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[@Crusader Lord] Interacting with - Diana Schwarzwald 

With Dia gone, her ability and control requiring more personal tutoring, Felix was back to roam the hallways of this place during school hours with a look so sour it could curdle milk. Not that the girl was gone entirely but their schedule no longer overlapped. That meant this Academy and its strange way of testing students was now a solo issue. Something he dreaded. 
Showing off his relatively weak connection wasn't exactly a 'fun' concept.

Rather than hang around and participate in some dark hole like an idiot there was time better spent watching other students. 

One such individual was Diana. Vaguely recalling what little interaction they'd had at Manilows class earlier in the morning. There were stereotypes about each persons element that were starting to become apparent. One such trait was a tendency to be very over the top. The lessons had always stated that fire was created by the wielder rather than the others general reliance on the elements presence. So their displays tended to be... Substantial.

Diane proved no exception. If anything, it was more impressive than he could have expected or attempted. What started as a simple flame steadily became an inferno, expanding to a point where the pit itself was just a burning hell storm. Others backed away but Felix remained. Rather than resisting the flames she put out or backing up he was absorbing it, a tiny percentage but enough to minimize the burns that could have been. 
When it was over, the flames fading away, Felix looked down on the strangest sight. The girls clothes had burned away to nothing but.. a bikini?


[quote=crusader lord][color=ed145b]"Eh, could one of you bring me a new set of clothes before everyone else is done? Please?"[/color][/quote]

Hands in both pockets, Felix laughed. It was a rare sight for someone to lose their clothes.

[color=ed1c24]"Ooooh. This is rich. I'm glad I get to appreciate it before everyone else."[/color]

One of the many teachers overlooking the situation was already assisting the girl with her wardrobe malfunction. In all, it had been an impressive display that he simply could not let go uncomplimented.

[color=ed1c24]"Is the burning clothes expected for our displays? Don't think I'd be able to rock the bikini look quite as well."[/color]

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[center][color=aba000][h3]Fizban Fitzgerald[/h3][/color][/center]

[color=aba000]"A mute then. Vocal atrophication, maybe?" [/color]

More a hunch than any medical experience. Thora was until further notice put in the 'untalkative thinker' category. Thoras ability to design and create her own brand of gadgets would be hindered greatly if only allowed to use the Academy's resources. The school grounds themselves were well stocked but a place to manufacture specific parts for the crafty ones on the grounds was.. limited.
Fizban and his cohort Rein had been responsible for the many new additions to the academy over the last 40 years. Systematically replacing outdated equipment and introducing modern convenience of the outside world. Electricity being a major start.

"I can work with the quiet. You just nod or shake when I ask you a question, got it? Good." 

Not bothering to wait for a response, the notepad was back out in a flash with a pen firmly in hand. 

[color=aba000]"Parents. Engineers? Travelers?"[/color] Whatever she answered, a yes or no was scribbled next to a short version of the question. [color=aba000]"Self taught? Focus on Water? If no, nod to the correct element; Fire, wind, light, earth, Aetherial?"[/color] Again her answers were scrawled out. The notebook was flipped shut and disappeared into his coat pocket. 

[color=aba000]"Final question; When this is over, should you pass. Would you like to be apprenticed to the head of the Academy grounds' School of Engineering and Advancement."[/color]