The lesson for today brought Keria to a field surrounded by high mountains. The field itself was rather large, with equally exaggerated blades of grass reaching to the waist. Keria looks around as she walks, “Well this is interesting…” A very conspicuous form can be sighted crouched in the grass, tense with anticipation and likely waiting to create a surprise. “Eeney meeney miney moe, catch a Hand by his toe, if he yells at me for burning the grasslands let him go, eeney meeney miney moe, my boss told me to pick the very best idea and it is going to be.....” Keria decides to simply shoot lava at the prone figure. The figure flinches, and—“Hey.” A voice speaks from directly behind her. “Hello?” Keria turns around. “Hey,” repeats Luck, standing with his arms crossed. “I’m not over there anymore—just to specify. Likes, there’s not two of me or anything. Nor was that someone else. It’s—the *point is*—that was magical transportation. Teleportation, if you will. Wait, Ambition’s not taught you how to rend holes in space, has he?” He shoots her a suspicious glance. “Nope. I just mostly cut a hole in reality wrong wherever I wanna go.” Keria traces a circle in the air, and the circle of space falls down, background view and all, and clunks to the ground. Luck pinches the bridge of his nose and chuckles. “Just ripping holes in space on power alone without instruction. You are a Gray Lady, after all. Well, today we’ll be going over some better alternatives.” “Sounds like a better plan...heh heh.” The circle of reality seals itself back into place. “Where do we start?” “As often, we start with your options—of which you have two aspects. Magical transmission, and spatial manipulation. What you’ve been doing is technically spatial manipulation, but performing such a feat without any assistance from other magical arts is considered... impractical, at the least.” “Makes sense.” Keria nods, listening. “I’ll be displaying both presently. As spatial manipulation, nor its accompanying arts are within my field of use, Ambition has lent me some trinkets to use for this lesson. Moving on, each aspect will be broken down into two more categories: portals, and isolated transfer. You’ve obviously been using portals.” He nods. “More or less.” In a brief blink of light, Luck disappears, reappearing several feet to the side. “There are still trade-offs for isolated transfer—notably targeting. Portals are far easier to program coordinates into, or subroutines to find a location. If you wish to transfer directly, you’ll need to either have a very good understanding of the target location, or have been there before.” “Seeing where you’re going seems to be important.” “Quite. Should you not know your target, you may find yourself teleporting to a location if you’re imagined distance and direction, a random subspace realm, or the endless abyss. That’s given that you’re using your level of power to force a transmission. In weaker circumstances, the transmission will typically fail, instead.” “Huh.” “Targeting, however, is something that takes time and practice; that’s not what we’re here for. First, we need to find what best suits you. We’ve already seen you’re miraculously capable of rending open space, so your portals will likely lean to that aspect. The only thing to work on in that regard is applying other magic forms to help stabilize your portal. You’ve done a similar process in other areas already, so it shouldn’t be too hard to figure out as to practice.” “What other options are there except chopping reality?” “Well, magic and magical sources can be used to travel via your standardly described “teleportation.” It’s difficult to explain how it works—I’d ask Ambition, if you truly want an hours-long lecture on the riveting topic—but it does work without affecting space itself.” "I'm actually debating it." Keria chuckles. “Now, as we often must, we’ll need to determine what best works for you for each isolated transmission and portals. You’ve already displayed a preferred method for creating portals, though you may obviously choose something else if you find it more fitting to your affinities. I think you’ve developed a pretty solid grasp on experimenting with the magics available to you, so I’ll give you some extra freedom in trying to figure things out on your own.” "That sounds good actually." “Of course it is, all the up and until you blow one of us up.” Luck waves a hand. “It’s something I’ve gotten used to at this point, though, so go nuts.” "Hmmm........I'm debating either just myself or a portal." He shrugs. “I’d play around with both. One’s—typically—faster and looks cool, and the other is more grand and can sustain and transport more objects.” "That's going to be an interesting choice..." Keria opens one of her usual blue portals. Luck rubs his chin. “Little bit plain. What’s this, flat mana with a *suggestion* of ice magic?” Keria chuckles as the edges of the portal start to frost over. “Getting there,” he says, nodding. “Hmm, maybe add some wind, and whooshing sounds.” "Oh fine." The edges of the portal start to crackle with white lightning, as the smell of ozone and the salt of the sea billows out. “Ooh! How... stormy,” he claps. “...Now make it spin!” The portal starts to spin, tossing off chunks of plasma. “Awesome. Now see if it works.” Keria steps through, and reappears a few feet ahead of the portal. Luck taps his fingers against his chin. "Suppose it works. You're pretty apt at tearing holes in space, figure you might be quite good at making portals one day. Moving on, though, have you seen any progress so far on that whole isolated transmission thing?" "Hm." Keria spins and appears a few feet away with a large bang. Luck walks over, looking a measure more perplexed. “What... was that? Did you just *force* yourself through space?” "I felt something close to getting shoved through a small tube." Keria shrugs. “Right. ‘Course you did. That’s... not completely safe. I recommend you practice that a *lot* before using it outside the Valley, yeah? Most places don’t have quite the spatial integrity we’ve got here, and spatial fractures aren’t pretty.” "Oh." Keria chuckles. Nodding at her response, Luck conjures a book out of the air and tosses it to her, a brass binding keeps it shut as it sails across the way. The time *literally* weighs about fifty pounds, and seems to hold no less than a thousand pages. The leather-bound cover is inset with something akin to white gold, the pale metal spelling out *An Actually Comprehensive Guide to Spatial Transmission.* The “Actually” is underlined twice. Keria catches it with a mental grip, and keeps it floating near her head. "Spatial Transmission.....hmmm. This might come in handy." "You got anything on making a realm? Or editing one?" “Yeah, it’s one of Ambition’s. He wrote it literally out of spite after reading the once-famous “Comprehensive Guide to Teleportation. Hm? Like subspace realms? Well, I’m sure Ambition could give you some senseless study notation, but it wouldn’t make much sense. The only person who could give you a first-hand account on anything approaching the Valley’s magnitude is, well, Sylver.” “He may have written an entire library on the subject, for all my knowledge stretches. All I do know is that he’s the only one so capable in the field.” "Huh. Because The Reef is nice and all, but I found it, I didn't make it." "And I'd like to make my own honestly. Now. What's next on the moving yourself part?" “Next on the ‘moving yourself part’ is targeting. All travel needs a destination, and pinpointing the location of that destination is an art many travelers ignore.” "True. But my question is, how do you get to the hard to reach places? Say the Void. Or for others then myself, Hell. Because the interesting and worth traveling to places that are pretty hard to get to."