Magic Lessons - RPLOG
Participants
Date
11/5/477
Log
The Firmament Academy: ever a place for scholars to gather, or just beings out to learn a magic trick or two. Needless to say a diverse range of folk find themselves in the building proper for some reason or another.
Walking out from the library, Selena seems to have picked out some old-looking books for today in addition to a few papers in her bag, ultimately ending ending up in the foyer as though waiting for - or just expecting - someone.
Samira wanders into the academy, the skunkette doing her best to keep staring to a minimum as she searches around for Selena. She'd been told that she was going to get magic lessons soon, so she'd gotten up nice and early in the day and headed out. Sadly she hadn't planned for all the stalls she'd come to be distracted by on the way here, so she winds up being a little late. On the other hand, she appears to have some kind of pastry roll in her hand, which she finishes quickly when she spots Selena.
A woosh, and a kite... Lands in the main square within the academy's walls from above, apparently having opted to... Jump off of the tallest part of the building? He seems unharmed, simply dusting himself off and mumbling something to himself. "Hrmm... Not quite high enough to reach the sweet spot... Just about the one thing I really miss about Cliffside," he mumbles, twitching lightly and watching the going-ons, before he too, slinks into the the academy, gathering a few odd looks.
At first, the wolfess doesn't quite notice the somewhat small squirrel, though after some of the inter-lecture crowds dissipate, the wolfess then moving over to the woman with a wave of her free hand. "Samira. Good to see you made it! Sorry I didn't have a better time for this before, but... Well, the Creator Church aparrently didn't want me visiting at odd hours when I was perusing their spells." She greets, the kite's sudden landing prompting an amused look from the wolfess as he slinks in. "A protip, you may want to work on your landing a little. Draws less odd stares that way." She comments.
The distinctly not-squirrel perks her ears up when her name is mentioned, spinning around until she spots one of the few familiar faces around the place. Waving back cheerfully she wanders close. "Oh, don't worry about it. Now's as good a time as any!" she churrs as she pulls out a napkin of sorts to wipe her fingers off on. The kite's landing does prompt an odd stare from her, similar to that of some of the other bystanders. "Hello there?" she squeaks, inquisitive yet cautious.
A mumble, a small smile as Trace looks to the spot he landed in. "I'm... I'm quite alright. Erm... Sorry to startle people?" he mumbles after a moment's pause, looking back to Selena and Samira. "I... Name's Trace. Trace Blackwing. I was just... Looking to see if I could reach my top speed... Turns out I can't... Too short a fall. I need to find a better place, later."
Selena smiles, dipping her head a little longer than a standard nod. "Well, there's a spare room we can use - Usually it's used for earth magic courses, but there's none using the room for now."
"You might have some luck with the lighthouse, Trace. Possibly the church, though I don't glide." She replies; "It's not really a problem, though. My name's Selena; it's a pleasure."
Samira goes 'ooh' as Trace introduces himself, presumably having heard his name before but never met him until now. Smiling warmly she churrs, "It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Samira!" as she holds out a hand.
"Been there, done that... Doesn't have the right flow of air or geographical features. Went a little slower there. Isn't there a volcano to the west? I might be able to use the flow to launch myself up," he mumbles idly to himself as he looks towards Selena and Samira.
Hesitantly, he shakes Samira's hand, just a moment, before looking to Selena. "Magic... Practice? I... I think I may've been referred to you by Sveta as well... Although I mostly do fire and air magic, not earth or water... I can do those just as well as fire and air, but they don't quite... Feel right, if that makes sense... Like I'm out of my element. In... In any case, I'm rambling, but... I-I tend to lose control when my spells get too large... And then things die out harmlessly in the best case, or explode violently in most cases..."
Selena nods, rubbing cheek. "Yes, Firebough - though that place is fairly dangerous. You have to go through the flats to get there." She replies to the kite, furrowing her eyebrows. "Sveta referred you? Well, either way. The room should be fine for practicing other types of magic, but there's no special equipment." The wolfess notes.
"Well, Samira, Trace - I didn't intend to keep the room completely free of beings, so shall we?" She notes, slipping the bags into her pack and gesturing to a corridor. "Control is something that takes a bit of finesse. It usually helps if you know about how the spells work as well - that way you have more control over the variables." She notes as an afterthought.
Samira follows quickly after Selena, keeping behind Trace so that when she thinks no one is looking she can pull a second small pastry roll out of her bag and finish it off in a few bites. She does listen while she eats though, her curiosity over the way spells function piqued. Sadly all the questions she's got might have to wait until she's both in the room and not munching on baked goods.
A nod, a mumble. "I... I can upscale my spells to a certain point, and after that, they invariably fail... I've... Never cast a successful battlefield purification spell... Instead, I tend to set everything ablaze... Friend and foe," he mumbles, frowning lightly... "And... I have the knowledge to shoot lightning, I can summon it up, but after that... Well, that's how I had to find a new mentor, the last time... Mister Whitefur survived, but... A few centimeter further to the left, and..." he mumbles, trailing off and muttering.
Selena quickly fiddles with a key before opening the doors to one of the rooms, looking back over her shoulder. "Firstly, this 'mister' should've known to set up some earth magic as a precaution. Electricity is dangerous to practice with." She notes as she moves into the room, a sigh and gesture of her hand levelling out the soil in the center with practiced finesse and speed. "...Never are these rooms even when I come back to them." She gripes under her breath before turning back to the pair. "I recommend a test to most of the fire math students for control: Boiling water rather than setting fire to things. It's a good gauge of their potency and a lot less dangerous. It's a fairly simple change. But since we're in the room for earth magic for Samira's benefit, I've got some rocks off to the side assuming nobody's taken them."
"Just to get some background though. Trace, could you tell me where you studied and how long you studied for? Also, if you could explain to me how you produce these spells it would help. Theory, thankfully, translates well into practice for magic."
Samira wanders into the room once it's been flattened and, seeing that Selena and Trace seem occupied discussing the issues he seems to have had, simply wanders the room for a while. The rocks, soil floor and any furnishings reciving a thorough observation as her shoe-prints start to make little trails around the room. She stop just short of bumping into Trace as she wanders back to the group, standing off to the side as she waits to be told what's going on, sneakily munching on the third and final pastry.
