[color=pink][h2]Lyn[/h2][/color]

Lyn giggled a bit at seeing Ssarak’s surprise, his face showed it well, as he heard her speak. On seeing him lean in closer to examine the item on her neck, she tried to make it easier by closing the distance without falling off Tyrael’s shoulders. He naturally won’t have allowed her to fall but she wasn’t excited about coming down from her perch too soon as she enjoyed it there. She didn’t have to stand on her tippy toes to see over everyone’s head after all and not walking was also a perk. 

At mention of the same exact thing Leith made her promise, Lyn shook her head in amusement. ‘I know, Leith made me promise to keep practicing when he gave it to me. Besides, I think the rune would get over heated if I used it all the time. At least, that’s what Val said to Sam once.’

It was pretty clear the child had gotten around, the fact she mentioned Val telling Sam to be careful with a new rune was evidence enough. When they reached their seats, she knew it was time to get down and gently tapped Tyrael’s head to put her on the ground. Clutching her candies closely and bracing to be moved, her head turned to the red haired woman when a petting zoo was mentioned. Her nose scrunched up in curiosity immediately. Through Tyrael had already answered for her, namely causing her to frown slightly since he treated her like a child, pushing her to the carousel which was another word she had never heard. First she decided to focus on Mei who had made the suggestion first.   

[color=pink]‘What’s a petting zoo?’[/color] She asked having never experiencing one. Her mother was a Naga and she had never been, save for sneaking on that mission with the others, outside the college since her birth. There was still much of the world she hadn’t been exposed to which only increased her desire to understand what others were referring to. [color=pink]‘Is it like the stables? Where several animals live or something else?’ [/color]

[color=pink]’Also, Uncle Tyrael, why can’t I do both? As long as you’re with me, it will still be fun.’[/color]

Before her question could be answered, the show began. Her reactions were accurate for each scene as the paper dolls, each made with strings and delicate designs, bobbed about the stage. Their arms waved while a voice boomed behind them creating the narrative in the background. So engrossed, she barely heard anything afterwards or replied until it ended. That was when her uncle decided to go ahead with his earlier plans as he clapped then move to leave, bring her along. 

[color=pink]’I guess we’re going to the carousel first. I hope you two don’t mind?’[/color] She stated, trying to be gentle as possible.   



[color=tan][h2]Ovak[/h2][/color]

Ovak noticed the gesture Leith made with his finger, gently tracing the scar on his cheek and seemed to linger in his thoughts. If the archmage had to guess, his mageblood aside, he assumed Leith was replaying the result of his last mission. Noting that fact, Ovak’s mind shifted through his own recollection of past ‘future’ images and tried to determine which had already occurred. At least those associated with the scar. Main ones that surfaced included a Wyvern, a massive assault on the college by Eania and Djarkel combining forces, and even an encounter with a newer threat yet unknown to the world itself. 

Taking in mind Leith’s phrasing, mainly the comment about the vitamancer, he took an educated guess. [color=tan]“Last mission had an encounter with a wild mage, um? Luckily you survived it and lesson well learned.  Be thankful it wasn’t a Wyvern, those creatures are malicious as well as hard to kill.” [/color]

Upon mention of the teachers being formidable, he nodded. [color=tan]“Each one was chosen specially for their talents and experience in their magics. As for what they think, we can’t control everyone’s thoughts. Besides,[/color] Ovak continued, [color=tan]”Anything we do, in reality, will end up rubbing someone wrong. At least this way we’re not encouraging a war while informing Djarkel, Eania, and everyone else we’re not exactly helpless.”[/color]

Getting a sensation his wording might’ve been misunderstood, Ovak chuckled then corrected himself. 

[color=tan]”Well, I should’ve phrased myself better. Curiosity isn’t a bad thing, but rather how you approach it is. Sometimes it even saves lives or destroys them when you are careless. Practice curiosity with caution is usually a good idea.”[/color] 

Ovak chuckled lightly at the student's comment over Lucilia’s speech. Inwardly he caught himself stating another fact, one he viewed too grim to share with Leith as it would’ve stirred the trait priorly mentioned. Last thing the archmage wanted to do was to arouse bad blood between a student and a teacher. He leaned back in his chair, but before he could comment someone tapped him on the shoulder. 

Without looking, he already knew who it was. Ovak’s hand reached for his ‘Tea’ and took a brief slip, allowing Grey to address Leith, then spoke.  [color=tan]”Hello Grey Onyx and thank you. Also, when you return to Lucilia you might want to inform her I’ll need an extra cup later tonight.”[/color] 

The archmage continued, pausing only for a breath. [color=tan]”Oh, and she should wait an hour after I retire before entering my room. I’m expecting a guest later and I don’t think he would appreciate additional presence besides myself. He’s a very… interesting fellow to put it lightly.”[/color]

He was about to take another sip when a thought crossed his mind, and he tacked on another point. [color=tan] “And please inform her she can discard those medical tests she’s at least considering running on me. I’m not nearing the end of my life and I much rather not . Besides, if things were that simple then life would be easier.”[/color]