[h3]Shannon[/h3]
“I no freak” Shannon stated matter-of-factly. “I monster.”

She was resting on her front arms and shifted slightly trying to find a more comfortable position on the large, cold metal examination table. The room itself was far too white for Shannon; she hated the bitter smell of sterile equipment, she hated the florescent light above her, she hated the used tools on the counter top, and she hated the machine the machine she was connected to. Shannon kept a single eye trained upon it. With another eye, she glared unblinking at the door the not-Agents had left chattering excitedly to each other.

“Thank you Zesiro friend, scaring [i]Not-Agents[/i].” She looked almost kindly at him through the eyes of her tongue. “[i]Not-Agents[/i] talk like [i]Agents[/i]. N[i]ot-Agents [/i]ask I though for things. Still not Like.”

Absently she toyed with the ridges of the table where there had been places for restraints before she had torn them off.

“Zesiro friend. What place Trident? I smell many Humans and Monsters. It busy place. Are other friends here too?”

[h3]Charles[/h3]
“Book of the Dead? As in Egyptian Book of Dead or possibly something else?”

Already Charles was stringing together little ideas and questions to ask, hungry eyes willing the book to give up its secrets. While he itched to get his hands on it and pore over it Charles knew it would be impolite to do so, at least without asking first.

“Looks like it’s been through the wars a bit, if you don’t mind me saying so. May I?”

He waited until Twain either gave or refused him permission to draw the book closer for tentative examination of its first few pages before he continued. Despite Twain not telling him the specific reason for calling a little meeting given the circumstances Charles could make at least several very good guesses.

“Sir, in the message you sent you had spoken about teaching a few of us some new skills. Given that Rozalind has apparently booked out the gym for the entire morning, I’m guessing that you’re taking on the more magical arts to teach.”

Charles ‘hmm’-ed when a thought struck him and the gears spinning inside his skull were almost audible.

“Thinking about it, it’s actually pretty obvious that magic would be more of a ‘taught’ subject rather than a simply ‘innate ability’ sort of thing. But that does raise the question if some are more gifted with one branch of magic than another, or perhaps even able to learn multiple branches, assuming magical subjected are structured in such a way…”

“Sorry sir. You were saying?”
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