[Sometime in March]
[The Skylark/The Harrier]
[The Docks] [Holdport] [Somerset]
[3rd Person]
The short woman looked at her slightly taller cousin, the burnt orange hair of said short woman was in a ponytail of her head of the witch. Deep dark eyes looking out of pale skin, she had a constellation of freckles running over her nose across her face in a rough line across it. She stared at Jaggedy Annie who had her Snow White like looks for a brief span.
She started to talk, “To begin with, I’m the reincarnation of a Claire Cloak from an alternate universe, a universe probably a lot less magically active than this one. So, if you hear me making references to such an Earth, of such an alternate history? It’s from my First Life when I was a New Soul, instead of this Second Life as a Young Soul.”
Tara Evans froze, she mentally stopped, and she had to check, “Okay, backup. Back the hell up, you can’t just ... There’s life after death? There’s ...” she paused, “Possibly an afterlife?”
Katie McCabe answered, “There is more than one afterlife, there is a vast number in fact. The Many Hells are also joined by The Many Heavens accompanied by Reincarnation to a lot of places. Or getting a job with some agency of The Higher Realms. I ended up in Limbo like how most people do if not picked out specifically for recruitment by a higher power.”
With her flapping her hands around a bit like The Doctor she kept going, “Unless you have someone actively headhunt you? Everyone goes to Limbo and makes their choices about what afterlife they want. To either go on to the afterlife you’d go to if you choose to follow your religious beliefs, or to be able pick and choose between options. What your options are from what kind of person you are, and how you acted upon it in life. See what you’d get if you take up someone else's offer, or you can take up a flat in Limbo and live there for a bit.”
The redhead shrugged, to add, “I spent six months in Limbo, going through the options. And rather than just staying in The Great City of Limbo as some people do,” Or some being stuck in a prison in Limbo rather than moving on depending on if they’re a danger to the rest of the people in Limbo or not, “I chose to sign up with The Covenant of Spirits. Who are a group of higher beings who believe in doing Good first at the utmost priority, secondly they aim to win the war between Good and Evil. As they want to win without compromising their morals, and then!”
She clapped her hands as she didn’t stop, “They thirdly work on maintaining the Balance of Order and Chaos, of keeping society in what they deem as balance as an orderly society with free will and the ability to change. Or at least it’s what their official mission statement is and not the spooky spy shit their Special Operations Branch of the SOBs get up to at times.”
Tara Evans snorted at the acronym of The Covenant of Spirits Special Operations Branch. The SOBs are made up of Special Operation Brigades under the Special Operation Division, of what is SOD. For The SOBs to SOD it.
The Supernatural looked at her Powered cousin to note, “Spooks going to Spook,” she shook her head at the mention of said spies, “I signed up twenty seven years ago to this life, I didn’t remember my past life till twenty two years ago on my fifth birthday,” a laugh escaped Katie’s lips. “It’s not like those A Song of Ice and Fire fics where someone remembers their past life from birth as a baby. Reincarnation doesn’t work like that, as a few other people depict it. Now, the reason why I’m here? I was reincarnated here to be an Agent of The Covenant of Spirits, and now I am actively being a hero.”
Miss McCabe had to say, “And, no, I just like to say I don’t have any dysmorphia. Even if I look different to how I looked in my past life. I haven’t had dysmorphia in both my first life, nor in this life of my second life. While, yes, I’ve been a lesbian in both of my lives. And, to quote a lyric from Lydia the Bard’s version of Tale as Old as Time as Belle’s Villain Song?” Katie McCabe had to sing out to her cousin, “I have not spent my life reading books, my hours studying, to be some desperate prince's lonely wife.”
Miss Evans relaxed slightly, with a slightly visible reaction due to a member of her part of the family having had dysmorphia, followed by the comment of, “Yeah, I can sing along with Lydia the Bard’s music too. If I have to admit again, I do prefer what are Reinaeiry’s: But It’s Gay covers to listen and sing to.”
Katie nodded as she said, “I like both bits of types of music equally, just different types of equal, of apples and oranges, as we’ve talked about in the past. I would like to add and say as a Hero, I admit I might like Lydia the Bard’s Disney Princesses as Villains a bit too much. What isn’t exactly healthy to do so as a Hero,” there was a laugh from Tara.
Red Hen waved to the screen in the room, and the paper screen on the wall sprung to life. To list the seven empowerment rituals, for Katie to state, “The Six Classical Western European Empowerment Rituals, permanent rituals, they will follow you between lives. The Empowerments become a part of your soul, an essential part of you. Of your eternal, immortal, and indestructible soul. And not forgetting the seventh, of the one I’ve made with the help of a Plant Powered who works in The Agri-Towers I own in Holdport.”
Jaggedy Annie looked at the screen, at the display. Of the simple list. What displayed:
- Cat’s Grace
- Squirrel Agility
- Sophilius Cobra Precog Reflexes
- Human Maxima/Human Maximus Ritual, of The Peak Human Empowerment
- The Watch/The Watcher/The Watchman/The Guard Ritual
- You’re a Natural
- The Secondary Powers of a Powered, of a Magical version of an Intrinsic Field
Tara looked at her cousin, the Powered went and ventured, “A Sophilius Cobra? What exactly is a bloody Sophilius Cobra?”
