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genessia2018-04-27 02:57 pm
sword_dancer_e) wrote in genessia2018-04-27 02:57 pm
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Who: Enno Diederich and Lioriley
Where: Fayren
When: April 26th, Noon-Early Afternoonish.
What: MAGIC CLASS!
Warnings: Nothing yet. Language, maybe? Also might roll for magic mishap so maaaaaaaaaaaaaybe detailed injury stuff.
[Today, Enno is enjoying the weather, at least that was the plan. He allowed himself to sleep in on account of his arm, having the day off for sick leave, had started making a simple brunch, and was debating if he could actually successfully lift a weight without opening the sores on said arm when Deva beeped, reminding him that he had scheduled something, a private lesson with the one similar to a Nai'Sar; Lioriley.
Which, apparently a great thing he had taken the day off, Deva also decided to wait long enough that Enno was going to be at least fifteen minutes late by now, which resulted in the knight hastily throwing on some pants, a shirt, and his new jacket before stomping into his boots down the stairs and grabbing his starstone sword on the way just in case some Unseelie or such thought it was clever to greet him. Ignoring the yelling from his landlord as he was disturbing the festivities of the pub with his loud stomping. It could wait for a moment as he had business and perhaps pay an apology later.
Sprinting as fast as his feet could carry him while the Partner Machine lazy hovered behind, silently flinging reprimands about managing schedules and such while Enno narrowly dodged every attempt to master himself in his day-to-day here, a place that warranted some measure of relaxation. It turned into around 25 minutes after the decided time that Enno finally appeared, stumbling through some bushes to the clearing that had been decided upon and almost losing his footing as he came to rest his hands on his knees, panting as he worked for breath.]
Hello! Hah. I--hah--apologize for the lateness. I had to collect my bearings and hurry here. Nonetheless, unless you are angered, I am ready to begin.
Where: Fayren
When: April 26th, Noon-Early Afternoonish.
What: MAGIC CLASS!
Warnings: Nothing yet. Language, maybe? Also might roll for magic mishap so maaaaaaaaaaaaaybe detailed injury stuff.
[Today, Enno is enjoying the weather, at least that was the plan. He allowed himself to sleep in on account of his arm, having the day off for sick leave, had started making a simple brunch, and was debating if he could actually successfully lift a weight without opening the sores on said arm when Deva beeped, reminding him that he had scheduled something, a private lesson with the one similar to a Nai'Sar; Lioriley.
Which, apparently a great thing he had taken the day off, Deva also decided to wait long enough that Enno was going to be at least fifteen minutes late by now, which resulted in the knight hastily throwing on some pants, a shirt, and his new jacket before stomping into his boots down the stairs and grabbing his starstone sword on the way just in case some Unseelie or such thought it was clever to greet him. Ignoring the yelling from his landlord as he was disturbing the festivities of the pub with his loud stomping. It could wait for a moment as he had business and perhaps pay an apology later.
Sprinting as fast as his feet could carry him while the Partner Machine lazy hovered behind, silently flinging reprimands about managing schedules and such while Enno narrowly dodged every attempt to master himself in his day-to-day here, a place that warranted some measure of relaxation. It turned into around 25 minutes after the decided time that Enno finally appeared, stumbling through some bushes to the clearing that had been decided upon and almost losing his footing as he came to rest his hands on his knees, panting as he worked for breath.]
Hello! Hah. I--hah--apologize for the lateness. I had to collect my bearings and hurry here. Nonetheless, unless you are angered, I am ready to begin.
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Not entirely. I have read a few that have attempted as much. [ A small laugh this time. After a moment of consideration she finally asks: ] What happened to your arm?
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That would be a read worthwhile, to me at least. [He replies with a chuckle, and finally acknowledges the question without looking at his arm.]
This would be part of why I asked for magic lessons. I tend to injure myself due to how I use magic.
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[ She's on the verge of apologizing when he answers, her brows furrowing slightly. ]
How is it you use magic, then?