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[color=D8BFD8]Location:[/color] Mikkail’s Sitting Room -> Professor Ravoux’s cabin
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Finally, they were on their way. It seemed their group would be Nicky, Jacob, Willow and herself. Cassie stayed behind. Connie made a mental note that she’d need to do a follow up with her. She’d also ask Rohan and Frankie for help in making a new hand for Cassie. Together they could get something special made up, she was sure. 
 
[color=D8BFD8] “The cleaning is easy enough. The room will deal with that. Just request it as we did for decorating. I’ve never mended that way, but you likely could ask for that as well. However, if that is your only change of clothing we should swing by AV later today and order you some new clothing. Or go out into town and shop. Frankie will help if we go to AV. That’s his baby. It’s the only room we have working cell service.”[/color] Connie had lived most of her life at the Strange Academy. She knew almost all the little secrets of the place. 

Jacob asked a series of questions. She started to answer them as they approached the cabin. [color=D8BFD8]“Professor Ravou is nice. She is my primary advisor as a healer. I do not believe she is married. I’ve not seen her grow a hand back, but she is a powerful healer so maybe. I was thinking that between Rohan, Frankie and myself we can craft a powerful hand for Cassie. She will be fine. Yes, Frankie went with Rohan, Finley, Dysphoria and Annika to the Neverish. It is a dark and dangerous place. Though in a way I think I envy them for that adventure. I don’t think she should use Pedritio’s hand. Not when we can craft her something stronger.”[/color] She paused as she processed the last bit of what Jacob had said. Did he like Frankie? 

Connie didn’t have any experience with attraction. She had never had anything that was described to her. She didn’t care to be touched and she didn’t care about things like that. Everyone was a layer of friend, nothing more. Rohan and Frankie and Cal were close friends. Nicky and Barty kept their distance but she considered them friends. Finley and Dysphoria were enigmas but could be pleasant enough. Everyone else was new. Too new for her to have an opinion on. Too new for her to have developed friendship. She was leaning towards liking them all, frustrations aside.  


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[color=f14a83]Location:[/color] Lab
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Finley held up the leaves proudly, when asked what they had seen, but as they vanished they pouted slightly. [color=f14a83] “Drochbhéasach.”[/color] They muttered lightly. Their glyphs that they drew they showed to Sariel. 

[color=f14a83] “As the place fell apart around us these glyphs were constructed by the very things within the space. Such as cookware from the house’s kitchen. Oooh coffee!”[/color] 

Finley placed the papers down and took a cup of coffee, filling the rest of the space available with sugar and milk. Making a painfully sweet concoction of mostly sugar and milk. They sipped the coffee pleased, and as they drank it down they’d add more sugar and milk. 

[color=f14a83] “It was a strange place. There were no threats at all until the orange bauble leaped from my hands. It seemed to not want to be held. I am afraid that it was because of that item that the place started to deconstruct. It seemed intent on taking us with it. But there was nothing to fight. No other apparent danger.”[/color] 


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Drochbhéasach - Rude
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