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Well, if you want to confirm the hypothesis, then please and by all means, but I don't know how much food we have left.

[Flying though, that seems rather a good idea. Alucard nods once, and then realizes what he's actually agreed to.]

And when did you gain the ability to fly?

I've always had it. But it's different here.

[She waves her hand and conjures up something beneath her feet. A floating silver disc just large enough to stand on. It pushes up, hovering there.]

I can't use wind magic to fly yet, but I can do this.

[He misses floating.

But there, that'll do. Alucard's eyes shift from Sypha to the field, watching both carefully.]

Any readings yet?

[She whisks out over the field, frowning.]

No...just despair. More of the...oh!

[She breaks off as she spots something near the center of the patch.]

I found the nexus. It...looks like a small mound in the dirt.

[A mound of dirt. How interesting.]

How big, thereabouts?

Man...sized? Roughly?

[She leans down closer to look.]

Could be a corpse.

Can you get any closer to make that determination before the impacts of the grass reach upward?

Probably. It seems...mostly to only affect you if you're in the grass. But just to be safe...

[She floats lower, and her stomach immediately does a flip. So, up she goes, away, zipping back towards him.]

...Guess I'll need to conjure something to do this. Because no. And...toss me up some of that chicken will you?

I am not throwing chicken up in your general direction. Land yourself and we can discuss a plan.

[He is a man of some dignity, let him retain it!]

Ugh. Fine!

[She drops down, letting her weird disc vanish and taking up some chicken to begin stuffing her face hole.]

...So...[between bites of course.]...I'm thinking some sort of magic shovel? Or we figure out how to commune with the spirit and put it to rest?

[How is this where he has laid his affection????

Alucard just watches, shaking his head. He'll ration what's left after this, if only out of sheer need.]

Well, a tethered shovel sounds absolutely ridiculous, even by our standards. [The other option though, that gets consideration and a very long hmmmm.>]

Communing sounds like a slightly learning curve, but probably more effective.

[She is incredibly attractive how dare you.]

Yeah, probably. I've...never done it but I've studied the principles both at home and here.

[It's not really her thing, but it's worth a try.]

[Alucard taps his chin, thoughtful. Considering.

Slooowly taking a scrap of chicken for himself.]

Why don't we try it first by hovering just out of range but directly overhead of what we believe to be the source? That will prevent us from having to finish our rations, but also make it clear that we're genuinely invested in this spirit?

That could work. Maybe if we can draw it out, use our intent, we can put it to rest.

[She eyes her basket, decides no...she's not going to eat more...and stands up.]

Do you need me to make you a disc? The one I can make is really only big enough for one person.

Well, the other option is that I try and hold you up on my shoulders while we do this. Your choice.

As ridiculous as that sounds...no, I think we'll get you started.

[She waggles her fingers, does a little chant, and two floating discs appear side by side.]

Once you step on, just walk. It'll follow your feet. One day I'm going to have to teach you this one.

We'll work on it after this matter is resolved.

[He steps onto the disc carefully, and-- ah. He understands. Another few steps, until he's got control of the concept. Then? Onward and onward to the center.]

This is rather useful, I must say.

I think so.

[Onward and upward! Sypha begins moving over the field, taking it slow and waiting on him before she finally stops just over the mound.]

Alright. I suppose here's where we should try and draw the spirit out.

[Alucard directs his disc so that he is indeed beside her, and Alucard takes the opportunity to really look.

It's a subtle rise, but there. The rest of the dirt hasn't grown in evenly over time, so it isn't a terribly old death. No wonder.

He sighs, then nods.]

We should also brace, in case the hunger comes out in full force in response to where our presence is in location to the spirit.

Yes. I suppose we should.

[Sypha drops down onto her knees on the disc, settling herself into a position not too different from a meditative posture.]

I think...I'll start. Just will it out into the open, and I'll do the same, but with magic. Our intent needs to be to find a way to put it at peace.

There should be an additional element though. Not just willing something out but trying to make it clear that this is to help. The nuance might be important.

An offering. We can both expel some magical energy towards the grave. It may help form a bridge to help them move on.

Right.

[Expelling magical energy. Alucard nods and begins. Sending his own efforts outward, directing them down to that center and the mound. Like casting out a lifeline for a man drowning. They need only hang on and be pulled in.]

[Sypha does the same, letting a meditative trance come over her, pushing the magic down, down deep into the ground.

There's a stirring, somewhere. A sense of something tugging on the pair of them...]

--There, they've caught on.

[Alucard isn't excited, exactly. More like satisfied with the response. He throws more energy out, keeps inviting the spirit ever upward.]

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