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Post by Innocentius on Jul 4, 2010 0:03:37 GMT -5
Still though, I've made a promise to myself to keep my practice of magic away from the school community. Surely I can find a discreet means of handling this. Perhaps I'll write her a letter of some sort, and pass it off as something else. Or write a note on her exam. If only I spent less time working on physics and more working on interpersonal relationships. Or something.
[OOC: What you've specified is pretty much in direct conflict with a Social Limitation, so Mr. Marston is not going to go along easily.]
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Post by Jongluer on Jul 4, 2010 0:08:50 GMT -5
Mr. Marston figures that a note on her exam would most likely be the best way to lead her into a discussion on artifice and magic, though he will have to be very careful to skirt this line as Natalie was certainly far from a trustworthy student.
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Post by Innocentius on Jul 4, 2010 0:21:50 GMT -5
While grading exams (presumably later after school on the same day) Mr. Marston writes the following note in pencil under a problem which received full credit (of which there is presumably at least one):
"I fear you may be going down a difficult path here. It can easily lead to further trouble down the road if you aren't careful. I am somewhat concerned about your future, but I may be able to provide some lifesaving advice."
And further down the page:
"And last time I checked, high school textbooks weren't ancient leatherbound tomes."
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Post by Jongluer on Jul 4, 2010 0:26:29 GMT -5
Two days later after Mr. Marston has handed back the exams and the bell has rang, the class is once more nearly empty except for himself and Natalie. She stands in front of his desk, and places her curve-setting exam upon the table before stating firmly and strongly, "Was there something you wanted to see me about, sir?"
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Post by Innocentius on Jul 4, 2010 0:36:53 GMT -5
Mr. Marston sighs. She might have aced the exam, but she can be pretty thick, I guess.
"Well, it's certainly not about your exam - that was just an efficient medium of communication." Which I apparently completely wasted. "You see, as I tried to collect your exam the other day, I couldn't help but notice that you carried a large, leather tome. I think I know what the purpose of that tome is. And...and I think you might be a bit young to be practicing that sort of thing. It is a dangerous and capricious art, you know."
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Post by Jongluer on Jul 4, 2010 0:40:46 GMT -5
The young girl takes a deep breath, pushing up her black plastic glasses as she does, "It's a job for the young to explore the unknown is it not? To see what is out there, and to test the boundaries of the world." She rifles her nose at the relatively young teacher, "Certainly not a job for older folk, is it?"
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Post by Innocentius on Jul 4, 2010 0:49:39 GMT -5
Mr. Marston raises an eyebrow cautiously, and begins to pace back and forth. "I suppose there is value in the exuberance of youth. But there is much danger in this field - I've certainly had things blow up in my face before. Surely there is value in the experience and wisdom of age?"
Man, I sound like I'm 50.
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Post by Jongluer on Jul 4, 2010 0:56:37 GMT -5
Natalie bites her lip in a clear look of frustration before quietly admitting, "I suppose that is true, Mr. Marston."
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Post by Innocentius on Jul 4, 2010 1:08:51 GMT -5
A flicker of a smile passes across Mr. Marston's face. "Well, I'm not going to stop you or anything. Just make sure you're careful with what you're trying to do, and know that I might be able to offer you advice. I'm...Actually I'm not always great at figuring this stuff out, but it can't hurt to have some help."
"And one last thing - keep this quiet, alright? I doubt the administration looks kindly upon these kinds of things."
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Post by Jongluer on Jul 4, 2010 1:14:19 GMT -5
"No," The young woman says with a crooked smile, "I don't think they would like to know about this sort of thing." She then pauses, looking about the room, as if there could be unseen eavesdroppers, "But do you really know about this kind of stuff, I'm a little lost myself."
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Post by Innocentius on Jul 4, 2010 1:23:15 GMT -5
"Sort of. I'm not enormously adept at this sort of thing, although I do invest quite a bit of time in it." He unconsciously adjusts an inconspicuous bracelet he happens to be wearing. "It's more of an excuse for adventure. I've unearthed all sorts of things over the years, but most of it is just enigmas in an attic."
[Also, I succeed by a whopping 7 on a Perception check: Is she telling the truth when she said she wouldn't talk about magic?]
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Post by Jongluer on Jul 4, 2010 17:35:27 GMT -5
((She is certainly quite nervous about the subject, and seems to be telling the truth regarding her lack of willingness to divulge such information))
The young girl looks around the room and then sets her bag down on Mr. Marston's desk though she doesn't open it. Natalie locks eyes with the teacher and then asks, "So you have a lot of stuff, like books and equipment, on this topic?"
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Post by Innocentius on Jul 4, 2010 22:47:21 GMT -5
"One could say that I have lots of data, but substantially less knowledge."
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Post by Jongluer on Jul 5, 2010 11:10:06 GMT -5
Natalie frowns for a brief moment, and then asks hesitantly, "So you wouldn't know much about particular formulas or things like that?"
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Post by Innocentius on Jul 5, 2010 20:03:12 GMT -5
"Not particularly. I'm more of an archaeologist, if you will. Once you leave the realm of physical knowledge, there is surprisingly little consistent magical theory. It's pretty much every man (and woman) for themselves."
[This is correct, as best as I can ascertain from stuff you said/the primer. If this is dumb, I guess my character says something insightful about what he does.]
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