Monday
Lisette scrambled through the rest of her day is if a tornado had been nipping at her hells. Her Ethics of The Arcane’s class discussed quick a bit about the virtues and vices of using arcane in everyday life, and whether or not it would be appropriate to do so in some cases. She wrote similarly long notes as she had in her first class, making details on things she may forget later, with more than the occasional weird doodles here and there.
Some things never change.
Lisette remembered that her first Professor had thrown the chalk in her face for talking, which seemed like something most of these professors did to those who broke the peace in the class, or who happened to be ignoring the on going content.
Wow, Veronika and the Secretary were right about these professors. Some are straight-laced as they come.
One of the girl’s beside her dropped her pencil bag on the ground beside her, and Lisette reached over to pick it up. She felt their finger tips touch as they both tried to pick up the dropped item.
“Ah—sorry” Lisette automatically said, as she was first to grab the bag. She handed it over with ease. The red-haired girl with the sharp eyes seemed alarmed, but accepted it with a silent nod. And proceeded to ignore her the rest of the time.
Lisette frowned, wondering if she did something wrong, and when the professor signaled their class was done, she picked up her stuff and left in a flurry.
Why do I—OH! OHHH!
Lisette remembered now, “That’s that girl. I didn’t even realize she was sitting next to me.“
Her day continued on despite that hick-up. Her combat class was filled with rowdy and good-natured people. Even Angelica and Alba were there too. Lisette would have said hi, but the professor had already split them into smaller two person teams and they were practicing stances and stretching for the first day. She was paired with another girl in her year, an athletic brunette with green eyes. She was definitely pushing Lisette to match her pace, but with her early morning activities, Lisette was able to match pace.
Once class was over, she waved to her friends, thinking back to what Swir said about the Lavender. The greenhouse would be nearby, so she jogged over as soon as she could. Her classes were over for the day, which made it easier escape Without much notice.
As she reached the entrance, Lisette found several second years tending to a plot of herbs. She approached them, asking if it would be possible to get some lavender. One quizzically looked to the other, before nodding. They pointed to one of the far plots, and they indicated that Lisette shouldn’t take more than what was needed. She agreed to the instructions and found herself in front of the “Lavender” section.
Taking care not to damage the plant or hurting anything around it, she was able to procure herself a small bit of lavender herbs, but didn’t exactly have a place to safely keep it. She was deciding whether or not to just hold them in her hand, when one of the older girls had come up to her and given her a small tote designed to hold herbs safely.
“Please, use this. If you need anymore, you can come back later—oh but not too late. This isn’t a safe place to be alone late at night by yourself.” Lisette nodded, remembering Swir’s seven wonder’s.
“Thank you!” With the herbs safely stowed, she bounded back to the dormitories, the thought of having dinner now was long gone as only sleepiness reigned her.
She made it back to her dorm, but didn’t see if Veronika had left something for her, so she went inside and cleaned up her room. She moved a few things away from the window and pushed the curtain back. Propping it open, she placed the open satchel filled with lavender at the crease, as the cool air brought in a herbal scent into her room. It definitely had a familiar smell, one she remembered the Saint Mother had for the other children.
It was later that night when Lisette checked outside her door once more, and there in her mailbox were the two things Veronika promised her earlier that day. Brightening up, she picked the notebook, ointment, and the written note out to peruse in her dorm.
She read the note, beaming as she applied the ointment to her forehead, and sitting down at her desk to compare her notes to Veronika’s.
Her notes are so clean—and precise. Mine are all over the place—
Lisette pulled one of her spare notebooks to write a fresh new page of all of her notes to make them easier to understand. In the midst of reading Veronika’s notes, she found her answer to her homework by sheer coincidence. Lisette widened her eyes, “I mean—I guess that would be considered lucky.” She laughed, as she started to expand on the idea of using a permanent effect first on an item to increase the output of a temporary effect for a better critical against a specified target. She had thought initially that the two effects would cancel each other out, but then again, anything was possible with magic.
I mean, look at me, I shouldn’t even be here. I’m not from this world.
Lisette looked to her open window, the night sky darkening with the moon high in the sky.
Tomorrow’s Tuesday—TUESDAY! She jumped up from her chair.
“I have to find out about that piano tomorrow night!” Lisette turned off her lights, as she made her way to bed and hoped Swir’s suggestion would keep her mom away. She was incredibly lucky to have people willing to help her. She only wished she could provide the same.
[ I’m tagging everyone I might have been in class with. I believe Eudes was in combat class with us too during MWF ]
@Nahrenne @Leegood @FenrIIrz @Bochi @Gaap
