Darkest Night Studio, Greater Vancouver - Monday Midday

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Tony had showered and eaten enough breakfast food to feed three people. (Did wizards have a second stomach or something? He had no idea where all this food was going.) Now he was back on the (slightly damaged) sofa in what was left of the living room set, going through spells on his laptop. There had to be a way to track the weak spots over than with Leah's "gut feeling."

[Open to anyone in Vancouver.

ETA: Some bits in comments from chapter ten of Smoke and Ashes]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah wandered over from throwing things into the writer's pen to see them scramble for food-- the packages of nacho chips nearly had them in a feeding frenzy-- and sat down on the arm of the sofa. "So, you have a plan, right?"

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"Does planning to make a plan count as a plan?" Tony wondered.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Um. No," Dinah decided, then poked him in the shoulder. "Do we even know how long this convergence will be converging? Conventioneering? Whatever?"

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"Leah found some info about it in one of Henry's books," Tony said. "Usually it'd be months, but Ryne Cyratane is using up the energy really fast by pushing his demons through." He frowned. "If he's the one doing it."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah frowned, kicking her heels. "Wait, why are we sure it's the Ryne guy in the first place? I missed something, somewhere. And what was this about you taking a shower with Lee this morning?"

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Tony's jaw dropped. "I did not shower with Lee!"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"The writers think you did. They also think I'm here to get killed, though. In the episode, I mean. You guys don't let them out too much, do you?" She gave him an expectant look. "So what did happen?"

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"Nothing!" Tony said, a little bitterly. "I was totally fried this morning, after all the stuff this weekend, and he helped me to his dressing room so I could shower alone." He poked his mouse button a little harder than necessary. "Don't tease the writers. They might bite."

A little bit later. On set.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Okay, clearly, the P.A. and half the costume department had mistaken Dinah for the extra who was supposed to be the Neck of the Week, because they were clucking over her demon-hand bruises and powdering them away while putting on new ones around the neat little fake holes in her neck. Which should have freaked her out more, but it was so fake, she couldn't even find it vaguely scary.

More eyeliner, her hair brushed out, and a really great red dress straight from the 40's, and then they had her lying down in a chalk outline, playing dead. Looking up at Lee Nicholas.

"Hi!" Then she closed her eyes and tried to breathe really shallowly.

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"Hi," Lee said, giving her an amused, though slightly puzzled look. "Aren't you one of Tony's friends?"

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Uh-hunh. I'm Dinah." Dinah peeked up at him through her lashes, and said, "I really like your acting on the show. Just so you know." Then she paused, as someone adjusted her skirt to flare out more, then went away to mess with lighting levels. "So, you fought ghosts with Tony?"

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"I was in the house," Lee said noncommittally. "You go to the same school Tony does?"

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Uh-hunh. Since January. Tony helped me get adjusted when I arrived, and we got to be really good friends." She paused as someone moved her hand so it'd be in the shot, and grinned at Lee in a very non-dead fashion. "We all watch Darkest Night every Wednesday to support you guys, and throw popcorn at it." Okay, this was a little bit weird. She'd kind of ogled him a lot when he had his shirt off on-screen. A lot a lot. Don't blurt out something stupid, Dinah.

"So Tony rescued you? He rescued me once too." Like that.

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"What did he rescue you from?" Lee asked.

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah blushed, embarrassed now that he'd think she was some kind of damsel. "A zombie. It was trying to eat my kneecaps. He ripped its head off." Okay, that didn't sound very glamorous, did it? "With magic." Did that help? "Tony rocks."

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"He does," Lee smiled. "Can all the students at your school use magic?"

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Tony returned to the living room set with the ironed map and laid it carefully on the floor. He knelt down and breathed on the map. ("The map must know the wizard.") Then he started his first circle. The words were not only long and complicated, but there were a shitload of them and he barely managed to get them all in. Third circle complete and the last few words crammed in tongue twister fast, he knelt by the edge of the map, breathed on his fingertips, and pressed them down on the edge of the ironed paper.

He concentrated. Nothing happened. He could feel the map waiting. Could feel the information he needed just beyond his fingertips. He concentrated harder, focusing power. He could do this. He had to do this. This is what I’m supposed to do. Wait. Not do. He didn’t do wizardry. He was a wizard. Something shifted and blue light spread out from his fingers pouring like water across the map. Then, suddenly a flare. And another.

And a burst of light.

Coughing and waving away streamers of smoke, Tony looked down at the light dusting of ash on the concrete floor. “I think I’m going to need another map.”

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

After leaving Arthur and Jack together and hoping there would be nothing to worry about there with topics of conversations, Merlin blinked at the smoke and ash floating through the air.

"Are you alright?"

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"Tried a new spell," Tony explained.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"A very, um, ashy one," Merlin replied, peering over at what he was working on. "Can I help?"

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"I think I know what I did wrong," Tony said. "Hang on, I'll get another map." It took him a few minutes to get another map and iron it, but he was back to the living room set before too long. He laid the map down and performed the spell again. This time, the map was dotted with a pattern of small burn holes. Good news was, most of them were pretty faint. A couple looked deeper than the others. Tony pointed to the darker ones. "Those are the deepest. We'll need to hit them first."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin nodded seriously, looking over at the spots. "How did you do this?"

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"A spell to find power sources." Tony showed Merlin the laptop screen.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Oooo! Shiny spell! "Perhaps we can use that next time someone attacks the island."

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Later that evening: Dinah's room; Arthur and Merlin's room.