing else.

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[doesnotkneel]

"It does sound a bit stupid when I put it like that," Edward said wryly. He watched Lachlan as well. "I don't know. Could be I'm just talking rubbish, like."

[not_every_mage]

"No, that's not what I meant," Anders assured him. "This is just new, all right? I've no reason to doubt you, I just don't know what it is."

[doesnotkneel]

"Neither do I," Edward said wryly. "Though it's not nearly as spectacular as that thing you did back in Riften."

[not_every_mage]

"Still could keep you out of a fair bit of trouble," Anders shrugged. "But I'll admit, the Riften thing went -- exactly right. Made me glad I've been working on my control."

[doesnotkneel]

Edward might have been developing a bit of a platonic crush on the sheer capacity for mayhem winning fights Anders' magic represented. "What's the worst you can do?" he wondered.

[not_every_mage]

Anders let himself get distracted by Lachlan for a moment before giving an honest answer.

"I could have rained down fire on all of them."

[doesnotkneel]

"Really?"

That was both shocking and impressive.

[not_every_mage]

"Really. There are reasons you don't want to pick a fight with a mage," Anders told him. He somehow managed to sound both bitter and proud. "The reason my father called the Templars in to start with was that I'd accidentally burned down our barn. I wasn't quite 12."

It was a horrible memory. But if he tried to claim he didn't like having that level of raw power, he'd be lying.

[doesnotkneel]

Edward had no idea what that felt like because he hadn't gotten the local nobles angry enough to burn down his parents' barn yet, but he winced regardless. "Sorry to hear that, mate," he said. "Well, the being shuffled off to the Templars bit."

[not_every_mage]

"Thanks, but it got me here, didn't it?" Anders said, trying to sound philosophical. "Otherwise I'd probably be apprenticed to some trade or another by now. And a life making shoes or baking bread would bore me senseless."

[doesnotkneel]

"But you'd be free on your own terms," Edward noted lightly. "You could leave whatever trade and do as you pleased without your Templars showing up, going by what you've told me."

[not_every_mage]

"There is that," Anders admitted. "But I'd be free and unable to throw fireballs at anybody who annoys me. I'm trying to see the glass half full."

[doesnotkneel]

Edward shrugged. "All I know is, the more I hear of your Templars, the more I'd like to see someone give them a sound beating," he admitted.

[not_every_mage]

"Barry ever gets that portal working, you can come through it with me and go pound on them a while," Anders suggested. "Maybe with your powers, you'd even be able to see them coming."

[doesnotkneel]

"Depends on how much oddity they project, I assume," Edward said, grinning a bit.

[not_every_mage]

"Well, I think they're weird," Anders told him, also smiling. "They wear dresses on purpose. Not to mention the obsession with persecuting poor innocent mages like me. I keep suggesting they take up needlepoint instead, but no luck so far."

[doesnotkneel]

"Try knitting next time," Edward said. "Might get them working on more sensible gear while they're at it."

[not_every_mage]

"See, this is the other reason you'd have to come home with me," Anders informed him. "You give excellent advice. Though I'm not sure I want to arm that crew with knitting needles. They might put someone's eye out."

[doesnotkneel]

"They can knit, but they'll have to be under adult supervision," Edward said. "Say, don't you have a tower for that?"

[not_every_mage]

"Strangely enough we do," Anders said thoughtfully. "So, we let out all the mages, and turn it into a knitting school for Templars. It's foolproof."

[doesnotkneel]

"And then no one in the world needs to be terrorized," Edward said solemnly, "Neither your mages by the Templars, nor your Templars by their awful dresses."