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A Serpent's Curiosity  PV Selim   Finished 

Status: Private to @Selim Faust
Day: Feb 19, 2020 (backdated)
Time: around 3pm
Alan was sitting in one of the bean bags in the - aside from him - empty study room. He liked to go there, as it was usually not all too frequently occupied, as a lot of students preferred to study in the library instead. But Alan did not have much use for the rows of books; especially not when he wanted to train his focus on his abilities. He had gotten quite good to keep it in control, but often preferred to let it not get out of hand. He did not mind the occasional change in hair color or eye color, but he did not want it to happen in big spaces. He was simply not used to having to hold back, but apparently he still lacked training.

Proof for him had been the tea party, where his eyes suddenly started to flash and switch colors in a room full of people. Luckily the attention of the people had not been on him during that time. He just completely had lost all focus in his panic, so he wanted to revisit his training that he had been procrastinating on, as it was clearly necessary.

Alan did not want another repetition of the event. He did not want to hide his abilities or what he could do with them, but he also did not want to lose control over them completely. That would make it less an ability and more like a hindrance and he did not want to let it go that far again. So there he sat, staring at his hands, watching as his nails elongated and turned into small claws, that resembled the ones a lion might have, if they were more humanoid. Alan gently flexed his fingers, careful not to nip his own skin with what appeared like sharp claws. His eyes narrowed slightly in thought as he went one step further, making freckles appear all over his skin, but he quickly disregarded those, turning his skin back to it's normal form as he stared at his hands lost in thoughts... wondering what else he could practice with. Maybe his eyes? He used to have fun with that; switching eye colors, but it was quite a simple task to do. He assumed that was why his body usually used his eyes to show-case a rush of emotions, visualizing them by the color of his eyes or hair. Luckily this made it easy to regain his control as soon as he got his focus back. When he decided he had enough, he got up from the chair, ready to leave the room and step outside.
Last edited by Rosalind Kibitzer on 22nd April 2020, 4:21 pm, edited 1 time in total. Reason: By Alan's request

Sta 11 / Ev 8 / Str 2 / Wis 5 / Arc 9 / Acc 5 || Trunk || Font #ab7373 || Believe in yourself

A Serpent's Curiosity  PV Selim   Finished 

@Alan Vanes

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Selim wandered the corridors, in search of yet another unused room. So far, within the school, he had found three, and noted them on his mental map for future uses. Now, he was heading to a study room in hope of reading his tome in peace.

He had come across two, both of them in use and rather chatter-filled, but upon seeing another possible one up ahead, a small smirk pulled at his lips. He heard no noise from it, but he was cautious in approaching it, opening it just enough to see clearly inside.

It was then, that he saw a boy in Gryffindor robes, with brown hair, and saw his hand turn into a humanoid lion paw, then freckles appear and disappear on his skin.

His curiosity piqued. He knew that this ability was possible in the wizard realm, but the actual name of it escaped him, and he didn't fully understand the concept. Obviously, this curiosity propelled him to pen the door further quietly, and silently shut it behind him. He then walked up behind the boy, eyes focused on where his hand had animalistically morphed.

"How intriguing..."

These were his only words of greeting, if you could call it that. zoning out slightly, he ran through the possible biological changes that come with such a morph. Does the DNA of that one specific area change completely? Could it possibly cause problems if it gets messed up? Nerves not attaching, being internally bleeding as they ended abruptly to compensate for the sudden shift needed to sustain a paw?

He wouldn't settle for the simple, nieve answer of 'it's magic'. The body is a solid thing, made up of so many carefully made intricate micro-structures. If it was simply an illusion, then it would make sense, but it seemed solid enough.

So how does it work? Could one die if they do it wrong? Have some part of themselves biologically irreversibly changed?

And when wizards change into animals, how to they stay sentient? Their brains shrink, lowering the capacity to for it to function like a human mind? Is there some unknown magical component that somehow retains their consciousness?

He wanted to find out. Though, seeing as how he didn't know spells to keep someone in their shifted spell, and the fact that it's illegal to experiment on another human being at the age of 11 without the proper medical background, he'd just have to do it verbally.

