Mysterious Passion

Magus. She hadn’t heard THAT phrase in quite some time. He must be an old soul, if he was using language from so long ago. Her brows furrowed more, and she let out an annoyed groan. So he HAD seen her, then. That threw a wrench in her plans. Originally, she was just going to watch from afar, using nothing but her own sight to get a glimpse of the book he was reading, but him noticing her definitely caused problems.

Not that she was exactly being sneaky about it.

Quickly, she’d step out from behind the book shelf. “Were there anymore? Of that book I mean.”

“It is common courtesy to introduce yourself when interacting with someone for the first time.” His tone came out serious, almost scathing as he glanced at the book once more as if he didn’t acknowledge the blonde girl’s presence. He had enough of young people on his class to have another being like this. Then again he wouldn’t leave her without answer if she was interested in material like this.

Olga Marie never told anyone about this secret. Only her father and a few servants knew. She didn't want to be seen as weak or have them use her disability against her. She was autistic. Her emotions would be extremely intense and be easy to manipulate. Yet, she would hyperfixate her interests and study hard.

She was attending a party and it was a bit overwhelming for her. She sweated, going to the balcony to rest. Yet, she kept getting blocked often. She felt lightheaded, breath shortening.

This was but another obligation that came along being indebted to Reines besides being her representative within the Clock Tower was to make public appearances in magus gathering and parties. He'd prefer to be in his studio busy with investigations or playing videogames, but he was there talking with several well known magus. Introductions, small talk...all of that just to blend in and keep appearances in positive light for the Melloi faction.

The black haired man took a few steps away with the excuse of wanting a glass of wine when he noticed the white haired girl struggling a bit. He recognized her: Maribusy's heir to the Animusphere house, and she seemed upset to say the least, which was the reason he left his comfortable spot away to give a friendly hand to the silver haired girl.

"You don't look so well. Let me help you" The male said once he reached Olga, slowly walking her to the balcony so she'd take some air away from the gathering. "Must be nerve wrecking to be with so many people in that hall. Take a few breaths, it will help you."