#crestedflower

“I don’t see why I wouldn’t work so far ahead when it comes to magic.” The young man steps forward to observe one of many bits of floating furniture. His fingers experimentally pushes a chair to swim languidly in the air.

An amusing, but ultimately not to useful spell--at the moment at least.

“If you don’t you risk an innocent incantation becoming deadly.” He looks to the girl with a slight judgmental gaze.

He had simply planned on stopping at the library to check on some books he was told traveling merchants had donated.  To his dismay, it seemed someone had decided to pack them up and take them somewhere for themselves, which he’d have to investigate.

In the meantime, he noticed in the very corner, near one of the shelf ladders, one of the students seemed to have fallen asleep.  He sighed and leaned down, reaching to gently shake her shoulder.

                ❝ ------------- being an outsider has its perks , as well . both here an in battle . ❞ the professor offers an encouraging smile , light eyes brightening with a sense of optimism .  ❝ believe me . ❞

          ❛ forgive me --- might i ask that you repeat yourself ? i could’ve sworn that i heard the goddess herself in such softness ! ❜