"If you don't mind me asking, how exactly does that work? Are their consequences if you mess up a transformation?" Selim usually would've been more polite and given him his name and greeted the upperclassmen properly, but his scientific side had practically kicked into overdrive at what he saw.

He wanted to know.

"False Face must Hide what the Heart Doth Know." -Macbeth
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A Serpent's Curiosity  PV Selim   Finished 

The Gryffindor was staring at his hand, smiling slightly to himself as he kept his focus. Soon enough he began to stop concentrating on it, leaving it in the back of his mind however, so that his transfiguration would not change back to its usual state. He was out to see for how long he could hold it, without his concentration wavering. It seemed like quite a small transfiguration - at least for a metamorph - so it was not quite as difficult to keep his ability in check. If he had been changing his whole appearance, it could have taken a bit of a mental strain on him after a while or could have had a negative effect on him, if he had to gather additional information or be attentive. Another one of his weaknesses, as he knew by now. Alan was not ashamed of it though, each person had their weakness and it was up to each person to find ways to compensate with other traits they had or sometimes even talents.

"How intriguing...", he heard a voice, suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere. Alan had been so caught up in his training that he did not hear the door being opened, nor was he aware of the situation that the door had been opened silently. Alan glanced over at the smaller kid, that was stepping closer now. Well the other boy was not much smaller than Alan was, if he was being honest. But it was so rare for Alan to meet kids who were shorter than he was, that Alan felt rather tall at the moment. As soon as he had heard the voice, he glanced up from his claws and stared at the boy. What exactly was so intriguing?, the third year wondered.

Alan began to focus slightly; imagined how the claws would shrink down and pale out, until they resembled those of a normal human, filed down elegantly and soon enough they looked as such. His normal appearance of course. "C-Can I help you?", he wondered as he took in the other boy's appearance. Black bangs that fell into his face, with yellow piercing eyes that had slit pupils. Alan could not help but stare at the eyes for a while, before he realized that staring at the other might seem rude or weird, so he quickly shifted his gaze, letting it wander like it was normal.

"If you don't mind me asking, how exactly does that work? Are their consequences if you mess up a transformation?", the boy finally asked, his voice soft and quiet and Alan felt like he had to listen carefully to not overhear the questions the boy had to ask. Realizing now what had must looked so intriguing to the kid, he offered him a light smile and shook his head. "As far as I know, there is no backlash. I-It's based on concentration and focus and if I don't do that enough it simply reverts back to normal-", he explained with a light shrug. It was actually the first time that Alan had to explain how it worked to someone, so he was not quite sure himself how to best explain it. It was not like he kept it a secret or anything, but he usually just preferred to be his own self in daily life and did not want to copy anyone else or anything. Except that sometimes it could be quite the amusing thing to do. He also was not quite focused enough to keep any changes permanent over a long time, so that was another reason, he usually kept his own body.

"What about your eyes though, isn't that the same?", he wondered, tilting his head slightly, "Your eyes aren't human looking... a-aren't you a metamorph as well? Or is that spell work? Or are they- uhhh... what was it called again... c-contatcs?". Alan glanced back at the other child, hoping it was nothing too personal to ask. But it seemed more like a fashion choice rather than anything personal, but who was he to know?

Sta 11 / Ev 8 / Str 2 / Wis 5 / Arc 9 / Acc 5 || Trunk || Font #ab7373 || Believe in yourself

A Serpent's Curiosity  PV Selim   Finished 

@Alan Vanes

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At the boy's answer, Selim nodded, falling into deep thought.

How exactly would it work? Cells and DNA changing, bone structure changing, that had to have an impact on the physical body somehow. You can't just... change you're whole DNA structure like that with no impacts beyond appearance.

Magic was so irritating sometimes. It was often illogical... Selim hated things that were illogical to no end, and he often ended up frustrated in class because of the sheer surreality of it all.

He had seen magic enough at the compound, on a daily basis, in fact, thanks to his ever-constant and ever-patient butler. Selim often bombarded the poor elder with question after question when it came to how exactly magic worked, and every time the man answered, uncomplaining, to the best of his abilities.

