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Aoife stood outside of the room in which she’d been debriefed for some time before continuing on with what was life now. The small popsicle she'd swindled from support staff had mostly melted, as she finished it off with a big bite. She thought about how she’d answered the questions they asked. About how she felt, when dealing the finishing blows to the void they’d all fought. Amongst the ruins of what life once was, to take a stand on the side of existence itself.

Aoife shivered as she felt an inkling of that anticipation creep through her once more. Her grin turned acrid as she supressed a chuckle. It was all too much to bear, and yet. 

[colour=0892d0]“I’m excited to get another opportunity to prove myself to you all,”[/colour] she had said. As if describing Everest as that small protrusion from the Earth near Kathmandu, or what once was. 

“Ms. Stuurmgard, do you need anything?” A hall monitor doing his diligence asked of her. Aoife almost didn’t hear the words through the euphoric buzz that permeated her skull likes millions of swarming bees. She didn’t even really know what she responded with, other than the sentiment being largely, no. 

Aoife buried the sensation, storing it for when she would need it. For now, it was time to eat. 

The cafeteria bustled, no doubt some of the excitement was part in parcel to the actions of Aoife and her fellow Ars Magi. Aoife hopped along the line to procure food, a small drink and eventually locate a table with the mountainous woman and her fiery compatriot. Aoife smiled at them as she plopped down across form them, immediately digging in and speaking at the same time. 

[colour=0892d0]“I wanted to say,”[/colour] she shoved some food into her mouth. [colour=0892d0]“You guysh were ‘eally impressive,”[/colour] she swallowed. [colour=0892d0]“I think you would’ve got on alright even if I hadn’t come!”[/colour]

Before long another girl came and sat at the table. Aoife recognized her as the girl who was most injured during the skirmish. It was too bad, Aoife thought. She looked as though she was managing it well, however. 

Aoife heard the thanks offered to her and offered a toothy grin in return. [colour=0892d0]“You’re quite welcome!”[/colour]

[colour=0892d0]“I saw your handiwork up close Chie; I think you could’ve handled that void all by yourself if you were pressed enough.”[/colour] Aoife’s voice had taken a turn to the thoughtful, as she really seemed to believe what she was saying was true. 

"Earlier, they told me I cleared my test. I'm... no, we're Ars Magi now. It's almost a little surreal how fast it all went." Chie remarked. "I'm still having trouble accepting it."

Aoife carefully considered what the other Ars Magi was saying, but she couldn’t really relate. As soon as Aoife had begun her first transformation, everything in the universe seemed to shift ever so slightly into place. It all made sense to her. The thought of none of this making any sense was troubling, even to a rather carefree spirit such as herself. 

She cleared her throat, her demeanor once more shifting. [colour=0892d0]“Think of it like this. If you weren’t right for this role, you’d be dead, not sore,”[/colour] she untactfully offered. [colour=0892d0]“If you’re still having reservations, I’d consider speaking to a professional about it, you’ll only get yourself and others hurt by hesitating.”[/colour] Aoife’s gaze trailed across Chie’s form before the seriousness drained from her expression entirely and she went back to scarfing down her meal. [colour=0892d0]“We’ll be dealing wif wursh than that!”[/colour] she excitedly remarked, mouth still full.