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Post by Mojo on Feb 7, 2023 14:50:09 GMT -6
Mojo had taken up meditating in front of Nen's GMS, accompanying it where it went. Easier that way, to maintain his studies under the Guardian and general communication with her. Eyes closed as he floated nearby, he kept Miji in its pillow in his lap, staff containing the Dragon Ball in hand. His meditations now were to feel what he could from both the Dragon Balls in his possession and from Miji itself.
Still, even as he focused with his eyes closed, he wasn't lost into it, his ki sense paying attention to his surroundings and his eyes still feeding him information from in front of him.
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Post by Vo Lang on Feb 9, 2023 17:07:14 GMT -6
There isn't much new information from sensing the Dragon Balls beyond the steady flow of some form of mystic energy. And Miji's own energy was circulating internally as it was before. His surroundings beyond animals and plant life was pretty empty.
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Post by Mojo on Feb 9, 2023 17:37:34 GMT -6
Mojo embraced the calm. Moments of calm were to be treasured after his time when his mind was not his known. And studying the flow of energy was yet another way to improve himself. He continued his meditation, focusing on the mystic energies emanating from the Dragon Balls and keeping tabs on Miji's energy flow.
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Post by Vo Lang on Feb 9, 2023 17:40:00 GMT -6
It seemed to be a mystical seeping of energy, not exactly pulsing, but rolling off in waves like a fog flowing to the ground. It seemed to be somehow designed to draw attention to it, to make you investigate, to mesmerize or enamor those who gaze at them or spend too much time concentrating on them to become attached magically.
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Post by Mojo on Feb 9, 2023 18:07:33 GMT -6
Mojo would mentally frown and shake his head, retaining his awareness of his surroundings instead of allowing himself to be drawn in. Being lost in the object of his studies would be counter productive, plus he had the safety of both himself and Miji to consider. If Nen were actively here watching over them, they would be one thing, but as it is... No, Mojo thought, better to analyze what he could without losing himself. Better that way.
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Post by Vo Lang on Feb 9, 2023 18:13:22 GMT -6
He senses nothing out of the ordinary. It's the same as before.
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Post by Mojo on Feb 9, 2023 18:20:46 GMT -6
Mojo meditation was undisturbed by outside forces or any disruptive thoughts from within. This was fine. Mojo had grown quite comfortable with his own company and his own thoughts. Reviewing his mental stores of knowledge programmed into and taught to him by his captors was always something to do. So was pondering the natures of energies. With that thought, out of curiosity he manifested some of his psionic energy and attempted to push around some of the mystic energy rolling off the Dragon Ball in his staff. Not the Dragon Ball itself or the energy of it, just the energy emanating from it.
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Post by Vo Lang on Feb 9, 2023 18:23:01 GMT -6
The energy is unaffected by Psionic energy so they pass through each other without interacting.
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Post by Mojo on Feb 9, 2023 18:26:47 GMT -6
Interesting. Magic and Psionics did not coexist? Or simply completely ignored one another? It was true his studies made no mention of magics that would enhance one's mind, perhaps it required specialized circumstances?
Though in that vein, magic did interact with ki; after all he was a magical being, a pure construct of magic, who was able to channel ki. Additionally magic has been used to heal living beings, and refill their ki reserves. So their should be some interaction, even in a base state.
With that in mind, Mojo would generate energy from the hand not holding the staff until it began to emanate from his hand. After that point he would capture some of the energy in a psionic bubble and push the encapsulated ki energy through the mystic energy broadcasted by the Dragon Ball.
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Post by Vo Lang on Feb 9, 2023 18:33:59 GMT -6
the mystic energy rolls around and over the energy, but penetrates the psionic bubble like it wasn't even there.
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Post by Mojo on Feb 9, 2023 18:39:47 GMT -6
Most interesting... While mystic and psionic energies blatantly ignored each other, mystic and ki did not so easily mix. Capturing more ki energy in another psionic bubble, nore then before as well, he would form the bubble into a shell of sorts around the interaction of mystic and ki energy he had set up with his first bubble. Once encapsulated, he would dismiss the first bubble, and watch how unmolded ki would play with mystic energy, using the psionic/ki shell he set up to keep the two energies trapped and intermingling without form.
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Post by Vo Lang on Feb 14, 2023 18:36:31 GMT -6
The mystic energy would begin absorbing the Ki to make its self more powerful.
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Post by Mojo on Feb 14, 2023 19:47:22 GMT -6
Mojo's eyes would open, taking in the area around him before staring down at the ball of mixed energy in front of him with wonder. That was... different. Assuming no one was around to interrupt or disturb him, he would bring the ball of energies to his hand and gently cup it. After doing so, he would open a small hole in the shell of psionics/ki in the direction of his palm, flaring more ki from his hand at the same to continously feed into the ball of mystic/ki energies and observe what happened.
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Post by Vo Lang on Feb 15, 2023 18:25:47 GMT -6
The mystic energy would absorb the Ki with greed, quickly overpowering the psionic energy and exploding in Mojo's face.
Though he had looked around he must of missed the watcher, but with the sound of a person laughing he would be drawn to a distant shape seemingly hunched over in laughter.
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Post by Mojo on Feb 15, 2023 18:30:42 GMT -6
Mojo would shake his head, letting the tiny damage done to his skin from his experimentation heal up rapidly. His body's nature allowed him a fair amount of leeway when it came to more... volatile, experiments. And he could possibly make use of that later. Turning his attention to his watcher. Still sitting cross legged in the air, he would start to float over to greet the laughing figure.
"Hello there stranger. May I ask your name? And why you are watching Guardian Nen's home?"
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