He was a good butler, and simply due to this Selim often tried to go easy on him when it came to his services. He appreciated him, more then his parents ever seemed to. The man often taught him of the outside world, as he was technically part of it until he was hired to train more clan members in the ways of servitude.

He would never admit it to anyone, but he had a soft spot for the butler.

Blinking, Selim tore his mind away from the rabbit-trail his thoughts went on, and absently answered the question the upperclassmen asked him that his ever-active mind vaguely registered.

"They're just contacts, I wear them for many reasons I'd prefer not to disclose." His tone was clinical, and thoughtful. His eyes cast back to the Gryffindor, sharp, calculating as he examined him further.

His mind had shifted to try and theorize what he'd find out if he experimented on the boy, images shifting in his mind, changing perspective of the pictures to try and gauge everything from different angles.

In the end, he let out a mildly frustrated sigh. He could only speculate, and once again, laws got in the way of his gnawing curiosity. How troublesome.

(Some might say his morals were slightly askew had they heard such thoughts)

"I suppose you wouldn't be able to tell how your molecular structure changes when you use your ability simply from 'feeling' it?" A small, disappointed frown marred his face.

He supposed he wouldn't get much out of this preteen. Seems the library was his only option once again.

Most books though, he had found, were completely and utterly useless when it came to scientific theory. That fact was annoying, irritating, and he honestly might slightly loath wizards for their practically useless information that extends not much further beyond how to do such magic, and the consequences of preforming it. Could they not explain things better? Their lacking ability to sate his intrigue only made his goals that much more tantalizing.

If nothing it gave him motivation, he supposed.

"False Face must Hide what the Heart Doth Know." -Macbeth
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A Serpent's Curiosity  PV Selim   Finished 

@Selim Faust
Alan nodded slightly, a bit slowly perhaps as if he was thinking about what the Slytherin had told him just know. At least Alan believed he was one, based on the clothes the other boy was wearing. A uniform of his house, which left little doubt about his Sorting. And may it be stereotypical thinking, but the other boy appeared to look like a snake and it was clear which house was associated with the animal; not that it was anything bad however, it had just been a small observation the Gryffindor had made in the back of his mind.

When the other kid answered the question, Alan hummed slightly, but did not ask further. He had his answer and knew what made his eyes look different. He would stay with his thought, that most likely they were for fashion reasons, even though the Slytherin had hinted on there being multiple reasons for them. But clearly, as he had stated himself, he did not want to speak about them any further and Alan did not feel like asking more about them, as there were probably more interesting things to talk about. Alan also really wanted to help the kid get answers to the questions he had, but Alan was quite sure, that he did not have them.

"I'm s-sorry, but I can't really help you answer those questions, m-mainly because I never really questioned it myself", he replied awkwardly, "For m-me it is kinda normal and not much different from anyone else...", Alan apologized, before he thought for a little. There should be a way he could help him though, right? He furrowed his brows in thought, until he had an idea, his features relaxing before he perked up. "W-wait! I think I k-know who could give you answers!", he exclaimed slightly, raising his voice just a little bit, above his usual speaking volume.

"You should g-go and maybe ask Professors @Cypresse Lian, I am s-sure she can help you with s-some of your questions!", he explained to the snake-eyed Slytherin, before offering a light smile to the boy. Alan could not help the other boy further than that, at least not for now. He used to be taught as a kid, about his race, but he was quite young and his grandmother from whom he had inherited the gene from, died, when Alan was only a kid. So sadly, he had not been able to learn too much from her, but what he had learned, was probably the most valuable lesson that he could have gotten; that it was nothing to be ashamed off.

Sta 11 / Ev 8 / Str 2 / Wis 5 / Arc 9 / Acc 5 || Trunk || Font #ab7373 || Believe in yourself

A Serpent's Curiosity  PV Selim   Finished 

@Alan Vanes

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Upon hearing the boy's suggestion, Selim tilted his head. "Hmm? The blind one? Why would she be of any help?" He asked, blinking curiously.

Was there perhaps another wizard as interested in muggle sciences as he was? If so, perhaps he could bounce ideas off her, though he may have to keep some of his more darker scientific interests at mun. He honestly didn't feel like being questioned, or ridiculed for one of his future, if morally questionable, goals.

