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[hr][color=gold]Location:[/color] The Forked Tower -> Hugo Hunghorasz's Study
[hr][color=gold]Interactions:[/color] Jocasta Re & Hugo Hunghorasz [@Force and Fury]
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As Onarr blurted out the number, Ingrid knew in her that the math was correct but to say it without getting a final consensus was brave, to say the least. Immediately after Onarr spoke aloud their answer, Ingrid and the group she found herself with were suddenly transported into a new room. Ingrid was shocked at the junt in space but she quickly orientated herself to appreciate where she was. Outright ignoring the other denizens to rather obsess over the well-stooked study. Her eyes darted from shelves to the magical instruments that lay about the space. Ingrid could spend an eternity in here and never want for more.

Ingrid instinctively reached for one of the books but stopped to consider how she would react if some greedy child touched her personal collection without much care. She took a step back and sighed, returning to what the rest of the group was doing. Refocused on the group, she pondered why an Arch Zeno would send for them. It doesn't appear that the other students have been here very long either so it had to be an Arch Zeno who specialized in temporal magic to move so many people in quick succession. Ingrid looked towards the desk to see… [color=8882be][i]HUGO HUNGHORASZ!?![/i][/color]

Ingrid had gone silent, unable to fathom why he would like to speak to them, lowly first-year students who just solved some simple riddles. But that did not matter to Ingrid. Some of the only noneducational books that held permanent space in her home library, now in crates in her room, were adventurous tall tells of Hugo. One of the many Influences that inspired Ingrid to attend here. She wanted to talk to him but thought it might be awkward to speak to someone who you hold in such high regard and them not to even know you existed till now. He was a living legend after all. 

Watching Hugo interact with the rest of the students made Ingrid feel that she had restrained herself too much in front of him. Some spoke to him casually and he did the same. The greatest mage of all time changed slightly in her mind, a bit closer to an old man. Now she just felt regret for not treating him normally and getting a chance to interact with him, even though Ingrid doesn't even know how she would want to interact with him. Like [color=8882be][i]do I need to be super respectful because I'm noble? Do I speak to him like we are equals as in we are both living? Would he be willing to give me some lessons? Can I even ask him for lessons!? Maybe it would be alright just to ask him to look at my bread bomb spell. Oh, I'm sitting down.[/i][/color]

Without much active thought, Ingrid ended up sitting down and taking part in his presentation. As Hugo presented the situations at hand it was abundantly clear that we were brought here to help deal with the situation at hand. Who us? Who knows, all Ingrid cares about is that this will be fun! Looking through the papers, it seems Ingrid will be going to deal with some pirates. Sounds pretty awesome all things considered. Upon the option of getting some things, Ingrid wasn't too worried. There should be plenty of oil and black powder on an island full of pirates. But just in case, Ingrid goes over to Jocasta. Ingrid Smiles at the woman and promptly makes her request, [color=8882be]"Hello, I have some black powder in my room I would like to grab."[/color] Ingrid then turned to Hugo, [color=8882be]"Um, Hello there, would it be alright if I ask you to procure some wooded cases for the gunpowder. They would be wooden cylinders that would have a top that could either be sealed in wax of friction fitted with a length of about 30 cm long, an external diameter of about 8 cm, and an internal diameter of 6.5 cm? if that is too specific I would be okay with anything that could properly be used as bomb casing for the black powder."[/color] Ingrid started off confidently in making her request but slowly lost nerve as she realized how hyper-specific her wants were on such short notice. Ingrid gave a light bow as she headed to the door to go grab her things she wanted.