There was a laugh, and from the four foot ten tall woman the answer of, “Well, Watson?” there was a glare of her cousin, “A Magical type of a Snake, one noted for its precognitive powers. Though, the classical ritual only draws upon its Precognitive Reflexes, instead of its ability to have visions. And yes, there are ways to meditate and draw upon said powers as a learned bit of magic.”
There was a nod, a pause, and Jagged asked, “Is the vision thingy how your mum does the whole Fortune Teller bit of ... stuff?”
Red stopped, looked at her cousin for a long moment, and after she did the Witch replied, “You’re willing to consider the existence of not only superpowers, joined by what is actual magic ... And you’re not willing to admit the existence of actual fortune telling working?” There was a stop, and Tara stared at her cousin, “I mean, what? You heard me mention I’m a numerologist.”
She gestured around the room of the boat, she looked back to the other woman, to emphasise, “How do you think I paid for this? How do you think I had a magical boat builder of a shipyard, one I own a ten percent of with McCabe’s Magicks,” of Holdport Yards, “make the magically imbued wooden hull with the Electromettle magical metal of this boat through a few shell companies.”
Rather than her further plans to build more without Holdport Yards. What had been a beginning, along with a proof of concept for Katie. As well to have a considered thought by other people and beings.
She kept going, “Before I worked my magic on this pre-prepared boat? Of Wood grown on another Earth, of a terraformed world, one what was dead prior to it being terraformed? Well, it had never been alive in the first place. It was magically terraformed. And is one of the many farm worlds ... Anyway! How do you think I got this Norway spruce wooden boat, of Norway spruce cultivated as Staff Wood for a Magic Staff, to work my magic on?”
You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.
Annie stared at her cousin for a long moment, for her to venture as she posed the question of, “Okay, how does being a numerologist pay for this?”
[Saturday Night of 20XX] [Sometime in March]
[The Skylark/The Harrier] [The Docks] [Holdport]
[Somerset] [UK] [Universe Sierra-Hotel-1]
[Katie McCabe, 1st Person]
I met my cousin’s gaze and I told her, “Numerology is the magic of predicting the future with numbers, it works best when working with numbers. Or data turned into numbers. While the Stock Market is psychology, human nature, and supernaturals playing the market? It is expressed and represented as numbers, it is made of numbers, so Numerology can predict it.
I continued, “And with how a thirty second numerological model, to predict the future, can be expanded to ninety days. If you know how to express it as numbers, you can get past the maximum precognitive static of our world,” The static to degrade precog by up to a maximum of 259,200 times.
If not for the whole Impose Stillness all the Higher Powers can do if needed if some kind of Cosmic Horror of an Eldritch Abomination comes into the middle of this war. And with said numerological models and precognition you can get 259,200 times better if having to fight an invasion of twisted and foul monsters into The World.
Which yes, if you do the maths, the one second precog of precog reflexes would become three days of precog without said static. Well, one second you can actively see into the future if you meditate and get glimpses of what you’re actually going to get in your subconscious for thirty seconds.
So you would get ninety days of subconscious knowledge of various futures without precog static. And yes, even my cheapest and most basic Numerology Program is designed to have an Impose Stillness Mode for said cheap thirty second program.
“Though,” I admitted with ease, “You have to expand the numerological model as a numerological program. As a thirty second numerological window has between three hundred to five hundred potential futures within a window. One with the admitted very unlikely chance of not seeing the actual future, but when you get into a ninety day program. You’re looking at potential futures from between just over seventy seven and a half million futures to just over one hundred and twenty nine and a half million futures.”
To be exact, between 77,760,000 potential futures to 129,600,000 potential futures, the amount of futures multiplied by 259,200. While for the active precog of one second of precog, you’d get between ten to fifteen potential futures with precog. There is a little shift between the maximum of fifteen of one second and five hundred of thirty seconds as a system.
Increasing from the 30 seconds mark though it goes up at such a scale so as to 60 seconds doubles the amount to 600 to a 1,000 potential futures. 30 seconds to 90 days is just 259,200 times more than 30 seconds.
I gestured with my hands, to add, “And, it’s prior to getting into the mechanics like the Nicholas Cage film of Next, of how when you see the future you change the future. At what point you need to get the numerological system remapping at each change you and others make.”
So the film of Next just from an interesting theoretical setup has Nicholas Cage seeing two minutes into the future. What would be between 1,200 to 2,000 potential futures seen, if there is the chance of not seeing the actual future out of those potential futures. And at the same time changing them will then result in new futures in a two minute span.
I looked at her, for me to keep teaching, “To rerail the conversation, I make Numerological Models to calculate the Stock Market. I sell them to The UK Government, to the various Governments they allow export to, and to the companies and corporations based in The UK and the countries they allow export to. Plus, private individuals in said countries, While I myself also use those models on the Stock Market.”