He had long since decided that no one would get in the way of his ambitions. His curiosity, he found, was something that could not be sated by just magic or science alone, no, it was a beast with a bottomless pit, a yawning void waiting to be filled with the knowledge of the world. Something he couldn't do in just his own lifetime... no, so he had to figure out a way to extend his lifespan, a way that would allow him to live longer, but not have him wither away like a dead plant, unable to care for himself.

There were many things he needed to figure out, but he almost didn't know how to take the first step... perhaps this professor could help him do so....

"False Face must Hide what the Heart Doth Know." -Macbeth
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A Serpent's Curiosity  PV Selim   Finished 

@Selim Faust
The other kid had to ask him a question, when Alan proposed the idea of talking to the Transfiguration professor. He nodded slightly, before clarifying for the shorter kid with long black bangs that fell into his pale face. "W-Well, sh-she might be able t-to answer those questions", the young Gryffindor explained to the even younger student. He actually had no idea how much younger the other student was, but he assumed he was younger. He looked like it and Alan also has not seen him around at all, so he would not need to be a good judge to make this observation.

"Sh-She would p-probably know more about this th-than I do currently" the third year added as well with a small smile. He hoped that he could help the other student in that way at least, by pointing him to what was probably the best source of information he could think of. He assumed that there were not too many books on metamorphmagis, because it was usually a skill taught and explained to someone by family members who shared the same skill or genetic defect, as he remembered it being called before.

Alan actually had little idea of his race, he just knew what he could do and that he could do it, but he never received any special kind of training. The only relative that could have taught him to control this, died when he was but a baby, leaving it to his parents to do their best in teaching him. One might argue that it had been flawed, but Alan knew they did his best and that the problem did not lie in them or their abilities. It had not been their fault that he was born with a defect that would make him change appearance, but at least now the third year had it mostly under control.

Sta 11 / Ev 8 / Str 2 / Wis 5 / Arc 9 / Acc 5 || Trunk || Font #ab7373 || Believe in yourself

A Serpent's Curiosity  PV Selim   Finished 

@Alan Vanes

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Selim nodded at the boy's words, noting the professor's name and storing the information he gained in this rather bland conversation in the back of his mind.

Mulling over the info as best he could, he stood up straight, hands behind his back as he looked at the upperclassmen with a neutral expression. "Well, thank you for your time. I'll leave you to whatever you were doing before. Good day."

He had gotten all the information he could from the rather unhelpful Gryffindor, so there was no point in lingering.

Swiftly he turned on his heels, begging to walk away from the boy. His mind was preoccupied with ideas and theories of the boy's abilities, and he sifted through them with surgical precision, picking out points of interest and discarding theories he could disprove with the knowledge he had gained over the years on science.

Honestly, he probably knew more about muggle science then any purebloods in the school did, so far, he hadn't met anyone who was equally passionate about his interests as he was. It was a depressing thought, he was alone in his curiosity about science, but he supposed that was fine, he'd be able to reach his ambitions on his own if need be.

No matter what, he'd strive for them.

He just had t get past his clan first.

"False Face must Hide what the Heart Doth Know." -Macbeth
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A Serpent's Curiosity  PV Selim   Finished 

The third year was not fazed by the other boy's neutral expression. He neither knew name nor year of whoever he had just talked to, but he only got to that realization when the other boy had already left. It did not seem like the boy with the slit pupils was interested in a conversation of any way once he had found out that Alan could not deliver the answers he so desperately wanted. Alan wondered if he was expected to know more about what he could do, wondered whether he should have known the answers to those questions the shorter boy had. He however was quick to disregard those thoughts and took his stuff and left the classroom as well. There was no way that he would be focused enough now to continue with the training he had been doing. His thoughts were swimming, drowning even as he made his way to his common room.

Entering the familiar territory his thoughts finally quietened out as he let himself drop into one of the cushioned armchairs, sinking into the fluffy furnace as he let his mind get some rest. He still had a bunch of homework to do and was hoping to do so later on. He just needed a break for now.
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@Selim Faust

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