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Logan: For our lesson, that is all we need to cover for now. After you are comfortable with these three cantrips, we will see about introducing you to two more. Cantrips have no chance of causing a Surge, so you can just keep practicing with moving your Dancing Lights around as we travel... Do you want to try summoning your familiar again, before we get going?

(Virgil shrugs,)

Virgil: Uhh, yeah. Let’s do that.

Logan: Remember how it went the last time. Replicate the feeling, speak the words, and wave your wand.

(Virgil focuses for a minute, waving his wand around nervously as he pulls that feeling to the forefront of his mind again. He feels the sparks build under his skin, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath,)

Virgil: …Ragar Los’vuthil.

(A flash of bright blue light, and... Virgil hears the other two gasp, but doesn’t feel the weight of Charlotte’s spider form on his shoulder.) 

Virgil: …Huh?? I don’t feel her, did it not work?? I felt something happen—

(Virgil opens his eyes to a white curtain, which he quickly surmises is his own hair. He looks around at himself, realizing what they’ve been staring at — his hair has grown twice it’s previous length.)

Vigil: Oh motherfuck— Is this permanent?? Logan, what the hell is this?! I wasn’t scared, why did it do the surge thing???

(Logan collects himself, checking his book as Roman grins at him,)

Logan: ...They aren’t caused by distress, it just makes them more likely... Yes, this one seems to be permanent. It is a fairly common one, apparently.

Vigil: God damnit, this is going to be so annoying to deal with... I’m going to have to get more dye in town... Alright, lesson over, so I can deal with this.

Logan: Understandable.

Roman: Your hair is so pretty!! —You have to let me braid it!

Vigil: No I do not!

Roman: Whaat?? There’s no way you can brush all of that yourself, it will take hours! At least let me help?

(Virgil glares at Roman for a minute, ignoring the odd sensation of so much added weight on his neck… then sighs, blushing slightly,)

Virgil: Fine, but If you make me look stupid, or put sticks and bugs and shit in my hair, I feed your fingertips to my spider!

Roman: That is an oddly specific threat. And why would I even do tha—

Virgil: But! First! You two need a change of wardrobe before we reach Loford. It’s not the safest town on the roadway, so the Paladin-bodyguard and noble brat librarian getups are gonna have to go.

(Virgil marches up to Logan and unpins his broach, tugging his capelet off of him. Logan tries his best not to blush as Virgil continues reprimanding them, unpinning his own cloak to draw it around Logan’s shoulders,)

Virgil: Logan, will you ditch the gold pin before you get yourself kidnapped again? Your profile is unique enough without you literally brandishing your tie to the government on your chest!  

Logan: …Virgil, are you certain the cloak is necessary? I wouldn’t want to take it from you if I don’t need to.

Virgil: Oh yes, it is. You’ll need it more than me; I’m stealthy enough without it, and I’m not the one who needs to avoid being recognized… And, apparently, black looks pretty hot on you. Good to know

(Before Logan can respond to that, Virgil turns to Roman,)

Virgil: And Roman… I hope you have a change of clothes, cause your robes are gonna be hard to work with.

Roman: Of course I have more than one outfit, who do you think I am~?

Virgil: A change of civilian clothes, Ro. I don’t doubt you have some flashy shit in your back pocket, but that’s not gonna work. I’m not going to help you if you get yourself mugged.

Roman: You are so mean! You’re stifling my self-expression!

Virgil: Civilian clothes!

(After Logan puts his discarded capelet and broach into it, Roman snatches the bag of holding from Logan and absconds behind a tree to change. He comes back with his hair half-up in a different outfit, his sash now around his waist. He strikes a pose,)

Roman: How do I look~?

(Patton and Ainsliee’s attention has been called to them by now, and while Ainsliee cheerfully plays with Virgil’s long hair where she can reach it, Patton smiles at his friends,) 

Patton: Oooh! Nice getup, Ro~! 

Virgil: …You look like some sort of fake pirate dandy from a gaudy portrait. 

Roman: “Dandy,” huh? So you find it attractive~?

Virgil: Sure, but ‘attracting’ is literally the opposite of what I just told you to do! You don’t exactly look very casual.

Logan: …That is about as close to casual as you will get with him.

Patton: Yeah, it doesn’t really matter what he puts on, it will look like a costume. It’s his flair~!

Roman: What are you two trying to say about my flair????

(Patton changes the subject, giggling,)

Patton: —Logan, you should switch your hair up, too!

Roman: Yeah, man, join the club!

(Logan complies, scoffing fondly as he does, knowing they just want to see him with his hair down more. While he does, Virgil frowns at Roman,)

Virgil: —Hey, wait, how did you change your eye color?

Roman: Hmm?? Oh, with Thaumaturgy! As long as I don’t try to cast any other spells, I can make them any color I want~! If we’re trying not to be recognized, I figured it would help.

Logan: ...Good thinking, Roman. I will do something similar.

(Logan uses a similar spell to change his hair from white to black, and Roman and Patton ‘oooh’ at him. Virgil just frowns again,)

Virgil: …That’s…neat? But it doesn’t change the fact that one of you has bright red hair, and the other is nearly seven fucking feet tall. 

(Patton glares at Virgil, and he sighs and growls,)

Virgil: …But…at least…you…tried.

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