Myself, my dad, and my two sisters get my best models. The government gets my second best ones, it goes down in a price list for other countries and people. Because I’m not just going to hand out my best models to everyone and anyone.
My best models are a numerological program for 608.75 seconds of real time, or 5 years of stock market data. What is 1,826.25 days of modelling of The Stock Market. While my second best ones get 600 seconds of real time, or 1,800 days of stock market data. Or what is 4 years and 339 days of numerological prediction.
And my attempts to make a system to model 10 minutes of real time in a Nicholas Cage way of the two minutes of precog film of Next is still a work in progress. (It may have not been a good film, however I did enjoy the premise on the sheer level of how the precog worked.) I want my combat precognition of what is like time-travel, damn it! And once I have it I can make one of 10 minutes and 8.75 seconds.
What would be between 6,088 potential futures (rather than 6,087.5 as you don’t get fractional futures) to between 10146 futures (rather than 10,145.83*). Or if I just made a 10 minute bit of precognition for ease of round numbers it would be between 6,000 to 10,000 potential futures. Not considering the fact I’m still working on the most basic of a 30 second version of it and it’s a pain in the Mikta, Jack O’Neill ...
I shrugged, to note, “Also, from my Past Life? I knew about how Crypto Currencies would probably get expensive at some point, I also remembered to invest in various tech companies and such. I modelled my Past Life knowledge in a numerological model and confirmed they’d happen in this alternate history to my last one.”
Tara looked at me for a brief span, she shrugged, as she accepted, “Well, then, Bruce Wayne. You’re rich and—”
I stabbed an index finger in her direction as I had to interrupt her, “—No, Tara! I am not someone who inherited their money and got their resources from not doing any hard work! It would be like accusing fellow Holdport Numerologist of Brian Winn of being a trust fund baby when he worked hard to make his programs!”
There was a pause, and Tara looked down at her feet, for her to apologise, “Sorry, Kate,” I winced at her calling me Kate, for her to look up at me. “Brian Winn?”
I met her gaze, as I had to venture, “You know, Brian! He was at my twenty-first birthday party!” she paused, and I had to tell her, “We run in the same circles, while the Government buys both of the programs we make? We compete with each other for other Numerology contracts, it’s a mostly friendly contest. We were in the same year in School and in the same classes!”
For me to admit, “Even if I offer him Prawns, like in a sandwich, every time he offers me Syrups. Because the Peak Human Enhancement does get rid of allergies, it doesn’t stop the foods from making you instinctively want to wretch and be sick when you eat them.”
I proceeded to rerail the derailed conversation, “But, yes,” and I almost literally spat out the word of, “Mother,” and with less bile. “Is an actual Fortune Teller. She divines the future with her techniques, just a different way to interpret the Music of Time. Just not with nice and solid hard numbers, she uses other stuff.”
Tara went and got us properly back on track, she gestured to the list of magical powers, she stated, “Will you explain these ritual empowerments, and why the number seven for them? What goes with what is your Ascending Chicken form and other magical abilities.”
With much less anger to the last one I corrected, “While the martial art of The Ascending Hen is actually technically The Ascending Chicken, it’s called the Hen or Rooster by its Practitioners. Of The Ascending Hen or The Ascending Rooster depending on the gender of the person practising it.”
My cousin sighed, her index finger going to press on her mask of the top of her nose between her eyes, as she complained, “And you’re being anal again,” I rolled my eyes, she looked up at me. “So, please. Can you explain these powers you’ve mentioned?”
I nodded, to say, “Powers anyone can have with the right knowledge, learning, and practice, I’m a Witch. Not a Mage, a Midas, a Sorcerous, a Wizard, or such and such of some other uniquely powered being, I’m the image of someone who worked hard. Like how my dad works at The Holdport Royal Infirmary as a Potion Brewer, like how Mother Dearest used to do so before she decided to become a Fortune Teller.”
I explained the first three rituals to her. And Tara had to go, “Wait, so in your words, every witch is going to basically be a budget spiderman or spider woman?”
I waggled a hand in mid-air, to say, “Most of the Witches you’d find in The UK would, added to by what is a good deal of Western Europe, joined by a good chunk of the US. Plus, with a large number of Australian Witches, Canadian Witches, New Zealander Witches, and other people in various former British Colonies. And with people in places like former French Colonies, or other former Colonies of Western European Colonial Empires.”
I had to admit, “While you’ll have natives or people who have worked with them probably going with traditional empowerment rituals. Or people who want to not go with tradition and come up with their own group of permanent enhancement rituals. If not a reincarnate of a witch who has the rituals of their last life and so gets an extra bunch in this life. And people who weren’t colonised will have their own traditions and combinations, where they may very well have something different to Cat’s Grace and Squirrel Agility. Not some analogue to them.”
I went and confirmed, “Though the vast majority of people with empowerment rituals are going to have The Sophilius Cobra Precog Reflexes as one of their empowerment rituals. Whether or not they choose to not have Cat’s Grace and Squirrel Agility as part of their ritually granted superpowers.”
I clapped my hands and gestured at the list, “Now, on the rest of the list?”
Tara looked at me.