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Salem wasn't sure what to expect from Max. Evocation made sense with his personality but for some reason it still caught him by surprise. He had thought Max would go a different route given his affinity, but it seemed he would take the more straight and narrow path. Salem offered him a smile and small chuckle as Max asked him to share how the Transmutation courses went. It was the closest thing to friendly he'd ever heard the man. [Color=82ca9d]"Will do, I'm sure Master Astorio wouldn't mind if you came over and I showed you my days lessons or shared with you my notes. But I'd love to learn a bit of your Evocation in its place. Transmutation is all well and good but in a close battle one single Evocation spell can help turn the tides and place some distance between yourself and the enemy."[/color] Salem was about to reach for a drink, his fingers twitching ever so slightly before he realised he opted out of having one. This may have been a social event but he still didn't trust another to pour his own beverage.

It almost appeared as if Lilie felt the same. Having stood up from her seat and moved towards the direction of where the kitchen would be based off the dorm plans. Ofcourse Aarons perceptive eye wouldn't allow such a thing and thus Salem relaxed back into his chair allowing those two to settle it off on their own. Sadly this also told Salem everything he needed to know, that he wouldnt be able to make himself a drink without Aaron butting in and doing it for him. So he sat back, allowing himself to thirst as the Nobles continued off in another room. His attention turned to Maddie as she began to ask a question, interrupted by the sight that was developing before them. While the others leaned back Salem leaned forward in his seat. Fingers pressed together as his arms rested over his lap and knees. He watched carefully as the orb dropped off the alarm clock in which Maddie had pointed out was a timer for ten minutes. 

Salem knelt down by the clock, next to Lilie, watching as she grabbed the thing. Did that meant it wasn't an illusion? Or could illusion magic be this real? He closed his eyes and focused on a pattern he learned in class, saying the words as his eyes opened and he searched the clock for magical writings or notes. Anything that might give them further clues as to what was going on. Nothing appeared on the clock and Salem dropped the spell. [Color=82ca9d]"Theres no magical writing on it, and I don't think its another illusion but at this point I wouldn't put it past it if it was."[/color] Salem stood up and sat back into his chair. [Color=82ca9d]"Maybe Max can pull it apart and destroy it, or we can wait for Aaron to come and hopefully explain what is going on here, but I am rather tired of having my mind messed with on these grounds."[/color] It seemed that Salem couldn't go to a single party or event without some mind mage messing around with his head, making him wish he had some form of defense against this. Hopefully Aaron had some answers as to what was going on.