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Misaiya had not spoken much today. He hadn’t any problems with that, though, content as he was to lie back and let Ankaa talk. It was soothing to listen.

The sudden sound of an unfamiliar voice reverberating in his head, in a manner that could only be accurately described as ‘magic’, gave Misaiya quite the shock. It was a little relieving to see that Ankaa and Kress were similarly startled by what he concluded to be the teacher employing telepathy. Only Camellia had been called back to class, it seemed, as no-one else had reacted in the slightest. The paints club had just finished off a solo portrait of their mascot, and Misaiya and his two companions would have been able to take the next slot had the circumstances been in their favour. They were so close…

Ankaa’s words of complaint echoed his own thoughts.

Another thought came to mind. The teacher - Nyx, was it? - had sent a magic message targeting [i]only[/i] the Camellians. Which meant that he definitely knew all his students, and most likely had a way to tell where everyone was. The conclusion: Misaiya had probably been found out. 

Ah well. He would come clean if Nyx were to probe him in class. It wouldn’t make for a spectacular first impression, but Misaiya did have somewhat of a legitimate excuse, it being the first day and whatnot. Nyx would have to be quite the hypocrite to grill him that much over it, late as he himself was — and as the teacher no less!

Now it was Kress who had begun to share his wisdom.
Maybe Misaiya was overthinking once more, but Kress had seemed a tad more disappointed upon hearing the news than he and Ankaa were. But looking now at the other first-year as he began to explain the workings of the Arcane Paints, that upset mood was no longer apparent.  

Misaiya felt a slight pang of envy. He wasn’t a total muggle, but his knowledge of magic was probably below average for a student of Avalice, especially with regard to its more artisanal applications. The less said about his ability to actually [i]use[/i] magic the better. Kress was no older than him, but clearly much more experienced in the arcane arts. 

Those improper thoughts were quickly deconstructed and dismissed. [i]Each crop has its season.[/i] There was no point in envy, perhaps save for being motivation to improve. Most would never be able to so much as manipulate mana; Misaiya had little reason to go about whining. Enough of that.

Thinking about Kress’s invitation… there wasn’t much cause to decline, Ankaa had already accepted, and Misaiya [i]was[/i] interested in learning more. There wasn’t really another option.

[color=gray]”I will be looking forward to it.” [/color] He may have been a big fish in Suanneipua, but this was truly a place filled with peers and far greater people. [color=gray]”I hope we’ll learn a lot here in Avalice.” [/color]