Grounders10
Nine-Tailed Kitsune
- Location
- British Columbia, Canada, Mars
Nodoka leaned back and Blackburn continued writing. After a few minutes, he sighed and paused in his notetaking. "This, I've never seen anything like this." He said with a tone that was at once frustrated and excited. "Most curses I've seen are one and done deals. Even those that have ongoing effects are no more complicated than conjuring fire at the end of it. This though…" He shook his head before flipping back through the pages.
"Let's start from the top. There are three parts to this curse. Most only have one. There's the transmutation itself. Very standard from what I can tell, though rather potent. It's the other two parts which I find interesting. From what I can tell the transmutation part, in your case shifting you into a girl, is intended to be permanent. Someone, at some point, decided to change that and tacked on two additional bits somehow. The bindings between these spells are incredibly complex. It'll take me weeks, maybe months to figure them all out."
He pointed to a page covered in what appeared to be equations. "The second spell is intended to suppress the first, but it is by itself too weak to do so consistently. That's where the third spell comes in. It ties the second spell, which unless I miss my guess was never intended to be used to 'suppress' merely instead it was meant to permanently counter weaker spells. Anyway, it ties the second spell to an external source of power. I can't say what that source is, however. I would need more time. However, that third spell is the issue."
Ranma stared at him for a long moment. That was the most thorough explanation of her curse she had ever received, and it had taken him maybe ten minutes to do it.
"And what is the issue?" Her mother asked before she could get her thoughts in order.
"It's tied to nothing right now," Blackburn said bluntly.
Formond scowled from his seat. "So it's got nothing powering it then?" He asked as he stood, taking his bowl over to the pot of soup.
"Exactly." Blackburn sighed. "As far as I can guess the back and forth change of the curse must be caused by turning the power of the suppression spell on and off. This curse is complex, however, and I can't say for certain I'm not missing a part of it. Right now even if you expose it to the right trigger it has no power. I've read of spells like this before and what happens when they lose their source of power."
Ranma closed her eyes and sighed. "Whatever it was is probably back home." She said with a scowl.
"More than likely." The wizard nodded. "In my readings about spell forms of this nature I discovered that it is not uncommon for them to break when crossing from one world to the next. Especially if the portal you used closes and severs the path of least resistance." He frowned. "This is entirely my fault."
Nodoka looked away from Ranma, who she had been staring at. "Master Blackburn, you didn't know there could be complications. Neither of us could." She said.
He shook his head. "I should have examined Ranma's curse the moment you brought it up." He paused, then amended his words. "Well, once we had been given lodging anyway. As a servant of the Crown, it is my responsibility to account for the strange arcane events that may occur. I failed to consider that Ranma's curse would be any more complex than any other curse I've encountered in the past." He flipped through his notes before running a hand over Ranma's forehead again.
"It's like two different sources were responsible for the curse." He said, "The first feels divine in nature. Like something, a god may have done while the other… Non-divine, more like my own skills." His frown was puzzled as he flipped through the pages of notes.
Ranma rubbed her brow with one hand. "Can you do something about it?" She asked.
"Possibly." He said, "Not get rid of it I don't think. I am a skilled Wizard, however, this magic is of a level beyond even my own skills. Fixing it, however…" He tapped the recapped pen to his chin. "It would take time to study it and I believe I would need to get some assistance from some colleagues… assuming they are alive. I could try and tie it into the weave itself for power. That connect may make it impossible for the spell to function back in your homeland, however. It is entirely possible that all you have to do is go home and the spells will begin functioning as intended once more."
"So just go home, transform, and come back?" Ranma asked. That wouldn't be too bad if it worked.
Her mother sighed and shook her head. "No." She said, "Even if it does reconnect back on earth it would still disconnect when you arrive back here and that would stop the suppression effect immediately." She scowled.
Ranma winced. "Which would lead to me turning into a girl right away." She said.
"Exactly." Nodoka scowled. "I had hoped to introduce you as my son rather than my daughter…" She sighed, "Well, I suppose I'll simply have to explain the situation then." She glanced at Blackburn who winced.
"My knowledge is at your command, your highness." He said, bowing at the waist. She nodded a stiff acceptance.
"So what now?" Ranma asked as she slid off the log to sit on the ground. This mess was draining her energy quicker than their five-hour walk.
"We wait." Blackburn said, "I cannot open a portal tonight, and even tomorrow we may need it later so opening one to test your curse would be… unwise in my opinion. Fixing it would require, as I said, weeks or months of study just to ensure I don't make the situation worse. And it may even be entirely pointless since the spells may well work when you go home."
"So, I'm stuck," Ranma said.
"For the moment." Blackburn agreed grimly.
Ranma sighed and leaned her head against the log. Some days she really hated her curse. This was one of them. Her eyes had closed again as the exhaustion from this mess took hold.
"Well…" Nodoka paused as Ranma opened a tired eye. "At least something can be done about this." She sighed, "I suppose I will just have to settle for a daughter for the moment."
Ranma blinked at her mother who seemed almost… amused? Yes, that was a very mischievous smile her mother was sending her way. Why was she smiling like that? And why did it make her so nervous?
And this is where I point out Jusenkyo is complicated, foreign, and of Divine origin?