steepwithdead | Folkmore

Maybe you'll see it again one day.

[One way or another. This world has ways of offering glimpses of the past, familiar places. Or maybe Casey will drag him back to the past New York he's heard handfuls of snippets about. There's potential, regardless.]

Maybe. I'll keep it as a possibility until then. [Look at him, trying for being positive. Even if he's not entirely sure if he should go back with Casey. That is something he still needs to think about.]

It'd be nice to not see New York just corrupted by the Krang. Meaty pink tendrils everywhere was not something I liked.

[Caduceus is glad to see him positive, and thinking about it. He supports people pursuing what makes them happy, and gives them the best chance at life. He won't push for any decisions, though. It's a lot to ask or hope for.]

It doesn't sound like it would be appealing, no. Though I may be biased, I haven't had the best time with tentacles, either.

Dare I ask what you dealt with, or is that not polite meal conversation? [He is trying to give Cad a bit of an out here.] Wouldn't want to ruin the noodles we're demolishing here.

Ahhh, nothing that weird or troublesome, really. Lots of monsters. An eldritch demigod stalking a dear friend of mine. I almost got eaten myself, a few times. You'd be amazed, the number of things in one world that have tentacles.

[No hesitation in eating some more noodles, though. Clearly he wasn't eaten, so, he can eat.]

[The casualness at least confirms its nothing that serious. He polishes off his first bun completely now.] Glad it wasn't too troublesome. Just a bit annoying.

Hopefully your other friends haven't or weren't stocked by any demigods or anything close to that. Sounds like a pain.

[Well, it's still pretty serious, but they're working on it, and it's better he not get too deep into Fjord's problems still. So this'll do for now.]

I'll call it less than ideal. Still, it's nothing that can't be resolved with some work we're already putting in.

[Leonardo, whilst curious, at least has learned not to pry with age. If someone wants to tell him something, they will.]

If your whole group is as badass as you, I think you got it. [There is easy enough belief there.] Not sure if demigods are worse to wrangle with than aliens. Probably a lot worse in their own specific way.

If we're doing comparisons, I think you'd find the others significantly more so than me. I'm not much of a fighter.

[He can hold his own, reasonably. Mostly. But if he went toe to toe with any of them, they'd knock him on his butt in no time.]

I couldn't say what's worse, I've never fought an alien before. Or, I suppose, a demigod either yet? We did fight an aberration that was pretending to be a god, though.

You're still badass. You just embody it in a different way than what it is expected. Makes you more dangerous when you want to be. [He's dipping his second bun into the bowl, letting it soak into the broth.]

We can call it even, at least. I'm feeling like an aberration pretending to be god is pretty damn tough. I dunno how I'd handle that even remotely. [His eyes narrow a little in thought. Without more information he couldn't craft much of a defense against that.] The Krang liked assimilating things, people, buildings, vehicles.

Hmm. Thank you, I think? [He's not 100% sure it should be a compliment to be called dangerous, but Leo isn't really wrong, and it's spoken as a compliment, so Cad will take it.]

I've heard a little of that. They control whatever they infect, right? Almost like a hive mind.

[The reaction makes Leonardo at least pause for a moment, realizing dangerous isn't what everyone is going for.]

Don't know how much more you do want to hear. [It isn't the most fun topic all things considered.] Yeah, it's very much close to a hive mind, they all act in accordance to what the krang leaders want. Send information they see back to the brains behind it. A specific one was in charge of the hive mind specifically. We never could get to him.

[He picks up the bun, tearing off a piece.] Once you're taken by the krang, you're... gone. Your body is still here, but what made you, well, you is gone. It was like having a shambling corpse at that point.

[Caduceus doesn't look offended at least.]

It sounds a bit like necromancy, how some spellcasters are able to control the bodies of the dead. Some types of dead, anyway.

[A bone thrown, since he's aware the Krang can be an uncomfortable topic: Leo can keep the comparison going, or take the distraction and (quasi) subject shift.]

I always thought necromancy was something people made up to scare you. Did you deal with it a lot? [His natural curiosity means he definitely has to ask.]

Bits and pieces, yeah. There's actually nothing inherently wrong with necromantic magic- it's just one school of many, and it's all in how you use it. I know a few necromancy spells, myself.

Huh. [He's picking at the bun still.] What kind of necromancy spells do you use? Like... you reanimate people, or is it more complex than that?

Ah, no. [He's quick to correct that one.] The Wildmother abhors the use of undead, and I find the process distasteful, personally. But necromancy is more than that. It's any spell that manipulates the energy of life and death. Spells that steal life force from one creature to give it to another, that seal off the senses, that have different effects depending on how close to death someone is, spells that give extra life to someone who may be on the brink.

[He takes a sip of his tea, swirling around the contents to mix the fruit flavours a little.]

Necromancy is the school of magic that brings the dead back to life. Not to undead creatures, but true revival.

Fair. I'm not exactly fond of the undead either, but, if something came up in a pinch, I'd get it. [His family kind of sealed Raph's soul into a robotic body, he has no room to judge.

He is impressed by the range of spell work Cad describes.]

That is a wide range, though, a lot different than I expected. A lot cooler sounding too. Then again-any time I've heard of necromancy, it was on TV. Or Draxum muttering under his breath about something.

[Caduceus probably wouldn't be fond of Raphael's method of revival, but it's at least less of an abomination than zombies or liches. When the person remains as they are mentally, the rules are a little more flexible.]

I think it tends to earn a bad reputation on account of all the evil necromancers in the world, bringing zombies to life.

Pretty sure if you framed it as pulling your friends back from the brink, that'd go over a lot better. [He sets aside his bun to take a sip of his own tea.] Hard to beat a bad rep though.

No, people tend to not mind if you bring them back like that. But most don't know that's necromancy, either.

Raph got a little prickly when we brought him back. Mostly because he was worried we hurt ourselves. [These two are never going to run out weird things to say to each other.] You're right though, people don't really want to stay dead. There is always more living to do.

Did you hurt yourselves?

[That feels like an important detail.]

At worse, there was some strain for Mikey, Donnie and I.

I was recovering from losing my arm still to some extent, but Raph needed us. [The wound wasn't fresh by the time Raph showed up, but the trauma of a lost limb lingers.]

Strain is reasonable. That's different from outright hurt.

[His gaze shifts briefly to the port of his arm.]

That must have been a lot to happen at once, though. Many people would feel overwhelmed.

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