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She'd found this place easily enough, it was one of the largest sources of mana in the City. A mass of plants, and in the center, something that looked rather a lot like some kind of temple. Perfect for what she desired, it would allow her to let out a call from the astral into the metaplanes with ease.

She'd set up a few dozen yards away from the temple, there was no telling who stayed there or what kind of security they'd have. After she'd set everything up the way she liked, drawing a ritual circle in the dirt with a knife, she sits. And closes her eyes. And then, with a hissing breath, she begins to let the mana flow through her body, feeling the life-energy fill, then exit her form. Shaping it into her call. All she wants is her mentor, Dragonslayer, to come. She feels serveral spirits begin to answer her call, but dismisses them swiftly.

After about ten minutes, blood starts to dribble from her nostrils. After twenty, she gasps and falls forward, catching herself with her hands. She stays there for a moment before pounding the ground once and letting out a frustrated "DREK!" Mei-Xing stays like that for several minutes, breathing heavily until she stops trembling. Then she starts to push herself to her feet, wiping at the blood running from her nose to her chin, and begins to wipe out the circle with a foot.

He didn't answer.

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"It's not magic," he said, rolling his eyes.

"But you could feel me calling in astral space through it." Sir, she doesn't believe you.

"Sure," he shrugged.

She stares at him for a moment longer before throwing up her hands and turning around. "I don't have time for games."

"Right," he said, "I'm definitely playing games. There's no way that we come from completely different traditions that touch the Force differently."

"Bulldrek!" She turns and jabs a finger in his direction. "We can work magic from any tradition you like, you can call it what you like, but that doesn't change how it works! And mana does go into space, the gaiaspheres have limits! It's scientifically and magically impossible!"

He grinned. "Sounds like you need to get in to space more."

"You think I have that kind of money? HA!"

"How do you know there's nothing up there if you haven't gotten off-world?"

"Because they've run tests." She makes an irritated noise. "When a mage goes beyond the limits of the gaiasphere in the astral, they die. Just like our physical bodies need oxygen, our astral needs mana, and the only way for mana to exist is with a gaiashpere." Really, this was elementary stuff here.

"Except that I could feel what you're doing, and I was born in space."

She waves her hand dismissively. "So? Everyone knows that magic only emerges when you're reaching puberty."

"And I live on a space yacht."

"Now you're just making stuff up."

"Why would I bother?"

"Because you're young, gwailo, and human." And Mei-Xing's pretty much tired of dealing with Ben and his ignoring how magic's supposed to work.

She'll figure things out, sooner or later.

"Right, I'll come back and explain it when I'm fifty."

"You'd better not. I don't want to be here for fourty years while you come up with an answer."

"Thirty-four."

"You can take your six years and keep them. I sure don't have a use for the things." Though now she's grinning a bit. After all, what's six years to an elf?

"Or for anyone under thirty who tries to explain anything?

"If you kept it in the range of fact, instead of going off of some science fiction story, I'd probably believe you."

"Just because you don't understand it doesn't mean it's fiction," he said dryly.

"I find it really unlikely that you live on a space yacht. You'd have to be some drek-hot fucker to get that kind of money, and even if that were the case, you'd barely have any muscle tone to speak of. It's not like you can work out in space." Oh, yes, she's scowling now.

"My dad's a war hero. And some of us come from galaxies that stick artificial gravity generators in their ships," he pointed out.

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