Cannon 3

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[20:29] Moving to unravel their cloak, Blake figured it was better to ask Lemuria to look than anyone else. Blake didn't trust showing people theirbody too much. Of course Dillion was the only other exception for obvious reasons. WIth the CLoak undone, soon came the tunic! It was embedded with the same Adamantite armor platings that Lemuria had given them, thrown down on the ground to expose most of their body, one that was far more femme than they had liked to show people.

And one with aged scars littering across the entirety of their back, some on the necks, and even the arms. But these scars were old, very old ones. Ones that likely existed from the time Blake lived with their abusive parents. "Well, anything? I can't exactly see spirits or mana consciously liek you can. Maybe that'd help?"

If Lemuria was able to see directly at Blake's mana circuits, she'd notice the bundle of independent, weaker ones in Blake's lower belly, as well as near every major node of Blake's mana circuits, there were runes of holy mana effectively chokeholding Blake's own. Preventing any occult power from flowing, as if dammed up.
(Blake Augustus)
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[20:43] Lemuria's eyes flashed a spectral blue color, as she began to scan Blake's body in its entirety.

"I will need you to keep calm and focused, for when I release this blockage, you may suddenly exert a tremendous amount of mana if you are not prepared for it."

With that, Lemuria quickly drew a glyph in her hand, comprised of the same runes that she utilized to stabilize the outpour of mana from when she forged Dragmire's armor. This time, though, they were utilized in tandem with an ability both of them would be familiar with:

The ability to drain life. The ability to drain mana.

However, it was not used to harm. Rather, it scanned through every inch of Blake's body, causing tiny, seemingly insignificant amounts of mana to leave them. They wouldn't even be able to feel it-

That is, until she got to the more significant nodes.

This is the part that would be rather painful. Due to the fact that holy and occult were fundamentally incompatible, when the glyph passed over the nodes, it forcefully drained any semblance of holy mana from the runes, causing a small burst of occult mana in the specified location. Before any damage could be inflicted to Blake's body, however, the runes drawn on the glyph quickly stabilized their mana circuits, resulting in nothing more than a very short lived, yet intense, burst of pain in the affected areas.

It was similar in both form and function to tearing a bandaid off.

Lemuria repeated this for as long as Blake would allow her, until the process was either completed, or they decided that they didn't want to deal with the pain anymore.
(Lemuria Augustus)
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[20:50] There were several of these nodes that were blocked out. But luckily, it wasn't every single one. Only the major ones SUch as near the heart and throat, and the palms of the hands, as well as the eyes. With every node gone over as Lemuria did, several of the blockages were removed.

Each one being removed caused a grunt of pain to come from Blake. But luckily, they were used to pain. Each piece of holy-rune damming of mana that was removed, let off a sound of someone in pain, as well as a small occult flame to flare up. Blake had never truely given up the magic. It was an integral part of them, and their personality. The desire to break the limits of humanity, even if it cause them to go into sadistic psychosis at times.

"I swear by the Dark Lord I am going to break that exorcist's skull when I get the chance." Blake mumbled outload, as their body began to sweat. They could endure the pain, but eyes looked toward their sister as each holy block was ripped apart. "I'm okay. But is the little one? This hurts A LOT. I don't want the stress to hurt them."
(Blake Augustus)
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[20:51] Alita walks in on stuff happening, and now knows blake has formations upon her chest. no real surprise. A wave is given to each of them, Alita disregarding the pain that Blake is going through.
(Alita Tym)
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[20:54] Lemuria rolled her eyes, continuing to scan every inch of their body with the glyph.

"The child will be fine, Blake."

Lemuria shot a wave over in Alita's direction, but was otherwise too focused on the matter at hand to offer much more.

"It will, however, take some time for you to relearn how to use your occult magic. You must get reacquainted with the mindset necessary, apply it to your casting, and all that. You do not have to relearn it all from the ground up, mind, so it will take much, much less time."
(Lemuria Augustus)


-----SCENE TWO------


[22:26] Plopping down on the seat, it seemed Blake was busy running little errands here and there. It seemed that Blake was in the process of doing the infamous act known as 'nesting'. Adjusting various things around the house, ensuring they were as baby proof as possible, all while being an angsty and anxious about the whoel ordeal.

And yet when they had finally sat down, the individual gave off a somewhat relaxed sigh. It was good to do that. To sit down. TO be able to relax. TO not have to run around all over the place in a somewhat panicked state. "I am so over this already."
(Blake Augustus)
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[22:27] Lemuria giggled in response to all of this, taking a sip of her tea that was so hot that it probably needed to be baby-proofed too.

"Are you enjoying yourself?"

She already knew the answer to that. She was just being cheeky.
(Lemuria Augustus)
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[22:30] Lightly shaking their head, Blake confirmed that they were infact, not enjoying themselves. "Instincts are a bitch. I hope I don't have to deal with this again any time soon. I don't know why I'm doing all this here. Maybe because I'm not comfortable at my new place in Theria yet." It took time to adjust to a new home.

Leaning forward just a bit a soft 'oof' escaped Blake's lips. Eyes focused on their sister. "Think it's okay to try and unblock the rest of my mana yet?" Figuring to leave it up to Lemuria on this one.
(Blake Augustus)
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[22:32] Lemuria Augustus says, "Mmmmm."
[22:32] Lemuria Augustus says, "Yes."
[22:32] Lemuria Augustus says, "It should be okay."
[22:32] Blake Augustus says, "Good, good."
[22:33] Blake Augustus says, "I'm ready to stop being helpless."
[22:34] Blake Augustus says, "Not having the power I worked so hard for is annoying."
[22:35] Lemuria Augustus says, "I can imagine."
[22:36] Blake Augustus says, "Though for future training you should probably come to mine and Dragmire's house, for the record."
[22:38] Lemuria stood up and took a few steps forward, jotting down the same glyph she used just the day prior on the ground below. With a final, forceful push, the glyph began to glow a bright purple, signifying that it was ready to be used.

"Stand there."
(Lemuria Augustus)
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[23:08]
{LOAD GAME}

[23:15] It wouldn't take Blake long to do as they were told. Wanting to get this done as quickly, and as painlessly as possible. Much like before, the young femme was quick to take thier clothing and well, deposit it off their body. Regardless of their scars which Lemuria had already seen, and regardless of the fact they had a little one causing their belly to bulge.

It was easier to find mana circuits this way, without any interruption of material in the way. Or that was at least, what they believed. "Alright. Let's get this over with."
(Blake Augustus)
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[23:24] And with that, Lemuria once more clapped both of her hands together, an occult aura enveloping her body. She thrust her hands against the ground, flooding the glyph with a tremendous amount of occult mana, as it shot up through Blake's body, slowly pumping the mana through their circuits. Unlike last time, where Lemuria drained the mana out, this time, she caused it to flow, bursting through the holy blockages like they were nothing. That was the nature of this glyph: To stabilize occult energy and force it to flow naturally without dispersing.

Without this glyph, in fact, there's a good chance that this procedure would've caused Blake to explode from the inside-out.

...Oh, and the baby, naturally, would be bathed in this occult mana as well. There would be no mutations, no harm, or anything of the like to come from this. However, the child would, at least subconsciously, be well-acquainted with the feelingsof occultism from the point it left the womb.

Perhaps, in time, this would cause another occultist to be born into this world.

This process was significantly less painful than last time, perhaps conspicuously so, but it would nonetheless cause the feelings Blake most associated with occultism to surge tremendously- perhaps to an overwhelming degree- for several moments.

"The next time you try to cast an occult spell, you should re-learn all of your abilities at once. However, I do warn you; you will once more become detectable. So I implore you, Blake- be careful and mindful."

That was conditional on Blake even being able to control an attempt to cast. After all, the result of this process could very well be akin to a volcanic eruption, in a way. But if Blake did manage to suppress the urge to cast, Lemuria's occult mana would fade completely, allowing Blake to pace themselves and relearn at their own pace.
(Lemuria Augustus)
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[23:40] The glyph was a rather strange one. One that caused Blake's eyes to well up upon the sight. It was as if it was a a sign. That perhaps the Dark Lord didn't abandon them. ANd that their occultism being blocked and removed was just a test given to them.

Once the glyph began to glow and the Occult mana hidden in Blake's body as well as the mana given off by Lemuria merged and pressed through their body, the young woman only let off a grin. The wrath, the lust, the passion to break one's own chains and do what must be done for their ambition, it all came back--- all like a waterfall clashing agains their body as that dark, eerie glow collapsed against their body.

A chuckle came from Blake's form. Letting out a laughter as their own aura emmerged once more, both hands tightened. And tightened so hard that blood was drawn from nails digging into Blake's palms. "I missed this. So much. This feeling, this desire to rip and to tear. To take what I want, when I want. It was trapped for far too long." The eyes of Blake rolled back, an entire full body shudder occured. With their body lunging forward once, the power that was forcing Blake's mana circuits to reopen to the darkness seemed to fade.

Lemuria's words spoken and heeded. "As I said. I have no intention of sticking around Osrona. I was already outted and thus... I'd be suspect again. I only allowed my magic to be 'cleansed' for the sake of not dying in the moment."

The aura stuck around Blake's form, a fist opened up to allow for black magics to drip from their very palm. With a flicker toward the houseplant--- Blake's eyes widened. The golden glowing iris's almost immediately zapping the plant of it's lifeforce once more. And the flow of power returned tothe teen.

"Hello darkness, my old friend.~"
(Blake Augustus)